Cloud Thinking

"You've seen all three? That's not right!" Now it was Helia's turn to be shocked. No, this is a bit problematic. It is known that Archbishop Monday died in Hawke's suppression of the Morrogan Church twelve years ago. We don't care who killed him, anyway, he died twelve years ago.

Then, how did DeMarie, who had only worked here for ten years, meet this person who had been dead for twelve years? ? ?

"Ah, I remember correctly, I have met all three of them." Demary said seriously, her expression was sincere and it was hard to tell that she was lying.

"But Dean Charles told me that his eldest brother died for some reason twelve years ago..." Helia said slowly.

Could it be that Monday was not dead at all? Just like Tarod, his soul changed bodies at random? Then why did Tarod insist that his brother was dead? Is there some hidden conspiracy?

When Demary heard this, she was puzzled. "No, Your Highness, I think you remembered it wrong. The dean's brother died ten years ago. I helped with the funeral, so I remember it very clearly."

"It was ten years ago."

If what DeMary said was true, it meant that Monday did not die because of Hawke's siege at all, but because of something that happened two years later.

Or maybe he had the chance to come back from the dead like Tarod, but something happened two years later that led to his real death or he faked his death and escaped.

She was more inclined to believe that Monday was dead; Tarod cherished his brother and probably would not joke about his death.

So what happened ten years ago? Why did the Morogeni stage the death of the Archbishop on Monday?

Ah! It was so annoying! She hadn't figured out what happened twelve years ago, and now something happened ten years ago. Her already muddled mind was even more confused!

"Well, do you know why the dean's brother died?" Helia asked.

Demary shook her head, as if she had just realized the problem. She frowned slightly and said slowly, "The dean did not tell us the cause of his brother's death. When I came to help, the dean had already put the man in the coffin."

Helia also guessed that Demary definitely didn't know. After all, they had deliberately blurred the time of Archbishop Monday's death, presumably to prevent anyone from knowing the real reason for Monday's death. But what puzzled her was that it was known that Monday had the ability to tamper with people's memories, and Tarod's memory had been modified by him, so why didn't he brainwash Demary, who was half an insider? This shouldn't be difficult for him.

They couldn't have forgotten that the Morogen Cult has always been cautious in its actions, and Wednesday and Saturday are not the kind of people who do things carelessly, otherwise the Morogen Cult would have been eradicated long ago.

It was strange, too strange, but she didn't have many clues, so she had no idea where to start.

Hey, it’s hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice!

"Do you remember what they look like?" Helia asked this question because she actually wanted to find Friday. She was very concerned about Jepas's silence on topics related to him. She didn't know what kind of breakthrough this Archbishop Friday would come up with.

"Well... the four dean brothers are all tall and thin. The eldest brother who has passed away, Your Highness just asked about, was blind in one eye." Demary pointed to her left eye and continued, "His left eye is blind."

A light flashed in Helia's mind, and she came forward eagerly and asked, "What color is his hair, and where is his other good eye?"

"Black hair, very short." Demary recalled, "The right eye is also very special, it is a light gray color that is almost transparent, and looks like a glass bead that children love to play with."

. . . . . .

Helia felt like she was struck by lightning. From the inside out, her brain was a little confused. If what Demary said was right, then the human skin hanging in the closet was not the next person that Tarod was going to replace, but his good brother? ? ?

No! Are all the Morrogan things so perverted? ? ? Oh my god! ! !

"Wait, I want to ask, is the dean's brother's grave in the orphanage?" Helia put her hands on her forehead, finding it difficult to digest the news for a moment.

Demary nodded and pointed to the window of the reception room. "It's in the back hill. Your Highness, do you want to go and have a look?"

Back mountain?

Oh my god, the news I just got is now in use again! The strange behavior of the dean mentioned by the children, the forbidden mountain behind, the human skin of Wednesday's elder brother hidden in his closet, and Monday who is not sure whether he is dead or alive, this series of problems are actually related!

"Can we go and see?" Helia asked. Whatever Wednesday was doing in the back hills, there must be some traces left, otherwise why didn't they let the children get close?

"If the dean is here, he may not be willing to do so. He doesn't want anyone to disturb his elder brother's peace." De Marie replied, "But if Your Highness insists on going, I can take you to see it."

Oh! I see! You want to take me there secretly without Tarod's knowledge! You really know how to judge the situation!

"I heard from the dean that his eldest brother was a very powerful swordsman. I also have a collection of books about him and have always been curious about him. It would be great if you could take me to see them." Helia spoke tactfully so as not to arouse Demary's suspicion.

"Then I'll take you to see it later when I go to clean up." Demary agreed.

"Have you ever met the dean's two younger brothers? What kind of people are they?" Helia asked again.

"Hmm - the dean's two younger brothers are very eye-catching. I remember that the dean's third brother is called Tuerhei. He is a very humorous person with a handsome and charming face. He is also very cheerful and sunny. He speaks well. There is no child in the hospital who doesn't like him."

Demary answered every question asked, and her obedience made Helia feel strangely uneasy. She even regretted not paying attention to this person earlier, otherwise she wouldn't have been so confused from beginning to end.

"As for the fourth brother, I don't have much impression of him. I just remember that he had long black hair. Not many men have long hair these days, so I have a deep impression of him." She paused, shook her head slightly, and thought hard, "But...but I can't remember what he looks like at all."

Helia nodded slowly. It was right that she couldn't remember it. As a demigod, Qiqi's true appearance could not be seen by ordinary people. Therefore, there were only two outcomes for those who had seen his true appearance - forgetting it, or going blind.

"Then, do you remember when was the last time you saw that Turhei?"

The current situations of the four archbishops of the Morrogan Church are roughly as follows: Monday's grave is here, and it is unknown whether he is dead or alive, but what is certain is that he is here at the moment, just in an uncertain form; Wednesday is stationed in the orphanage all year round, but he can quickly transfer his soul through death, which is more troublesome; Seventh occasionally stays in the orphanage disguised as Jepas, but most of the time he should be in the base camp.

There was only one Friday left, and Helia only took a few glances at Tarod in his memory. He was indeed good-looking, with short brown hair and a sunny and gentle temperament, making him look like a golden retriever.

But there was no trace of him left in the Duru Orphanage, and according to what Tarod said before, after Monday's death, his two younger brothers also left, so there is a high probability that Friday is not here and his whereabouts are unknown.

And considering Friday's silence towards him, Helia guessed: Perhaps there was some conflict between the brothers, which led to Friday's leaving the Morrogan Church.

"It was a long, long time ago. It seems like he left before the funeral of the dean's brother and never came back." Demary's memory was better than Helia had imagined. Well, if her memory was not good, how could she still remember those rumors about Helia and be so scared?

"You didn't even come to the funeral? You never came back once after that?" Helia asked uncertainly.

This was different from what she knew. Tarod said that the two younger brothers left after the death of their eldest brother, but according to Demary, Turhei left long before the funeral, and it was not that he had never come back on Monday.

Many of the things Tarod said were lies and cannot be fully trusted, but of course, Demary's words also need to be verified later.

"No, he didn't come back for the funeral. It should be said that there were only a few people who came to pay their respects, pitifully few." Demary replied, "But I'm not sure whether he came back after that. After all, I wasn't guarding the door all the time. Maybe he came back but didn't stay long, and I happened to be busy so I didn't notice him."

"The four brothers seem to have a very good relationship. It's hard to say that they haven't been in touch for so many years."

"How can you tell that they have such a good relationship?" Helia questioned. Of the four brothers, only Monday and Wednesday had a deep brotherly relationship. As for the other two, they were probably not as close as this pair of "childhood sweethearts" who had been together since childhood.

"Because the dean always talks about his brothers in front of me. I think only brothers who have a good relationship will talk about them all the time." Demary said, "The dean even wrote a book for them. He almost went blind because of the book. It shows that they have a good relationship!"

It is true that Tarod is a sentimental person.

As for whether Monday was dead or alive, Helia felt that she needed to open the coffin and take a look to confirm it.

Of course, digging up human graves is a shameful act, and it is not something that can be discussed openly. It is an act that lacks moral integrity and must be done secretly under dark night and strong winds.

Not to mention that Helia almost died not long ago because of opening Osinoto's coffin. Not only did she not reflect on it at all, but she became more and more skilled as the number of times she opened coffins increased, and her moral bottom line continued to drop.

As long as there is no morality, there will be no guilt.

It was a full moon tonight, and Helia took over Jepas's room on the pretext of wanting to experience the living environment of an orphanage, and stayed there for one night.

Demary took her there once during the day, and she still remembered the way. So, when everyone was asleep in the middle of the night, she climbed out of the window and quietly followed the route she remembered to the back mountain.

At the end of the muddy road was a tree that was almost as tall as two people could hug. This should be the place where Fanny and Asini had peeked before. They walked around the tree and continued to go deeper into the forest. Because Demarie had to come here every day to clean and offer sacrifices, she had trampled out a path over time. However, when the wind blew and the leaves on the tree fell, it would be completely covered.

The cemetery was about eighty or ninety steps away from the edge of the woods. On an open lawn surrounded by trees stood a waist-high stone tablet, engraved with Monday's name, birth and death years, and a brief eulogy written by Tarod for him - a brave but reckless rebel.

In front of the tombstone were the snacks and tea that Demary brought in the afternoon, and nothing else. The tombstone was very clean. The bright moonlight fell from the night sky, pouring on the smooth and clean tombstone, giving it a layer of silver light.

It was not known whether it was a coincidence or something else, but at this moment the moon was hanging in the sky right above the tombstone, and the moonlight illuminated the open space that was not covered by the tree canopy, so there was no need for Helia to use magic to make a fire for lighting.

She raised her hand and patted the tombstone, trying to comfort the deceased: "Brother, I'm sorry, I'm just too curious. I won't be able to sleep if I can't figure this out. Anyway, you're already dead, so please help me, the living, and I'll dig up your grave and take a look, just one look."