The second night after arriving at the hospital.

In Hasja Yacker's eyes, the muffled cry of the servant Leshuano pierced her like a sharp arrow. The old butler Hodder slept in another bed for a while, and she was not sleepy at all.

Long before the rainstorm came yesterday, Haysjia and Steward Hodder rushed to the infirmary in Josson City. They found the place Emma had spoken, and the old doctor in front of them looked twenty years older than the old housekeeper Hodder, and it was unknown whether he would be able to return to Leshuano. Blessed by the god of light, he was awakened by the first thunderclap before the rainstorm. His eyes were blank, and his screams were terrible, like the sound of hell, he had no tongue, and his voice seemed to have blood in it.

The old doctor said that the green juice had a pain-relieving and calming effect, but it had been a day and a night, and Leshuano still cried out in pain from time to time.

They were quietly with him by Leschuano's side. When the night thundered Leshuano woke up again, he lay there, his eyes wide open, striking the air in front of him again and again, as if the great black dog was still standing in front of him. The old butler pressed one of his arms, and Hayser pressed the other, cautiously, lest he touch the wound on his severed finger on his hand. There was a heavy white bandage wrapped there, but because of his movements, the blood penetrated the bandage and spread directly. It wasn't until he was unconscious again that the two dared to let go.

At the end of the day and night, the old doctor hardly slept, except to help Leshuano change the dressing, he sat in a daze in his chair almost the time, and occasionally he would go to the door, as if waiting for someone to return.

He was very old, Hasja thought to himself. The old physician was Emma's grandfather, but because of his age, he didn't have the same brown hair as Emma. He was emaciated, his face wrinkled, his chin flat and short, his lips pursed, his eyelids drooped long, and sometimes he had to rub his thin hands against the excessively long eyelids to keep them completely open. Maybe it's because of the light, those old eyes can't hold more light.

"Emma......" Listening to the thunder outside, he rubbed his eyelids and sat there dumbfounded. It wasn't the first time Hasja had heard his silent whisper.

The rain had spread through the doorway, and the old doctor had been leaving the door open since Emma had braved the torrential rain again, and Hasjia and the old butler Hodder had to drag the water out with a mop after a while.

"Wow, la, la, wow!" said the old butler Hodder's voice in a hurried and restless voice. It was the old doctor who went to the door again, and he stuck his head out of the door to look out, despite the rain that drenched him.

Hayser and the old butler pulled him staggering back, and the rain seemed to sober him up, and he sat back in his chair. "Thank you. "I'm a little worried about my Emma, it's getting dark, and she's supposed to be sleeping at home at this time." ”

"She'll be back, she should be sheltering from the rain somewhere, don't worry too much. Haysja looked at the withering lavender bracelet on her wrist, and she was worried about the little girl.

"I hope so. The old doctor said to Hayska, "Son, you didn't sleep last night, go and sleep in Emma's room." ”

Hayska's lips pursed slightly, but she didn't make a sound. The old doctor was a really good man, Hasjia thought to herself, seriously, after seeing the dwarf and the middle-aged man with the big black dog, she was already convinced that there really were demons in this world.

"Whoa, whoa!" said the old butler, Hodder, handed Haysja a note, and pointed at himself, and then at Leshuano, who had passed out again. "Wow, wow, wow, wow. ”

"Mademoiselle, go back to the castle, where I will take care of Leshuano. The note reads something like this.

"Miss, go and sleep in the house for a while. Tomorrow morning you should go back to the castle. The old housekeeper Hodder gave her another note.

Haysja sighed, "I'm worried about my mother. ”

The old butler took a quill pen and wrote a long sentence on paper. "You must know that you are a nobleman and should not take care of servants personally. So tomorrow when the rain stops, you should go back, otherwise your mother will be very anxious. Yesterday we snuck out because there was a demonic figure in the mayor's castle, and when you go back, don't say anything, just put everything on me, the old mute sympathizes with the little mute, and they will believe it when they hear it. ”

Haysjia immediately responded: "I would never say that." ”

"Wow, wow, wow!" said the old butler, with an anxious expression.

"If they ask. Hasgar replied stubbornly, "I'll tell you the truth." ”

"Miss, go and sleep in the house for a while, I'll take care of Lai Xiu here. The old butler Hodder was silent for a moment, and wrote on the paper, "Then we will take care of Leshuano here, and when the demon leaves the castle, we will go back." ”

Hasja looked at the sleeping Leshuano. His pale and haggard face wrinkled from time to time, but fortunately he hadn't woken up in pain for a long time.

Seeing that Haysjia was indifferent, the old butler slowly stood up, touched his chest with one hand, bowed deeply to Haysjia, and froze there.

Haysja looked at the old butler, hoping to read his story from the old man, who was also a good man, unlike the demons in the castle, who she defined.

Leshuano is also a good man, not a demon. Good people suffer in the abyss, she thought to herself, but demons revel in the castle. Is the truth of the world so cruel as it is? No, it must not be like this, it must be something wrong with me, and I shouldn't have let the little servant lead the way to the mystery......

"Son, go and rest in the house. Otherwise she wouldn't have gotten up. The old doctor said to Hasjia.

She saw that the old butler was still bent over, his body fixed on the action of stroking his chest, his head bowed to her, and his face was as solemn as a stone.

"Well, I promise you to go and rest in the house, and if Leshuano is asleep, you must also lie down in bed. If you'll do that, I'll go and sleep in that room now. ”

The old butler's hand was still on his chest, and he raised his head and nodded at Haysja.

......

In Emma's room, Haysgar stood quietly, taking in everything in the room. She didn't walk over to the clean and tidy white single bed. When she entered, she stood for a moment, then sat down in a chair at the table. Behind the desk, there are a few books. She reached out and removed the thickest white paper on it.

The Universal Canon, the great work of the Cult of Light propagating its teachings, is a legend that records all the previous Pope's understanding of the Light.

The first part of the Universal Divine Codex was the chapter of Revelation, and she flipped through the pages until she turned to page 10 and saw a thin piece of paper lying there. In the background was the burning flame on the page, and in the glow of the golden flame, she could see the face under the blue hat, and suddenly, her heart beat rapidly!

This...... How could it be? How could he be here? Hasja slowly brushed his hand over the person on the piece of paper from top to bottom, and then saw a sentence written under the piece of paper, which was a warning in the Apocalypse of the Apocalypse:

"Flame can destroy everything, but it can't destroy the light of faith. ”