Then, without warning, he shoved the large glowing jar into her arms.
"Boy, carry this and follow me," he said briskly before turning around again as though the matter had already been decided.
The sheer audacity of it made Aveline gape.
She stared down at the enormous glass jar pressed against her chest.
Honestly… This man truly was not seeing very well after all.
"How long are you going to stand there?" he asked without turning around. "Move."
Aveline blinked slowly in disbelief.
This old man was asking for help, yet somehow, he sounded personally offended that she had not immediately devoted her life to carrying his absurdly heavy jar.
Her arms already hurt.
The thing weighed like a boulder disguised as glass.
She looked around instinctively, expecting at least one person to laugh at this ridiculous situation, but instead, the other students were fleeing.
Not running openly, no.
That would have drawn attention.
