Chapter 45: Bad News

"Uncle Anrui, what's the matter?"

Lindsay and Anna went to the second floor of the manor and pushed the door in.

Anrui was sitting in his study.

The lord was now facing the door, leaning back in his chair, one hand propping his head on, his eyes closed, and the wind blowing through the window behind his head did not allow his brow to furnish.

The lord seemed to be thinking about something that was very difficult for him.

Even Lindsay's questioning failed to detach him from this contemplation.

That's very wrong.

An Rui is usually a straightforward and straightforward character, and if there is something, he prefers to go directly to the clearing at the edge of the forest and talk face to face. Instead of calling people to the study on the second floor, or even sitting on a chair and tangling!

"Dad?"

Anna stepped forward and reached out and tapped on the fir desk.

"We're here, what's the matter with you?"

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Called by his daughter, An Rui opened his eyes.

But he still didn't explain it immediately.

He lifted his hands from his chin and crossed them together in a pose that even he felt awkward.

In the end, Anrui's tangled gaze fell on Lindsay:

"Lindsay, I heard that the day before yesterday, Finn asked you to help him find the Red Moon, and asked for the merchant's essentia cultivation method?"

Lindsey nodded:

"Yes, is there anything wrong with this?"

An Rui shook his head first, then nodded again:

"Of course, there is no problem with this. It's just, I mean, do you really understand the essentia cultivation method of the merchants? ”

Lindsay had a bad feeling in her heart.

An Rui's usual twisted posture, as well as the euphemism of even saying something, are all hinting at the extraordinaryness of things.

"Mama explained to me the essentia of merchant." Lindsay spoke directly, hoping to get the truth, "Uncle Anrui, if you have anything, just say it, why bother so awkwardly?" ”

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An Rui turned his head to look out the window, and then at the sparse bookshelves in the study.

Then he made up his mind and said to Lindsay:

"I already know about Finn."

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, human nature, I can also understand this."

"But you have to know that an awakened person who has lived for decades, even if he has cultivated a essentia that is not like ours. But after such a long period of time, this power is also closely related to his body, if a person who is already dying suddenly pulls out the essentia......"

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Hearing this, Lindsay instantly felt a darkness in front of her.

He had realized what Anrui was trying to say, but there was still a hint of luck in his heart.

"I ...... I'm sorry, Uncle Anrui, I'll go first, I'm out of company! ”

As soon as the words fell.

Lindsay didn't care about a polite goodbye.

He turned around and ran out of the study, leaving Anrui's lord's manor in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Anna also looked at her father, and her tone was so nervous that she trembled:

"Father, what did you say happened to Grandpa Finn?"

In the face of Anna, Anrui explained better.

He breathed a sigh of relief and explained in a sad voice:

"Finn got the merchant's essentia cultivation method the day before yesterday, so he tried it yesterday and ...... it in the evening."

On the other side, Lindsay runs wild through town.

The villagers who had known each other well in the past greeted him, but Lindsay didn't bother to respond, just buried his head in the road.

The view of the town flies backwards on both sides of the view.

But all he could see was the south side of town, where Finn lived.

At the human limit speed of up to 12 points, Lindsay's figure swept across the ground like a blast of wind.

But the past is fleeting.

Today he ran at a faster pace, but he felt that he was particularly slow, as if the passage of time had been stretched.

I don't know how long it took.

Lindsay rushed to Finn's cabin.

He propped his hands on his knees, and he gasped for breath when he still had more than half of his physical strength.

His eyes fell on the familiar wooden house in front of him.

Time seems to freeze.

The small wooden door was closed, and everything looked the same from the outside, not even the leaves of the vines on the walls had yet to fall off.

But at this point, Lindsay's steps have become more difficult.

It took him a full five minutes to walk from the fence of the yard to the door of the hut, and then he reached out and knocked on the door.

Bang Bang

"Teacher, are you at home?"

Lindsey asked cautiously.

In a state of apprehension and uneasiness, he waited for a few seconds, and then a deep female voice rang out in the room:

"Lindsay, come in."

- It's the Red Moon.

Lindsay's godmother, a nun of the School of Death.

In the past, Lindsay would never hate the voice of her godmother.

But hearing Hongyue's response at this moment, his heart sank, and he would rather not hear this voice.

The Red Moon took the initiative to appear here. It means only one thing - death.

Lindsay raised her hand and pushed the door open with a shudder.

He saw Red Moon sitting hunched over a chair in the antechamber.

And Finn, who should sit there to rest in Japan, is lying on the bed next to Red Moon at the moment.

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Lindsay numbly walked up to Red Moon and looked at Finn, who was lying on the bed with a calm face:

"Mr. Finn, he ......"

The red moon still said in that calm and steady voice:

"He's gone."

Lindsay stepped forward and shook Finn's hand.

The big rough hands of the botany teacher have lost their temperature at the moment.

Lindsay lowered her head and buried her face in the cold hands.

He was flustered, overwhelmed, and thinking about many things at the same time.

Finn taught himself the joy of Lindsay's language learning at such a fast pace, the seriousness of life's problems, and the caution with which he always paid attention to his crops.

The bits and pieces of life, gathered at this moment, constitute Finn's portrait in Lindsay's mind.

Then he couldn't help but thinkβ€”

If he hadn't immediately handed over the merchant's essentia cultivation method to Finn, would this old man be able to live for a while longer?

Lindsey knew it was Finn's choice.

But at this moment, he still inevitably began to blame himself.

For three years, Lindsay followed the red moon to do many people's burial ceremonies, and he thought that he could face death calmly.

But now, when the familiar teacher is gone.

He found out how wrong he was.

Just when Lindsay's mind was flustered, she was completely overwhelmed, and even the affairs of Anvil and her relatives began to emerge in front of her eyes.

A warm hand stroked his back:

"Finn, he talked to me a lot."

"Lindsay, he appreciates your presence and is glad that you are happy to learn from him."

"Finn also specially asked me to convey a sentence to you: death is his own choice, and you should not feel guilty and blame yourself for it."

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Lindsay's body began to sob, but he didn't make a sound.

Red Moon didn't say anything more.

The godmother just calmly and gently went to soothe Lindsay's grief.

It wasn't until Lindsay wiped away her tears and stood up again that Red Moon spoke again:

"He said he had something left for you, in the glass greenhouse in the back."

"Lindsay, go check it out."