fantasy novels Chapter 593 Observations at the Cemetery
Chapter 593 Observations at the Cemetery
Chapter 593 Observations at the Cemetery
Lu Ze recognized the broken box; it had been one of the few possessions he and his siblings had when they were poor. Later, he became a night watchman, earned a lot of money, and stopped paying attention to it. He never expected to see it again today.
He bent down, picked up the box, placed it on the table, and opened it.
The box contained some miscellaneous items.
On top were many needles and thread tools, two leather straps, and some tough white cloth, probably the ones Cecilia used when she mended Luze's straitjacket. Luze noticed that one spool of thread stood out; it was a vibrant purple and looked completely unused.
This is...
Lu Ze looked up at the clothes rack.
He saw the purple dress he had bought for his sister hanging there; she had only worn it once, to the theater. There was a noticeable tear in the hem of the dress, which she had deliberately ripped to save herself from Ms. M.
Cecilia probably bought a spool of purple thread after that to sew the dress up; she still cherished the dress she had bought for her.
However, she was unable to sew the skirt back on.
Luze silently picked up the odds and ends and set them aside. Underneath the sturdy white cloth and leather belt, he found a notebook. Opening it, he saw several one-pound and two-pound notes tucked inside. These were the pocket money Luze had left for Cecilia. The notebook contained detailed records of the Rondor family's daily income and expenses.
Cecilia seemed to be consciously saving money; she was managing the household diligently and planning for the future.
Luze's fingers traced the delicate handwriting, stopping at the last expense in the ledger. It recorded the cost of two tickets to the Tingen Grand Theatre, totaling 6 sols. Everything changed after that performance.
He put down the ledger and then subconsciously looked into the deepest part of the box.
There's a small brush hidden inside.
The small brush Cecilia used when pasting matchboxes.
Lu Ze's mind went blank for a moment.
A moment later, he picked up the brush and stared at it intently, as if possessed. His lips twitched, as if trying to force an extremely ugly smile.
Cecilia, didn't I tell you a long time ago that you could throw it away?
I promised you I would give you a good life...
In the end, this stubborn little girl still didn't listen to herself. Not only did she not throw away the brush, but she also didn't prioritize saving her own life; instead, she sacrificed everything to ensure the survival of her irresponsible brother, Lu Ze...
Lu Ze suddenly felt very tired, as if his chest was empty, as if everything inside had disappeared.
So, to confirm, he put down the brush and placed his hand on his chest.
"Sizzle!"
He tore through the skin and flesh.
"Snap!"
He broke his ribs.
"puff!"
He pulled the heart out of it.
Lu Ze looked down and saw that his heart was intact.
This heart, which survived only after consuming Cecilia, continues to beat shamelessly.
In the cool early spring, it steamed and pumped powerfully. Completely unaware of its owner's emotions, it was oblivious to the risk of being crushed at any moment.
"Calm down."
M's voice rang out softly. Perhaps worried that her appearance would upset Lu Ze, she didn't show herself, but instead whispered in his ear, "Don't forget what you're living for now."
"6
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Luze remained silent, as if he hadn't heard M's words. He stared at his heart for a long time before slowly putting it back into his chest.
He didn't want to stay there any longer, so he quickly tidied up everything he had messed up and turned to leave the house.
The crimson moon hung in the sky, illuminating the desolate courtyard. Lu Ze's figure appeared very lonely in the moonlight as he walked into the depths of darkness.
After visiting one last place, he prepared to leave Tingen.
Raphael Cemetery, on the outskirts of northern Tingen.
The cemetery was quite quiet at night, and Lu Ze easily broke in without disturbing the caretaker.
This is the realm of the dead, with tombstones standing tall, casting rows of slanted shadows under the crimson moonlight. Those shadows quickly came to life, leaping and dancing, seemingly reading the inscriptions on the tombstones. Before long, three shadows floated up simultaneously, swaying high as if marking a spot.
Using this method, Lu Ze found the three tombs he wanted to see.
The first grave belongs to Klein, and it bears a three-line epitaph:
The best brother;
Best younger brother;
My best colleague.
The tombstone was clean, looking as if it had just been wiped, and someone had left a wildflower in front of it.
Ah, it's probably that guy Frye...
Luzer remembered that his colleagues had the task of regularly patrolling the cemetery, so it seemed they had been taking care of their "deceased" comrade. If Luzer hadn't known that Klein was still alive, he probably would have been quite moved by the epitaph. But since the other man was still alive and well at sea, he didn't feel much for him.
So he only glanced at the tombstone briefly before turning and walking toward another one.
A black-and-white photograph hangs on the tombstone, showing a man with a slightly receding hairline looking at him with a gentle expression.
The epitaph below reads as follows:
Dunn Smith (August 16, 1314 – September 9, 1349)
The true guardian;
The most trustworthy companion;
The eternal captain.
His tombstone was also very clean and was carefully cared for.
Lu Ze stared blankly at the photograph.
"Long time no see, Captain."
He looked down at his blood-red robe and the aura of madness emanating from him, and asked, "Now that I'm like this, do you still recognize me?"
Dunn's tombstone and grave stand in silence.
Lu Ze remained silent for a long time, as if he didn't know what to say. Should he tell him that he was already pursuing the true culprit behind it all, or should he tell him that he had become a Sequence 4 Extraordinary, an influential figure in the mystical world, and that he would soon return to the Church of the Night to become one of the nine high deacons?
If Dunn were still alive, he might be so shocked after hearing this that he'd probably lose a few hairs.
But he was already dead.
All Lu Ze could do was keep those words in his heart until he avenged him and himself.
As if he could no longer face Dunn's gentle gaze, Luze fled in a disheveled manner, heading towards the last cemetery.
His own grave.
"rustle..."
Leonard carried a shovel and walked along the central passageway of the cemetery.
He used his power slightly to put the cemetery guard to sleep, allowing him to swagger in. The cemetery was quiet at night. In the moonlight, he looked at each tombstone one by one, searching for something.
"!"
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Suddenly, Leonard looked in a certain direction, his expression abruptly changing.
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