On the third day, in the chief mage's living quarters on the third floor of the College of Winterhold's Hall of the Elements—in other words, in this luxurious and enormous Headmaster's Office, a lavish suite that combined sleeping, washing, working, relaxing, alchemy, enchanting, and all sorts of other functions—Annie was finally summoned there by some old geezer named Savos Aren, the headmaster of the College of Winterhold.
It was Annie's first time meeting this guy named Savos Aren. She saw that he was an old geezer with purple skin and pointy ears. As for whether he was a Dark Elf or a Wood-elf, Annie hadn't asked and didn't want to ask, because right now she was wandering around and looking at everything in the other person's very, very large Headmaster's Office, feeling quite indignant.
Anyway, compared to her tiny dormitory cubicle in the Hall of Attainment, which could barely fit a bed, a desk, and a chair, this place was so much, much better...
"..."
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As expected, headmasters were all so corrupt! Their quarters were so huge, while the students' dormitories were so tiny. This was absolutely outrageous!
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"Annie..."
"I heard from Urag, the librarian, that the day before yesterday you went through every book in the library in a single afternoon—even the ones that aren't open to students?"
Chief Mage Savos Aren was pouring a bottle of what might have been a drink suitable for children when he suddenly asked the question as if it were no big deal. He tilted his head thoughtfully and glanced a few times at the little girl who was standing by his alchemy table, staring at a bottle of his health potion.
"You already know about that?"
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"But you're not wrong, I guess. It was more or less like