The sweltering air rushed in as the door opened, as if it was impatient to escape from the room. Ed's already hesitant footsteps paused in mid-air for a moment before he slowly stepped out and walked into Sean's reception room with closed doors and windows.

It's only September, and the Ston Butch is still hot, but the curtains are drawn tightly in the room like winter. In the dim light, it took Ed a moment to see the old man sitting behind the wooden table, and for a moment he was so terrified that he couldn't help but want to retreat.

The Paladin Commander, whom he hadn't seen in months, had sunken eyes, sunken cheeks, pale and loose skin with layers of deep and shallow wrinkles, and his original abundant white hair sparsely clinging to his scalp, and if it weren't for the astonishingly sharp blue eyes, he would have looked more like a dead man than Master Verona.

"You ......"

Ed almost blurted out "Are you sick?", and swallowed it back in time. Whether sick or injured, Icabodd's healing abilities are no worse than his.

"What's going on?" he asked.

Sean didn't answer. His fingers rummaged through a small, gravel-like object that made a soft noise on the heavy wooden table.

Then he raised his hand and threw the thing at Ed.

Ed reached out to catch it, his fingertips cold inexplicably, as if his flesh felt some kind of ominous more directly.

"I've heard you have a good relationship with a certain necromancer. Sean's voice didn't sound the same, "Do you recognize that symbol?"

Ed's heart tightened, but he didn't bother to think about how Sean learned about his relationship with Oylan. The white piece in his hand was an irregular circle, lighter than stone and heavier than wood......

"It's ...... "Keel," he asked, "where did you get that?"

It's not what it is that makes his scalp tingle...... Rather, it's new—so new that you can almost smell blood.

"It's not. Sean said in a flat tone, "If you must know, it's my skull." ”

Ed was stunned, something exploded in his head, his eyes blackened, and his hand shook, almost throwing the bone out.

He bit his lip and held back the "Are you crazy?!" roar. In a sense, Sean Fletcher may indeed be a madman...... But not inexplicably crazy to this point.

He tried to calm himself down, turned the bone over, and on the smoother side, there was indeed a small symbol, as if it had been burned by fire, and it seemed to have been corroded by something, the lines were not smooth, and there was a strange dark green in the black.

"It's ...... Necromancy. He whispered, understanding, "...... Did Lydia leave it behind?"

He suddenly developed a strong disgust at what he had just done in Brooke's study. Icabold was not wrong at all...... How dare he use necromancy here - how dare he use necromancy so brazenly and out of the spur of doubt and impulse?!

"What's the use?" Sean asked faintly.

“...... It can make all your desires stronger. Ed replied in a low voice, "It's so strong that you can't control it...... But that's what you want, so it's usually hard to spot...... It's actually ...... There's no need to carve it into a bone......"

But that's what Lydia Bell can do. Even if not for a stronger effect, but just some kind of mockery...... She did that. At that time, Scott, who rescued Sean from her, only thought of healing all the terrible wounds on Sean's body, and would never have thought of picking his scalp to see if there was any damn symbol carved into the bones.

Ed was so sick that he wanted to throw up. His hands trembled uncontrollably, and he hurried over and threw the bone on the table.

"I'm sorry......" he muttered.

Sean frowned: "Why did you apologize?"

Ed was speechless. It's really none of his business, after all, if even Scott and Felicity didn't find out, it would be forgiven that he, who didn't know Sean very well in the first place, didn't realize that something was wrong.

"I should ...... Trust you. He stared at his toes, not daring to look up.

Sean was silent for a long time.

"There's nothing wrong with learning to doubt. He said, then waved his hand as if anxious to get rid of something, "If it's okay, you can leave." ”

Ed stopped talking, and turned slowly. He felt they had a lot to talk about...... But if Sean doesn't want to continue to face him at this time, he won't have the face to stay.

“...... I have recovered the Staff of Eternity. ”

Before he walked out of the doorway, he suddenly looked back - he had even worried that they had learned about it and wanted to retrieve the cane.

"Then don't lose it again. Sean took the bone into his palm and didn't ask a word.

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After following Icabold for a while, Ed realized that he had something else to do.

He stared at the half-bald head of the middle-aged priest, and before he could figure out how to speak, Ikabard had stopped.

"If you have any questions, ask them. He said, "My scalp won't tell you the answer." ”

“...... Don't you recognize that symbol?" Ed asked, "It's obviously not that you don't know about necromancy. ”

"Understood, but not recognized. Icabold was succinct and to the point.

Ed didn't wait for him to explain more—he never waited.

“...... The last person Shuyasu-sama saw before he died was you. He forced himself to look directly into those eyes that he could never see, hoping that his persistence would break something.

"Really?" replied Icabard.

Ed took a deep breath, suppressing the irritability that always came with weakness.

"I saw it. He said, "I really shouldn't have used necromancy like that, but I see it...... Did you kill Xiu'an-sama? Why?"

This time, Ikabard didn't throw the simplest answer in his face again.

He looked at Ed with a look in his eyes that could not tell whether it was sarcasm, contempt, or sympathy.

"Why did you enter that room?" he asked, "because you had been suspicious in the morning?"

“...... Because the door is unlocked......" Ed replied subconsciously, "because I felt ......"

He could already feel the faint breath of hell outside the door.

"But the door was locked. "Icabold has been locked since Brooke's death, with a brass lock engraved with a rune—which I locked with my own hands." ”

Ed looked at him in amazement.

"To answer your question: No, I didn't kill him, but I did watch him die. And you, Ed Singer...... You'd better think about who, and for what, that allows you to see everything you see in this way. ”

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