Chapter 43: The Tragedy

Il took the letter and opened it, and wrote the tragedy that happened in black and white, and the story was probably like this:

About five years ago, Eck Crawler adopted a good-looking boy as his son, and this time he generously admitted that he was unable to have children, and he no longer hid it. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info and his newly adopted child is also very well-behaved, and is deeply loved by Eck and Warilla Crowber.

The changes in the Crowb family began with the sudden serious illness of the adopted son, who ate and vomited and could not sleep every night. Eck Clauber tried many doctors to cure him, but when he was about to give up on the child, he died.

However, since this adopted son gave birth to this serious illness, his behavior has become strange, and his personality has also changed. The adopted son became reticent and fell in love with the nocturnal life, and was no longer as obedient as before, locking himself in the house all day long, not knowing what to do.

At the same time, the servants of the Crowb family began to go crazy or die mysteriously, and the remaining servants did not dare to stay here any longer, so they quit their jobs at the Viscount's Court one after another.

Varila also wanted to move out, suspecting that there was some uncleanness in the place, so she went to church every day to pray. But Eck Claubert adamantly disagreed, his family had lived here for hundreds of years, and the Crowburs had lived here for generations since the king gave the land to the Claubert family.

So he spent a lot of money to ask the missionaries of the church to help inspect his house, but he found nothing suspicious, and since the group of servants were gone, although the house was deserted, no strange things continued to happen, but the adopted son became more and more withdrawn.

The matter seemed to have come to an end, except that the Crowbs stayed at home every day and turned down many invitations to the banquets, and when they were seen again, their faces were pale and smelled like a piece of meat had been stinking, and everyone flocked to the Crowburs.

It was at a little nobleman's birthday party, and they were present with their adopted son, and everyone was talking, and that was the last time the Crowburs were in the limelight.

Until one night, a drunkard who had drunk too much passed by the door of Crowb's house, and he was about to lean against the wall and vomit, but suddenly he heard a strange scream from the room, and he was so frightened that he swallowed everything in his mouth and ran back to find the night guards.

When the guards burst into Crowb's house, the smell of rotting and foul smell from two long-dead corpses, and flies buzzed over the corpses.

And the adopted son who behaved strangely was nowhere to be found.

After this incident happened, everyone in the royal city was shocked, whether it was a commoner or a nobleman, they were afraid that this kind of thing would happen to them, and the whole royal city was panicked. The king sent people to investigate the matter several times, but did not find useful clues and suspicious characters, which became an unsolved case at the time. It has been speculated that the Crowberts were dead at that banquet, but for some reason they were able to move and speak.

In desperation, the king sent for the bishop of the church to come out in person, and when the bishop saw the two corpses, he immediately ordered the bodies to be burned, without giving any explanation, but ordering everyone not to talk about the matter again.

Even the bishop is so taboo that others naturally dare not mention again, and this has become a taboo existence in the royal city.

In Allen's guess, this matter may have something to do with Il, because small nobles like the Crowbs who have no status in the royal city, they naturally don't want to offend others, and of course the adopted son is also very strange.

After reading the long letter, Il's whole body was immersed in an inexplicable sadness, he was not sad that the Crowbers had adopted another child, but only that they were sad that they were gone forever.

"Yir, it's been a long time, and this matter has nothing to do with you, you have more important things to do, don't you?"

Seeing that Il's face was not good, Lin gently hugged him and continued to comfort the man who was in grief, Il had never heard Lynn speak so gently, he hugged Lynn's soft shoulders tightly, at this moment only she could rely on, and gently rested his head on Lynn's body.

The smell reassured him a lot, and the sadness didn't seem so great.

However, Il's mind was full of people that Eck Crowber might provoke, but after thinking about it, he didn't think of anything, and if he wanted to know how they died, he could only start with that adopted son.

"Lynn, I'm fine, but I still want to keep looking, if I don't do this, I won't be able to concentrate on anything else, I don't know why I always have a strange feeling, this feeling tells me that I have to continue to check, otherwise I will lose something important to me. ”

Il stood up to face Lynn, who looked firmly at Lynn hoping for her support.

Lin sighed, she had already thought it would be like this, and could only say her guess: "Il, are you sure you don't know anyone else but us? ”

Il thought about it, and the only clue at this time was the orphanage where he stayed when he was a child, of course, he could also start from the bishop who came to examine the corpse, but it was still too dangerous to do so, in case his true identity was discovered, Alan and Lynn would suffer, and he couldn't take such a big risk because of his own affairs.

So Il and Lin started with the orphanage first.

Il couldn't remember exactly how the road to the orphanage went, he only remembered that there was a clear stream on the outskirts of the royal city, and if you walked along the stream, you could see a large orphanage, although the house of the orphanage was very old, but it surrounded the grass in the sunlight, and Il vaguely remembered that it was a very beautiful picture.

But as the carriage swayed along the dirt road, Il kept looking, but did not see the orphanage he had in mind, but instead a small, dilapidated house and a yard fenced off by a wooden fence.

The old dilapidated house and the perennial dilapidated fence appeared in the eyes of Il and Lynn in this way, and the only life and vitality were the dozen or so children, who played games and swings on the grass carefreely, and from time to time there was happy laughter.

Il was still wearing his mask, and Lynn took him by the hand and walked into the gate of the orphanage, where the old York, the gatekeeper, was not there and did not know where he had gone.

"Is anyone there?"

The children who were playing on the side saw these two strangely dressed people come around, and an older boy asked them:

"Who are you, are you here to find the Dean?"

"Yes, is your dean in the house, and may we go in and find him?"

Lin squatted down just as high as the little boy, and she asked the little boy gently with her face to him, and the little boy never seemed to be so close to the face of a beautiful sister, and his ears immediately turned red.

"Yes, yes, the dean is in the house, and I'll take you to him. ”

The little boy took Lynn by the hand with a red face and led them to the door of the dean's office, then knocked on the door with his little hand.

Bang bang bang!

"Dean, someone is looking for you, can we come in?"

It took a moment for the door to open, and with a 'squeak', a bald man in a washed brown coat appeared before them.

Il-lean found that the bald dean was no longer the same as the lovely uncle he had remembered, his once straight back was a little bent, and his face was already deeply wrinkled, and it seemed that he was in great difficulty when he looked sad.

Il was wearing a mask, and the dean, unaware of who it was, welcomed him and Lin with trepidation, because Lin was dressed as a magician, and the dean knew that they must not be the ones he could afford to mess with.