As he was about to leave the place, Cesare suddenly felt a chill behind him, and his intuition told him that someone was quietly approaching him behind him. Touching the bone staff and looking back, Cesare was instantly relieved by a lovely face.

Anya stood behind him at some point and quietly made a booing gesture as if her date with the Cardinals was over, and beckoned Cesare to follow her.

Without much thought, Cesare wanted to get out of here quickly, and after repeatedly confirming that Claudius, the head of the regiment, had not found himself, he quietly followed Anya out of the clearing, and returned to the place where they had set up their tent and parked the carriage.

At this time, the "stupid man" Lawson and several child laborers were already asleep, and the stupid man's snoring was deafening, noisy like a loud toad, and it was hard to imagine what those children had gone through to sleep peacefully in such an environment.

Anya did not take Cesare back to their tent, but quietly came to the carriage and walked to the carriage of the regimental commander, Mr. Claudius.

During the day, they had been riding on the roof of the carriage, and Cesare remembered that the door of the carriage had been locked, and that only Claudius had entered after the carriage had stopped, and if he was not mistaken, Claudius was the only one who was entitled to enter the carriage.

But at this point, the door was open, perhaps Claudius was carelessly trying to teach someone and forgot to lock it, or maybe he didn't expect anyone to want to enter.

"What are you going to do?" Cesare asked in a whisper, but with what he knew about Anya, he already had the answer in his heart.

"Don't pretend, you know what I'm thinking, don't you want to peek into the secrets of our circus friends?"

Anya's excitement contrasted sharply with Cesare's coldness, and it was clearly a temporary ride, and Cesare wasn't sure if it was a wise decision to go deep into the weirdos.

But after seeing the other side of Claudius, the head of the regiment, and the whipping of the little dwarf, Cesare also understood what Anya meant when she said "not as simple as it seems".

"But I'm worried... Some secrets should not be revealed, and even if you know the truth, you can't change anything, and it may even lead to unnecessary danger. Cesare expressed his concern to Anya.

"Really? Is that the same for Cesare-san, your secret? Anya tilted her little head again, pretending not to know why, and looked at Cesare coldly, and soon couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Don't look at me like that. I thought of a good way to look at the wind, to ensure that no one will find out, and just go in and take a brief look at it, and it won't cause anything. ”

Anya's words didn't make sense, and Cesare was suspicious of the circus. "What do you mean by a good idea? I always feel like you're going to have to do something unreasonable. ”

"Normally, yes, but this one is absolutely reliable."

Anya responded gently, pulled her cuffs, a little cardinal inexplicably poked its head out of it and looked around, Anya gently touched the feathers on the top of the bird's head with her fingers, and the cardinal chirped a few times and flew out of the sleeve and disappeared into the twilight.

"I've made a lot of new friends around here, let them come to watch the wind, if there is any wind and grass, they will tell us in time, there will be no mistakes."

Anya stood straight, her eyes bright and confident, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, as if waiting for Cesare's compliment.

Just those red-feathered birds? Cesare rolled his eyes subconsciously, knowing that it would be pointless for him to continue asking.

As for Anya's understanding, even if she vetoes her idea at this time, she will find another time to sneak in by herself, and it will be even more dangerous at that time, so it is better to end this little adventure early while the circus director Claudius is away.

Shaking his head helplessly, Cesare sighed. "Let's talk about it first, we'll just take a look and come out."

The moment they stepped forward and opened the door, the light of the oil lamp in the car immediately burst out to become the brightest light source in the forest, and Cesare and Anya walked in and closed the door again to prevent the light from traveling too far and attracting the attention of others.

The interior of the carriage was more spacious than the outside, with carpets on the wooden floors, colourful curtains hanging on the walls around it, and beds and tables from the inside.

Although the arrangement was slightly cramped, the whole was no different from a bedroom, and the warm lights on the four walls made Cesare a little dazed at first, almost forgetting that he was in a carriage.

A large number of performance equipment was stuffed into open boxes, clothes were scattered on the beds, and what looked like hangers was covered with a single piece of white cloth. A large oil painting was placed on the ground in the innermost part of the carriage, leaning against the wall, and the corners were pressed against heavy objects to prevent the road from falling over the road.

It was a full-body painting of Claudius, in which Claudius was wearing a gown, holding a golden cane, his face was still wrapped in the mysterious red scarf, his eyes were younger than now, and his temperament was noble and strong.

It's just that people who can collect such a big portrait of themselves are not extremely arrogant and narcissistic.

Anya was unconsciously attracted by the painting and walked straight over, gently raised her arms and fingers to support her cheeks, and looked at the work carefully.

Cesare walked over to the table in the carriage, which was fixed to the floor with a delicate little shelf with a bottle of ink and a few quills in excellent condition.

Next to the shelf sits a handmade book that looks like someone's diary, with a cover made of leather and heavy fabric, silver horns nested in the corners, and sheets of parchment woven together.

Cesare picked it up and fiddled with it briefly, the small clasp on it holding the cover together, making it impossible to see the contents without a key.

After thinking about it for a while, there were many ways to pry the lock open, but if the lock was forcibly broken, Claudius would definitely find out, and Cesare didn't want to make such a fuss.

"Nothing more noteworthy, let's hurry up and get out of here, lest anyone find out." Cesare put the journal back in its place, urging in his mouth.

Anya looked back at him and didn't speak, she first raised her head and took a deep breath of air, then wrinkled the tip of her nose and chased the smell of the air like a cute puppy. "Do you smell it?" The girl asked, looking around again.

Hearing her say that, Cesare did smell a pungent and unpleasant smell, and at first he thought it was the stench of bread that had been moldy for a long time, and he didn't pay much attention to it, but after a careful sniff, he found that the smell came from under the hanger covered with a white cloth.

The two of them walked to the side of the hanger and leaned down one after another, and the strange smell became stronger as they got closer.

Cesare tasted the smell in his nostrils that was indescribable for a moment, but unexpectedly felt familiar, as if he had occasionally smelled a similar smell when he was at the San Carl Flow Academy.

Thinking back to the memory of going to school, I always felt that something was not right, and carefully observed the "hanger" covered by the cloth, and I also felt that the shape was a little indescribably strange, which made people very uncomfortable, and I didn't want to get too close.

And Anya had already grabbed the bottom corner of the white cloth and slowly lifted it upwards, and just as more pungent smells poured into her brain, the memories instantly became clear.

He remembered that he had smelled it somewhere, a medicinal smell that only appeared after embalming a biological specimen, and the appearance of an animal specimen came to his memory, and Cesare took his breath away.

"Wait! Don't open it! ”

Cesare wanted to hold Anya's hand but was still a step too late, Anya had already lifted the corner of the white cloth, and Cesare also confirmed his terrifying conjecture just now, and slowly appeared under the white cloth, a pair of shriveled and bloodless ...... Human feet.

Anya's face turned pale as she realized what it was, but she couldn't hold her hand anymore, and the entire white cloth was revealed, revealing the terrible secrets beneath it.

Hidden under the white cloth was not a hanger, but a standing embalmed specimen of a human corpse.

It looked like a grown woman, her skin was shriveled and dull, and it looked like it was hard as a stone, and she must have been dead for a while, and it had been soaked in a large amount of antiseptic solution to stop further decay.

The dead body's eyes were replaced by glass balls, its expression was supported by an iron frame and grinning, all the teeth inside were pulled out, and what was even more remarkable was that the woman's dead body had three arms.

A short, protruding hand protruding from his shoulder bone hung down from his chest, a wretched deformity like the rest of the circus.

After her death, the metal base and iron rod held her body in place, allowing her to stand under the white cloth as if she had been alive, her grinning mouth as if she was eager to cry about the tragedy that had happened to her, and the truth could never be spoken.

A large piece of white cloth fell to the ground, and Anya swallowed, no one could remain completely calm in this situation, even the always brave girl couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when faced with such a strange and terrifying scene.

The lithe body took a few steps backwards with the instinct of fear, but she didn't notice the folds of the carpet under her feet at all, and the boots suddenly slipped and Anya's eyes became frightened, and her body fell backwards uncontrollably.

"Ah!!h Panicked little hands waved in the air, trying to hold on to something to keep her balance, but there was nothing around her that she could grasp.