The many thoughts flashing past Lucien's mind rooted him there beside the desk, and Lazar almost ran into him.
"What happened?"
"There's some kind of curse on the vase," Lucien said to Lazar straightforwardly.
"What?!" Lazar's pitch suddenly rose. He could not understand why Lucien remained so calm.
"Arcana's above! Lucien, someone's trying to kill you!" Lazar grabbed Lucien's arm and fiercely pulled him away from the vase. However, he was certain that, for one second, he saw the excitement in Lucien's eyes.
Lucien was indeed excited, but he knew that he should play like a victim. His voice became angry, "Lazar, close the gate of the institution! Do not let anyone out! Collect all the gifts received! I'll report it to the Affair Committee."
"Got it!" nodded Lazar seriously.
