In the empty corridor, a man ran hard without a sign of "no running and casting in the corridor" on the wall.

In the long space, he could only hear the footsteps of his hard-soled leather shoes touching the marble floor, and the sound of his panting as he became rapid due to intense activity.

"Have you shook it off..."

Claude hid behind a pillar, stroked his chest with one hand, and took deep breaths to calm himself down as soon as possible to reduce the chance of being discovered. This is his experience and skills he has trained in Morag for more than ten years.

After confirming that his breathing and heartbeat frequency had returned to normal, even more hidden than ordinary people, he carefully poked out half of his face from behind the pillar and observed the situation behind.

The interior of Adrick's castle is much larger than what it looks outside. Because of this, the structure inside is also particularly complex.

However, it doesn't matter if you don't know the way. The more complex the internal structure, the higher the success rate of escape will be for Claude.

As for how to get out of this castle, there is a window every other section in the corridor, and it is not a decoration...

Looking around, there were no people in the straight corridor.

Most of the classrooms in use are located on the first to third floors, and the fourth floor is the location of faculty offices and some special rooms. There are very few people, so it is normal to be so deserted.

Just as Claude breathed a sigh of relief that "I finally got that guy off" came out in his mind, an emotionless voice suddenly came from behind him.

“The warm-up exercise is over.”

Franken pushed his glasses, and the small ornament was used by Sophia to cover up his magical eyes.

Then he showed off the silver knife and fork in his hand: "So can our experiment continue?"

"Get your experiments on waste shit (paralyzing, mud horses, etc.)!"

Claude's face changed, and at the same time he rolled around in agility and started running again.

"As a member of Adrick... Well, even if you only study materials... swearing is a bad sign."

Franken didn't seem to care about the young man's attitude of turning around and running away. While swaying his thin body and following him, he did not forget to preach to the other party.

It is easy to get out of breath when talking while running, so Claude could only endure the smelly and long preaching floating around his ears without saying a word.

But he obviously underestimated the other party's endurance too much... In a sense, there is no such term for endurance unless the skeleton and other necrotic creatures run to the dislocation of their calves and shins.

So he was in a tragedy.

"What are you going to do... huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Claude, who ran until he was almost exhausted and began to stagger, asked with a sad face.

"I just followed the dean's instructions and completely study the disease called ghost disease in you."

Franken Krakela said in a leisurely tone, twisting the screws on his head.

"What you mean by study is viviparous!"

Claude, who witnessed the tragic situation in the Franken laboratory, immediately screamed.

"Nonsense." Franken continued to twist the screws and changed his tone to righteous words: "I will dissect even if it is a dead body."

"Is there no intention of denying it at all?"

While complaining loudly, Claude took advantage of Franken's ignorance and flashed into a narrow corridor.

At the same time, the faint green shadow stretched out from his hands, giving people the feeling that it turned into a gorilla. The speed of running increased suddenly.

"Since you are so unwilling to cooperate, I will tell you a secret."

I don't know if it was because the skeleton itself was very lightweight and easy to run or other reasons, Franken immediately chased after him and ran alongside Claude.

"Actually," he said with a serious look on his face: "I am your father."

"You are lying!"

With the help of the ghost, Claude's speed once again accelerated.

Suddenly, two figures appeared in the corridor ahead.

Claude recognized the two of them at once, namely Alice, the maid of Adrick and Sophia, who is currently acting deputy director.

So he exerted force on his hand, jumped over the heads of the two and hid behind them: "Help, that madman wants to dissect me!"

"Professor Franken... Although I don't want to interfere in your life, at least in the days when Cavi is away, please be more at peace?"

Sophia looked at Franken holding his knife and fork and couldn't help but sigh.

Upon hearing this, Franken stopped.

He looked at Sophia and Alice with a wry smile, and then looked behind them, as if he was thinking about the next route to escape.

"Professor Sofia, I'm just completing the tasks assigned by the dean."

As he said, as if he was proving his innocence, Franken rubbed the knife and fork in his hand: "Besides, do you think I'm a person who can dissect and study him if others are not prepared?"

The three people on the opposite side nodded without hesitation.

Franken blinked: "Yes, you guessed it right, so Mr. Claude comes and let me study it."

"That, Professor Franken."

Alice smiled dryly and pointed to the knife and fork in his hand: "I think the one in your hand is more like a meal than experimental supplies, right?"

"I don't think the point is the issue..."

Claude complained behind the two girls.

After a few seconds of silence, Franken showed an attitude of probably sudden enlightenment, and then said in a tone that was still emotional.

“That’s right.”

So he put the knife and fork back into his white coat. Before Claude could feel at ease with the other party's action, a skeleton mage had already taken out a chainsaw-like thing again...

Because many biological specialized organs in this world, such as scales, claws, teeth and horns, are harder than steel, and ordinary surgical tools are completely powerless, so Siwei and Franken jointly created this magic weapon with a chainsaw that looks like a chainsaw and has no difference in function.

By the way, for some reason, Franken seems to like this thing very much.

"It's even more excessive, right?" Claude was ready to turn around and run.

At this moment, a pearl-colored translucent figure floated out of the floor.

"What's wrong, Fette?"

Sofia asked, knowing that when the Ghost Girl was not in class, she would only show up in front of her if something happened.
Chapter completed!