The eyeless old man's head looked worriedly at Adam. The boy had spent a whole week locked in the cave, afraid to go upstairs and also afraid to go back to his father's house. Decisively, the eyeless old man tried again to convince the boy to reconsider:

—Boy, you can't spend your entire life locked up in a cave; if not, you would be just like the rest of the librarians who spend their lives locked in their books.

But Adam didn't answer, even though he felt a little better after a week, he still felt bad about his father and school scared him. The eyeless old man, seeing that the boy was now at least listening, continued to throw fuel on the hero's fire:

—It's fine that your father kicked you out of your house and that the baron will kill you if he finds out the truth, but is that a reason to give up and abandon the grace of life? All heroes go through difficult times. But those tough times forge his path to greatness!

Adam looked at the old man on the wall; he didn't want to agree with him, but he felt that the old man was right. Adam knew he couldn't go on living in the cave forever. The eyeless old man was excited to see that his speech was working, and he continued to speak even louder:

—That's why you must get the black robe, Adam! If the sword is the weapon of warriors, then knowledge is the sword of librarians! And there is no sharper sword in this sea of books than a good language! Go and learn bravely, young hero!

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—But...—Adam tried to say.

—There are no 'buts'!—The eyeless old man shouted, echoing throughout the cave.

When Adam wanted to continue talking, he noticed that he was at the school gate, the eyeless old man had hypnotized him and had walked all the way without realizing it, he had even put on his new tunic.

Cesar was waiting for him in the giant frame that gave entrance to the school. The principal had been waiting for him at the door every day since he hadn't come back to school.

—Finally, Adam,—Cesar said without looking for many explanations and with a smile on his face—Come, I'll take you to the classroom. You don't know how happy the teacher will be when he sees you again.

Adam, quite forced by the situation, accompanied the director and got into the jaws of the wolf; but this was the fate of heroes, at least according to the old bookcase with mosses and fungus.

When Achilles noticed Adam at the door, he ran over and hugged him as he said:

—My favorite student, you already had me worried. But do not worry. Learning a language usually takes years, which is a week at that time. Come, come in, today we will dedicate this class to review everything we saw this week. And we won't move forward until everyone reaches the same level!

Adam was quite happy, but also somewhat uncomfortable that he no longer had his yellow notebook. Achilles noticed this during class and gave her the one he used in his study days. The notebook was full of notes that helped Adam quite a bit.

By the end of the class, Adam was able to remember the vast majority of the 30-character names.