Chapter 195
Author: GRACE
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Silas looked at the black card. He did not touch it.

"An Irregular means you are officially removed from the normal Academy curriculum," Krov explained. "You do not have to go to class. You do not have to answer to roll call. You do not have to sleep in the dormitories. You have no curfew. No guard is allowed to touch you. No teacher is allowed to speak to you."

Krov smiled his rough, scarred smile. "It gives you total freedom. It is a License to Haunt."

Silas narrowed his eyes. The machine pa
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