"No rest for the wicked, ey?"
Theo muttered to himself as he looked up, trying to peer through the darkness to see the actual roof of the academy's main library.
Ever since the whole ordeal at the auction, the world refused him even the slimmest degree of peace.
From negotiating the compensation, explaining the general purpose of the materia prima to his disciples, somehow chasing Celeste back to her actual duties and then overseeing the progress of his two pupils…
It wouldn't be until the very next day when the package from the headmaster had arrived at the doorstep of Theo's mansion that he finally saw his hopes reignited. Even then, he still had to go through an entire day full of administrative tasks of organizing the stuff left to him by Julius.
Even with the help of his two disciples, getting everything in order was no easy task, not even when he decided to just sell all that he couldn't make an immediate use of, even if it meant selling at a considerable loss.
