Angele left the house with the book Adolf gave him and got on a carriage that took him back to the school. A staff member by the entrance of the dorm stopped Angele before he entered the building.
“Young Master Angele, here’s a letter for you. Also, a worker left something here for you. Please take all of those with you,” the staff member who looked drunk said. The staff member was a middle-aged man who was a heavy drinker. Angele could barely understand what the man was saying.
“Thanks, House.” Angele smiled as he nodded. He headed into a small room by the entrance and took a black bag along with a letter.
