The mention of the name Seol stopped Adam in his tracks. His thoughts churned, the name echoing ominously in his mind.
So, Seol is the one orchestrating this. Someone's set their sights on me. Interesting... Let's see what you're made of.
Without hesitation, Adam activated his teleportation skill and vanished into thin air, leaving the corridor outside the third-year dorm room empty once more.
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Reappearing in his dorm room, Adam let out a measured breath. The familiar surroundings of his neatly arranged space felt like a world away from the scheming nobles. He slipped off his gloves, removed his suit, and folded them meticulously before donning his casual attire. Exhaustion tugged at him, but his mind remained sharp, replaying the events of the night.
