Trying to ignore the horrifying noise of the chains clanging, Apolo continued to crawl until he finally emerged from the tunnel, once again finding himself in the library's corridors. As soon as the young man was able to stand again, he wasted no time and removed his toga to start peeling off the stickers that had gotten under his skin. Fortunately, the "life jacket" had valiantly given its life to help remove a few stickers from the young man, but there were still a few stickers under his skin, seemingly sucking Apolo's blood like parasites. Apolo didn't take long to remove them all, as they shone with an obvious greenish color. However, removing the stickers from his back had been quite challenging for the young man since he only had the reflection of the silver mask to help him see his back.

The saddest part was that Apolo's body was too large, causing him to be unable to reach some sections of the back of his spine with his hands. So, to free himself from the parasites, the young man had to tear off a good portion of skin by rubbing his back against the door of the children's book pavilion tunnel.

After completing the task, Apolo was covered in blood, but at least this way, he was losing less blood than having parasites inside his body devouring him as if he were a delicacy.

Apolo put his toga back on, fighting the discomfort caused by feeling his body full of wounds rubbing against the fabric of the garment, and rushed down the aisle of the pavilion he had come from, trying not to waste time and find a tree to heal himself as soon as possible.

Before even finishing crossing the first pavilion to begin his journey back, Apolo could see the gigantic flesh ball with arms, also known as the vendor, at the end of the aisle surrounded by shelves. The young man had already exited the children's pavilion and had not started the sequence of the code given by the vendor by initially running backward in the first pavilion, so Apolo had exited the infinite maze and was right next to the library's exit.

Upon arriving, Apolo approached the vendor and took the book he had come to find from a hidden pocket within his robe. Showing the book to the vendor, the young man hurriedly commented:

—This is the book I came to find. Can I take it?

Hearing someone speak to him, one of the arms of the gigantic flesh ball stopped moving randomly and instead stretched abnormally in front of Apolo. Then, what appeared to be a feminine mouth emerged in the outstretched palm of the creature and with a very flirtatious voice, it replied:

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—So, you've found it! How impressive! There are few books in this library that I've forgotten where they were, but it seems this little rascal was hiding in the children's pavilion. What a strange place to keep a teaching book!

—Can I take the book?—Apolo repeated, waving the book in his hand as if trying to convey the urgency he felt to the creature. At this moment, the young man was bleeding to death, so he clearly didn't want to argue with this infernal creature under these circumstances. Unfortunately, Apolo couldn't leave with a book from this library without notifying the vendor, as in that case, he would be stealing, and the young man didn't want to know the consequences if this creature discovered he was a thief.

—Of course, it's a courtesy gift. But remember, that book is the only thing I'll give you for free!—The vendor responded, retracting his hand to let Apolo go.

—...—Apolo didn't respond to the vendor and instead started running towards the exit. Fortunately, nothing abnormal happened, and the young man managed to leave the library to find himself with the attentive gaze of the wizard reading in the chair.

Before Apolo could leave the room to reach the spiral staircase, the wizard in the chair snapped his fingers, and a column of water blocked Apolo's path. Unfortunately, the young man was running so fast that he couldn't avoid the sudden attack and crossed through the column of water.

But upon crossing the column of water, Apolo realized that it wasn't actually an attack because his entire body had been completely healed as if by magic, causing the young man to look in disbelief at the wizard in the chair, impressed that there was a wizard who could perform such a spell.

—That spell is amazing...—Apolo murmured, examining his body carefully, confirming that his bleeding had stopped, and the missing pieces of skin had regenerated, leaving him as good as new.

—I wish, but I'm afraid that wasn't one of my spells. The spell was invoked with the help of the tower...—The wizard in the chair responded, looking at Apolo with curiosity, especially at the book the young man held in his hand. Apolo hadn't put the book back in his pockets, so he couldn't escape the old wizard's curious gaze—From what I can see, you got your book, but it seems you had to get into quite a bit of trouble to obtain it. Remember that if the world of wizards today is cruel, then in ancient times, it was outright barbaric, where only a few acolytes barely survived. And this tower is very old, so there are many traps to "filter" out the few worthy candidates to receive the inheritance of the wizard who controlled the tower, so never forget to tread carefully in this place.

—Thank you for the warning, but I'm afraid the advice won't be of much use to me anymore: I don't plan on entering this tower again...—Apolo replied with a rather subdued voice, walking toward the exit. The young man didn't feel like talking to anyone right now; he had obtained what he had come for, so now Apolo just wanted to return to his mansion and finish the role he had been playing for far too many years.

—Nothing is absolute, and one never knows what life's twists and turns have in store for us. Good luck with your reading, young man...—The wizard responded calmly, picking up his book again to resume his silent reading.