Chapitre 157: Longer

Standing in the quiet room, Osbert stared at nothing in front of him, brows furrowed as he stared at the man in front of him, one side of his eye completely white and broken with blood running down his face. 

It is still running down his face as a dazed look remained on his face. 

Osbert stared at him blankly, wanting to run to him but unable to do anything just yet. Blinking back twice, Osbert stared at him, looking at the empty library and the book he fell asleep on top of. 

Picking up a paper he scribbled on, staring at the words written on the paper, he sucked in a breath. This has a very, very small chance of working and I do not know if it will even work at all. 

But … I have no other choice aside from what I am supposed to do. And I am not giving up on someone who has worked so hard for me. 

Perhaps this is for an entirely selfish reason but … well … yeah, it is selfish, I can't explain that part away even if I wanted to.