Who hid My Corpse!-Chapter 84 - : 68 You can call me Visas

Chapter 84: 68 You can call me Visas

For Somo City, this night was longer than expected.

In the first half of the night, a rare and fierce storm brutally washed over the ancient city, leaving the entire city oppressed into silence.

But in the second half of the night, the rain suddenly weakened, yet the city became noisy during what should have been an even quieter period.

Countless Rhein Knights suddenly assembled and rushed anxiously toward their Great Cathedral; the awakened sheriff, with sleepy eyes, muttered, “What are these guys up to?” and then turned over to continue sleeping; an elderly man with graying hair pulled a cart along the road out of the city, the white cloth on the cart strikingly conspicuous; in the small church, a mother held her suddenly recovering child, crying incessantly, while the Priest, continuously thanked, smiled and nodded but also flashed a hint of confusion.

All of this was reflected in the eyes as bright as stars, eventually settling on the small inn in the deep alley.

The woman, freshly recovered from a serious illness, held the girl who had fallen asleep in her arms, gently wiping away the tears at the corner of the girl’s eyes.

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And the woman occasionally lifted her head to look into the depths of the alley as if waiting for someone’s return.

“Shall we go in and have a look?” Bai Wei slowly asked.

Ulu did not speak, as if he had completely dissipated.

But Bai Wei knew Ulu was still there, although he was also surprised that Ulu had managed to hold on this far, but the last spark deep in the soul was indeed still burning.

It just required some patience.

Who knows how long it took, Ulu finally responded, “Ah… no need, I’ve seen… what I wanted to see.”

Bai Wei did not insist.

This crippled body had reached its limit, Bai Wei understood Ulu did not want to appear in front of that woman and that girl, so just watching like this was already enough.

Bai Wei also knew what he wanted to see.

It was right in front of him.

After watching for almost half an hour, Bai Wei finally heard a sigh from deep within the soul.

“Enough, it’s enough,” Ulu softly said, “I… should go.”

Bai Wei remained silent, knowing Ulu had not finished speaking.

And this time, Ulu did not make him wait too long, “I… suddenly remembered the first day we arrived in this city… you took me in front of the Great Cathedral and told me the murderer was there… At that time, I thought Archbishop Herry was the murderer; later, I thought Archbishop Corey was… But now I think about it, it’s neither; the ‘murderer’ you spoke of isn’t a living person, but that statue…”

Ulu paused.

“The murderer is Rhein… right?”

Bai Wei still did not speak, but that served as an acknowledgment of Ulu’s statement.

“Ah, I should have thought it earlier, should have thought it…” Ulu whispered softly, his voice so faint as if it might disappear the next second, but he still mustered the last bit of his energy, “Visas, my Lord… I want to make one last deal with you.”

“You already have nothing left to trade with me.”

Ulu suddenly realized, “Ah, right…”

He seemed somewhat regretful.

“Yes, I have nothing left to trade with you.”

Bai Wei remained silent for a moment, then said, “But if it’s nothing troublesome, I might as well help you out, if it’s too much trouble, I will refuse.”

“Would killing Rhein count as troublesome?”

“Not at all.”

Ulu laughed, he seemed to have anticipated Bai Wei would say that, “In that case… please help me… kill Rhein.”

“Okay.”

After receiving Bai Wei’s promise, the last spark deep within the soul flared with its final brilliance, then quickly sank down.

“I…” Ulu softly said, “still died in the past.”

“No, Ulu.”

Bai Wei lifted his head, looking toward the distant horizon, a ray of dawn piercing through the dark clouds.

“Not the past, the future.”

Ulu no longer responded, that last glimmer deep within the soul was completely extinguished.

But if one got closer, they could still feel a hint of warmth from that void, proving that the fire had once burned there.

Bai Wei stood still for a while, then gently said.

“Goodnight, Ulu.”

After saying that, he turned and left.

Kay suddenly lifted her head on the bed and looked again into the depths of the alley.

But there was still nothing to see.

“A hallucination?”

She whispered softly, then suddenly felt some moisture on the back of her hand, and looked down.

She found that Lea, asleep, was tears streaming down her face.

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“Gerard, please explain why you were at the West Cathedral last night.”

“I was invited by Bishop Corey.”

“What time did you arrive at the church?”

“Eight fifty-seven, three minutes earlier than the agreed time.”

“What did you see after that?”

Gerard lifted his head, looking at the blue crystal behind the interrogating knight. The crystal emitted a faint light, creating a drowsy sensation.

“The body of your Archbishop Corey. I know what you want to ask, but the murderer wasn’t me. By the time I arrived, your Lord Bishop was already dead,” Gerard said indifferently, “And, the time is up.”

The interrogating knight blinked, “What?”

“According to the ‘Four Teachings Declaration,’ you can restrain my freedom for a maximum of twelve hours without solid evidence.” Gerard tapped on the ticking mechanical watch at his wrist, “Time’s up, I have no obligation to cooperate with you any longer.”

“Sir Gerard!” The knight stood up slamming his fist on the table, “Do you think this is a usual situation? Our Lord Bishop has been murdered!”

“Yes, and that’s why I was willing to cooperate,” Gerard slowly stood up and effortlessly snapped the handcuffs binding him, “But now, time’s up.”

With that, Gerard walked toward the exit of the interrogation room, his robust frame and the mechanical limb emanating faint light made the Rhein knights dare not stop him.

However, one knight stood up and said, “But you still haven’t directly answered the most critical question, why didn’t you follow our plan and got off halfway through?”

Gerard turned his head to glance at the knight, his imposing gaze making the knight subconsciously step backward.

“I’ve already answered that question,” Gerard said lightly, “If I didn’t get off, that child would have died.”

Saying this, Gerard walked to the door of the interrogation room and opened it, intending to leave.

At that moment, he heard the leading knight say,

“Sir Gerard, I’ve heard of your reputation many years ago and, logically, someone of my rank shouldn’t be interrogating you. However, I’m also aware of that major event from back then.” The knight stared straight at Gerard’s back, “Haven’t you considered that your obstinate nature is still harming you?”

Gerard paused for a moment but ultimately didn’t say anything and pushed the door open.

The sky of Somo City was already bright, the sunlight prickling Gerard’s face, making him slightly uncomfortable after staying in the interrogation room all night.

The knights around him were bustling back and forth, the sudden demise of the Lord Bishop bringing too much trouble and tension to the city.

But all this had nothing to do with Gerard.

He planned to go back.

But just after taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and turned around sharply.

Behind him was a row of Rhein knights’ carriage compartments.

He felt it, someone was watching him, from within one of these compartments.

Gerard’s alertness spiked instantly because he sensed an unprecedented…danger from that carriage.

The gaze lingered on him for less than a second, but it sent chills down his spine.

Yet, the rest of the Rhein knights didn’t notice as if the gaze was only targeting him.

Narrowing his eyes, Gerard then stepped toward the carriages, soon standing in front of the one at the very corner.

The gaze had come from here.

Gerard slowly drew the dagger from his waist; as he was in Rhein’s territory, he didn’t carry a chainsaw sword—his only weapon was this dagger.

But it was enough.

Holding the dagger in a reverse grip, he edged closer to the carriage, then used his other hand to push the door open.

A strong smell of blood hit him face-on.

He looked inside the compartment, then widened his eyes.

What kind of person was this?

The whole body was a pile of rotten flesh, lumped in the corner of the compartment, exuding no traces of life, as if even the soul had burned out.

The only intact parts of the body were a finger and the half-closed left eye.

This is corruption!

Gerard instinctively wanted to step back and notify the Rhein knights.

But then, he noticed a piece of paper in front of the corpse with something written on it.

He focused and his body immediately stiffened.

It held only two sentences.

“236 years, Night Star.”

“This eye will let you see the truth.”

Gerard slowly lifted his head, looking into the half-closed eye, shining like a star.

After a brief silence, Gerard raised the dagger, aiming it at his own left eye.

After a chilling sound.

The eye, now fully opened in Gerard’s blood-stained eye socket.

Then, Gerard heard a relaxed male voice echo in his mind.

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“Hello, Gerard.”

“You can call me,”

“Visas.”