Despite wanting to be able to return to the work site that day, the day ran out too fast, and Raze was only able to head back and deliver their pay for the day before heading home himself. He was exhausted and couldn't even check the work done.
He sat inside his room after a good bath; his muscles were now relaxed, and he could rest. But rather than sleep, he entered the library.
The moment he was in, he spotted the librarian again, and this time it was floating close to the shelves. He recalled that it had been reading a book the last time, so he looked at the table, but it wasn't there anymore.
'Did it return the book to where it was meant to be? Tsk, I really don't understand this librarian,' Raze thought. His gaze lingered on the unbothered librarian for a few seconds before he turned away, his footsteps echoing against the hard marble floor.
He got to the shelf where he had placed the book the librarian had shown him. He pulled the book out and placed it on a table.
