672 Outside Edition Mr. Ginal and Father (2/2)
I'm a little surprised that I don't care too much.
”I don't have to be surprised.”
Huh?
Did you read my face?
”I knew it, but I don't think Druid deserved it.”
I didn't think there was anyone besides Garrett and Fischer who could read my face.
After all, should I have invited you to join us then?
No, I won't.
I'm a little lost.
Well, even if I had invited Druid, my master's monsieur would have interrupted me.
”Hey...”
At that time, I was convinced that it was Druid, but I didn't look into it anymore because I predicted something.
In the basement... no, let's not.
”Four of them.”
After all, was Druid asked to rescue the children?
It was pretty bad, both physically and mentally, but I took the time to get treatment from my client.
I see. Can you confirm the magic circle?
The only person who saw the magic circle in that incident is Druid.
Everyone else was killed.
”Oh, no problem.”
Nodding to Druid's answer, he went down the stairs and stood in front of a single door.
I put my hand on the door handle and looked at Druid.
“You'd better put a cloth on your nose. Because the smell is amazing.”
Why do all the church officials fall into slavery?
Usually, it's just the people who were involved in the underground magic circle.
But this time, everyone in the church decided to fall into slavery.
Because there were too many victims.
”All right, I'm ready.”
When you see Druid put a cloth on his nose, he also puts a cloth on his own nose.
Exhale one breath and open the door.
The next moment, you can feel the bad smell even if you put the cloth on it.
In an instant, as I warped my face, I let out a small breath and entered the room.
the room had a desk and bookshelf, and there was a magic circle in the middle
And the cage in the corner of the room.
I don't even want to think about what it is for.
Is this magic circle written in blood?
Oh, how was it in the basement before?
”Blood was not used.... there are a few things that are different from before, but most of them are the same. ”
You checked fast.
”Tell me a different place.”
I slammed it into my head while listening to Druid's explanation.
I wish I could write it on paper here, but I don't want to remove the cloth from my nose.
Even if you're wearing a cloth, it smells terrible.
”Thank you. Three places.”
I looked at the magic circle while checking the contents.
”How many children did the victim have?”
Druid looked around the room and finally turned his gaze to the cage.
“Forty-one, but not all of them.There must be others. ”
As before, I'm sure we won't be able to get the full picture.
When I first came to this room, there were children who had died next to the magic circle.
It was either there or it was piled up in the corner like garbage.
Why can you do that?
I see. Shall we leave now?
When Druid's voice is answered, ”I see,” he leaves the room.
When you close the door, you breathe out.
It seems that the air in that room is tied to my body and I feel sick.
”I'm sorry. Let me get involved.”
”No. You kept my people away because I was coming, didn't you?”
Exactly.
I've made sure my people don't know who knows who that magic circle is.
Well, some of you may have noticed, but you'll understand my intentions.
Until now, Druid had nothing to do with that magic circle.
Phew
When you enter that room, you will be attacked by helplessness.
“Druid, is the room above okay for the paperwork?”
Do you want to see the ciphertext before you decrypt it?
”Yeah, I'm fine.”
Go up to the second floor of the church and enter a luxurious room.
That's a bad hobby room.
Druid laughs as he says in amazement.
I know this room is costly, but I don't like it.
It was Bishop Ottmith's office.