When his consciousness returned to the illusion, Cesare was already immersed in the sadness of his memories, and he remembered the sad parting of his childhood.

It is precisely because I feel a heart-rending pain every time I think of my mother's face, so in order to protect myself, the brain forces itself to forget this memory and try not to recall the pain of the past......

As if to comfort Cesare, the phantom leader Claudius gently leaned down and grabbed Cesare's shoulders and patted him twice.

"People spend their entire lives, and only childhood is truly alive." He said lightly. "And the rest of my life ...... It's just filling in the regrets of childhood. ”

Cesare impatiently shook off his hand.

"How can a murderer come from so many great truths...... You've known my past, and you've seen my crying and weak side, so laugh if you want to...... Isn't it just that you're pestering me to play tricks on me...... Cesare said weakly, already giving up on the idea of getting out of this illusion.

Claudius, on the other hand, smiled and shook his head after hearing Cesare's words. "Playing tricks on you? No, no, no...... You misunderstood me, young master, I said, I'm here to help you. Claudius said, gesturing to the big tree with the swing on it.

"Cesare, the man you remember hiding behind a tree...... Who the hell is it? Looking in the direction of Claudius's finger, the swing no longer wobbled, and the surrounding area fell into dead silence, and the sunlight gradually disappeared into the earth and took away all the original life.

The shadow of the tree drowned out the childhood home, and the good things were slowly disappearing.

Claudius was right, in Cesare's memory, there was always a figure looming behind the tree at night......

During his mother's illness, little Cesare would see mud footprints left by strangers around the house, walking from the flower fields, first hiding behind trees, then walking around the house a few times and then walking back the same way.

Similar footprints appeared almost every week, but the family just came over to see it as curious passers-by and left.

Little Cesare, who could not hear bedtime stories, often suffered from insomnia, and sometimes he saw the sneaky man when he looked out the window in a daze......

Although they wore different clothes every time, sometimes they were farmers, sometimes they were vendors, sometimes they were luxury dresses, and they couldn't see each other's faces clearly through the window, but they always felt that their body shape and height were very similar to the same person.

"Do you remember anything about that man, Master Cesare?" Claudius asked, his tone sounding like he already knew something, just using questions to guide Cesare to something important.

"It's been so long that I can't remember...... Cesare couldn't tell why he was subconsciously resistant to the question, and his mind was reluctant to go on.

"Think again, and tell Cesare, what did you see behind that tree?"

Claudius's voice seemed to have a magical power to touch what was buried in the depths of memory, looking at the big tree from his childhood, watching two vague figures slowly emerge from behind the tree......

Cesare recalled that he had seen two men hiding behind a tree and talking quietly.

Far away, I didn't hear them at the time, and it's even more impossible to know what they're talking about now.

The figures behind the tree are a man and a woman.

One of the women looked familiar, and the ugly, old black dress must have been Cesare's tutor, Ms. Margaret.

She traveled to the countryside almost every afternoon to teach Cesare, and was responsible for bringing daily medication to Cesare's mother, and she was going back to the city as soon as the sun went down, without delay.

But by the time Cesare saw her through the window, it was almost dark, and Cesare had already finished the lesson.

Lady Margaret must have returned to Filensette by this time, why did she appear near Cesare's house? And who is the man she is talking to?

The man was dressed very plainly and well, and it was very dark that he could not see any features, and Margaret spoke to him briefly before pointing to the house next to him.

The man glanced in the direction she was pointing, then took out a pocket watch from his bosom, looked at the time, and turned to leave.

Inadvertently revealing the back of his hand while the man is holding a pocket watch...... Cesare seemed to see a monstrous scar faintly on his hand, stretching from the back of his hand to the sleeve of his arm, even if it was dim enough to be noticeable.

In contrast, it resembles the scar that Cesare's mother left on the Assassin who attacked their mother and son in Philantrite......

Claudius walked in circles around Cesare, fiddling with his unique gold coin.

"Cesare, you are always running away from a very crucial question, a question to which only you can find the answer, and you think your mother is ...... Was it really a natural death? ”

His question made Cesare feel dizzy, as if his body had turned on the function of self-protection, and Cesare had no way to continue thinking along this line of thought.

I don't know......

That was Cesare's answer to the question, and he was not sure that the presence of those two men would be necessarily linked to his mother's death.

The scar may have been a coincidence or a mistake, or perhaps the man was just a friend of Lady Margaret's who had come to the countryside for the night.

Cesare didn't want to slander people for no reason, he didn't have any evidence, and when he saw the two talking quietly as a child, he didn't think so much that he didn't tell the rest of his family.

Or ask Madame Margaret when she returns to class again, just because Cesare doesn't want to say a word more to the old-fashioned old woman.

However, when I looked back at it, I was reminded that the Assassin had attacked her mother from Friederald, and that the medicine that her mother had taken each time had been brought by Lady Margaret from Friedmont......

If there was any connection between this, and if the man who crossed paths with Lady Margaret was really an Assassin in the city, what was the medicine that Mother was taking every day......

Could it be that it was because he had discovered the suspicion at the time but did not tell the rest of the family that it led to his mother's death?

Will...... 's mother's death, I obviously had a chance to stop it at that time...... But I missed it in vain.

The more Cesare thought about it, the more painful it became, and every nerve in his body tried to escape the memory, reassuring himself that it was not what he had suspected.

Claudius, on the other hand, was more of a representative of the opposing faction in Cesare's soul, and he smiled eerily and continued while the iron was hot.