Chapter 296 No One Is Beyond Suspicion

Edwards stayed for a while, and after explaining what the king needed to know, he left the room.

Creighton stood motionless in the bedroom. The gentle expression in front of Edwards had disappeared. The unfamiliar and cold expression made Donna feel scared just looking at it, even though the soft big bed and the four-legged chair with gilded backrest were right next to him. , she didn't dare to sit down in front of him - and she couldn't sit down either, this mushroom-like skirt made her whole body uncomfortable.

Edwards' request is simple. He wants Clayton to find a way to persuade outsiders to cooperate when outsiders enter this country, and to hold a ceremony to open the door to fairyland in this world.

Clayton was originally an outsider and knew the situation in the outside world, so it was easier to convince those people than they were from this country.

This errand is not urgent, because the timing of those outsiders entering the fairyland is also random, which may mean that they have to wait here for a long time before they can return to the human world.

But Clayton's expression looked as if lightning was about to hit his head at the next moment.

"Uncle Ke, don't you believe him?" Donna asked, muttering to herself, lamenting how quickly his mood changed.

Clayton came to life from the sculpture's appearance, his eyes as sharp as a knife: "Of course I don't believe him. His words are full of loopholes. I think you should have discovered it too, right?"

Donna crossed her arms and took a step back, looking shy.

"Did you notice?" Clayton raised his eyebrows, his tone almost forcing her to ask.

She replied aggrievedly: "Did he lie about this country's past? I don't think the current people of this country are like those people he said were left behind due to accidents. They... I noticed the crowd while watching the ceremony In fact, there are not many old people. It seems that there are more young people. They should not be in a hurry to enter the fairyland to fight aging. I only found this one suspicious thing. "

Clayton looked at her and his expression softened: "Yes, that's exactly it. My child, please don't blame me, but if you don't discover this, I can't tell you my thoughts, lest your mood suddenly The changes aroused Edwards' suspicion."

"Indeed, there are not many elderly people here, which is already the biggest problem,"

It is impossible for Edwards to lie about the period when Wonderland was closed. At least if Creighton were him, he would not bet that these outsiders knew nothing about this. Then considering the things of that era, some things should have long passed. It smells like rotting bone marrow.

Three hundred years ago, it was when the White Heretic Tribunal was abolished by the church, but in the past few years, it was also the time when the Tribunal's activities were most frequent.

Those country witchers and church white knights who wore armor and dragged hammers and axes once put aside their identities and united closely for one purpose-hunting dark wizards and monsters-for which they would do anything. cost.

Even the king's mistress is not immune to suspicion of practicing black magic.

The Inquisition assassinated or executed more than fifteen prominent royal court officials in Dorne alone, and there were countless court cases in the principality. During this period, the heretical books and living grease burned could help almost everyone. A poor man who cannot afford firewood spends the cold winter.

With the help of dogma and law, members of the Inquisition held public burnings one after another in city and country squares. Anyone who was suspected would be tortured. Once he could not bear the torture and admitted the accusation, he would be killed. His cruel style made the dark wizards at that time frightened and ashamed.

So, under such a grim reality, it is reasonable for heretics, wanted criminals, and wizards to want to escape to a world without the Inquisition.

Clayton believes that he has learned the truth. There may be people in this country who want to extend their lifespan and explore the power of fairyland, but there are definitely more people in the gray and black areas.

Donna listened to Clayton's analysis and opened her mouth in surprise. She could not imagine a country composed of criminals and dark wizards.

But Clayton had something else to tell her.

"Edwards may not be six hundred years old, and the name may be false, but I am certain that he was a notorious dark wizard before Wonderland was closed, because the thief worm is an extremely vicious creature, and decent people will never will be exposed to it.”

"This kind of highland hunter only appears at night, and its poisonous gas has the effect of coagulating the blood. My former highlander friends in the army once warned me - if you want to go to highland snowy mountains and other places, you must camp at night. Be careful of this kind of creature coming out of the rock cave. If you are attacked, don't rush to fight it. If you are injured, you should leave the tent immediately and stand in a windy place to save your life. "

The only thing this ferocious animal fears is fire, but Clayton doesn't know if it will still be defeated by instinct after being possessed by the devil for so long.

Although the break has not been official yet, he is already considering defeating Edwards.

It is dangerous to listen to a dark wizard when cooperating, not to mention that Edwards is not honest - he once said that only those who are protected by the state can avoid being corrupted by the fairyland, but his method of fighting corruption is clearly to use the demon's desire to devour people. , has nothing to do with "country".

"Also, if the corruption phenomenon is ineffective against dark descendants, then there must be gathering places for dark descendants in Wonderland. We may be able to contact them. If your principal, Fatia, has been to Wonderland, perhaps we can find her acquaintances there. "

Donna nodded seriously.

"Regarding our oath, how effective do you think it is if it is regarded as a magic contract?" Clayton asked the only wizard around him.

Donna scratched her arm uncomfortably: "He doesn't know our real names, and we didn't mark the specific date and place when we swore, so even if the contract is successful, he can't rely on this contract to attack us."

She suddenly hesitated and asked timidly: "Do we really have to doubt everyone here?"

She didn't say anything, but Clayton knew why she hesitated.

In addition to being sure that Edwards was hiding something, his other suspicions were just suspicions and there was no basis for them.

And it is normal to hide something when facing strangers.

Wonderland itself is a bizarre world. If there are other changes beyond their common sense, it is normal.

"Child, I." Clayton suddenly sighed. He also realized that his way of thinking was getting further and further away from ordinary people, but he was used to this complex of experience and intuition to lead his actions.

As a cavalry officer, he had to give orders quickly to keep the team moving and attacking, and the soldiers below could not question him, because any delay could lead to the exposure of his position, and the loss of authority would also make it difficult for the team to concentrate.

He was used to his speed and "correctness", but Donna could not get used to it.

During the days in Gevo, Donna followed him and always suspected this and that, and there was almost no time to relax.

But ordinary people can't keep their nerves tense, she is tired.

"Alas, you are right. I will observe him for a while, maybe he doesn't mean any harm to us." Seeing Donna's instantly relaxed expression, Clayton sighed in his heart: "Are your hands okay?"

Donna bit her gloves and pulled them, revealing two intact hands inside.

The skin on her hands was white and shiny, and the place that was originally pierced by the gun had been healed by the power of the fairyland.

"It's all healed now." She said happily.

Clayton smiled, which was the only benefit that the fairyland gave them.

"What about Clara? Are you feeling better?"

Hearing Clayton's question, Clara, who had been waiting on the side, became energetic. She stood up with her spider legs and looked much taller than before.

"Clara is not sick anymore."

Donna and Clayton saw that she had grown a complete neck, and the flesh below was still growing slowly, as if she was about to grow a human body.

"Great." Clayton tore off his cloak and waved at them with high spirits, then walked out of the room first: "Let's go, change your clothes, I'll wait for you in the school field, it's time for class. Since no one will die, we can't miss such a good opportunity."

Donna cheered and rushed out the door holding Clara.

Gevaux, Perrault's house.

"Our church was burned down, do you have any clues?" asked an old man in Gevaux who was almost toothless. His breathing sounded like an old bellows and he could die at any time.

Julius huddled in the sofa, holding his knees with both hands, looking at the old man and the hunters standing behind him, and shook his head very sincerely.

"Sorry, I can't hear your accent clearly."

The servant beside repeated the elder's words, and the wizard sighed regretfully.

"It's a pity, but we don't know anything. After all, we plan to stay here for a short time." He pointed to the packages in the hall: "Look, we have packed our luggage. If it weren't for a series of accidents, we should have left now."

A hunter couldn't help but say: "But you have been going to the church recently, and everyone nearby has seen it."

"Because the female postman needs to prepare medicine, and the best alchemy room in town is in the church." Julius looked at him, annoyed by his suspicion: "I can swear that this matter has nothing to do with us. If I see the bastard who set the church on fire, I will bring him to you personally!"

"What about the others? Why are you the only one receiving us?" asked the elder.

Julius suddenly sighed loudly, startling everyone else:

"They are all sick, so I am the only one who can go out now."

"What disease did they have?"

"It is a contagious disease. The first one to fall was old Mr. Perrot. As you know, he is not young anymore and his health is not good. Ms. Barbara also contracted the disease while taking care of him. Now they are all bedridden. Only I can take care of them. There may be an assistant, but she is not very good at making medicine."

At this point, the wizard sighed again: "Damn it, if the alchemy room is burned down with the church, it will be very troublesome to make medicine."

The elder and one of the hunters looked at each other, comforted him, and then someone helped the elder leave.

When only the hunters were left in the house, the hunter with the highest status asked about the whereabouts of another more popular outsider.

"What about your employer, Mr. Bello?"

"Oh, him, he's a very kind person, so he let me stay and take care of us. But he didn't want his daughter to get sick, so they moved to another place to stay. As for where, I'm not sure, they just said they would find me when they were leaving."

The hunter didn't say anything. He looked towards the stairs. The others also made the same movements, as if expecting someone to come down.

Julius stood up excitedly: "Are you going up to see the patients? They have been lying in bed for a long time, and now they must really want to be accompanied by relatives and friends."

The hunters quickly waved their hands and asked him to sit down again.

"No, Mr. Julius." The hunter who had the most say paused for a few seconds and said with some embarrassment: "Are you sure they have an infectious disease?"

"Absolutely true."

"This may not be a good thing to say, but we hope that you will not leave the house until you recover. Of course, we will send someone to bring you food every day, and you can see it when you open the door."

Julius was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face gradually changed to anger, but then changed midway and turned into helplessness.

"Yes, I understand your concerns. Let's do it."

The hunters were very pleased that they had reached a consensus and the matter was almost over. There were still infected people in the house and they didn't want to stay long, but Julius persuaded them to stay.

"Gentlemen, if anyone in town plans to go to the city, could you please send me a message? Mr. Perot's illness is a bit tricky. I'm not sure what kind of infectious disease it is, but I know there is a real person in the city. An infectious disease expert, I want to ask him to come and take a look."

He handed over a written letter with a green lion on the cover.

The hunter grabbed the letter, glanced at the address on it, and put it away.

"Of course, we will bring the letter to you."