Lord of Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

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Cafe on the second floor of Breeze Ballroom.

Lumian, who had just finished lunch, saw Franca again in a white shirt, light-colored breeches, and red boots.

This time, Franke's expression was very solemn, which made the gangsters such as Louis and Sakota a little uneasy, fearing that they were here to make trouble.

Lumian stood up and asked what happened with his eyes.

Franka breathed out slowly, "Jianna's mother passed away."

Lumian froze for a moment, as if he saw the lunatic Flamand who hung himself on the window frame and Ruhr who festered and died.

His eyes narrowed slightly, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and after a few seconds he asked, "Due to the deterioration of the condition and death?"

"No." Franka shook her head, "It's suicide."

Seeing Lumian's puzzled expression, she sighed and explained: "When I went to see Jianna last night, I was worried that she would be brave and unwilling to tell me some difficulties and ask for our help, so I met her specially. The attending doctor and the nurses in charge of that floor treated them to coffee and dessert and asked them to help keep an eye on Jana's mother," they said, who said that Jana's mother knew the treatment would take several months and the approximate cost Finally, taking advantage of Jianna's going to the restaurant and Julian looking for a doctor, he jumped off the sixth floor...

"Hey, her health was already very poor, she died on the spot."

Lumian fell silent, suddenly pressed his left chest, and laughed mockingly: "Is this the destined fate?"

Franka couldn't answer.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Lumian and Franka rushed to the Holy Palace Hospital, and were led to the hospice room on the ground floor of the annex building by the nurse who deliberately befriended them.

Said to be the last comfort, the dead waiting to be purified will also be sent here.

Jenna's older brother Julian was squatting at the door, covering his head, looking at the sky-blue painted wall opposite with a painful expression.

Franca moved closer and asked in a low voice, "Are Auntie and Jenna in there?" Julian nodded slowly and said to himself in pain, "I shouldn't have left her alone in the ward..." I shouldn't have let her Stay alone in the ward...

Franka didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only sigh secretly, and walked into the dying comfort room beside Julian.

Elodie's body lay on a bed covered with a white sheet and covered with an equally plain white cloth.

The blood on her body has been cleaned up, her face is pale, and her eyes are closed.

Janna sat on the round stool opposite, staring blankly at her mother's corpse, her eyes were empty, she was silent, as if she had lost her soul.

Franka yelled again with distress and concern, but Jenna ignored her, as if she had sealed herself in another world.

Lumian pulled a chair and sat beside Jenna, also looking at Elodie who had passed away.

A few seconds later, he said in a low voice: "I can understand your feelings, because not long ago, I also lost the most important relative to me."

Jenna didn't respond, as if turned into a statue.

Lumian looked at the same place as her, and continued: "But what you need to know is who caused this tragedy." Is it your fault, is your mother wrong, is your brother wrong?

"No, there is nothing wrong with you! In the face of accidents and debts, you chose to bear it with strength, and chose to rely on your own fatigue and pain in exchange for a new life. After several years, you finally came out slowly. Did you? No!" This time, you didn't give up on your loved ones and worked hard to find a solution, was it wrong? No!

"You didn't hide your mother, and you told her the cycle, cost and source of the treatment, was it wrong? No! This is something that cannot be hidden!" Your mother loves you and wants you not to repeat the previous few Years of painful life, I want you to walk in the light, not in the dark, is it wrong? No!

"Who is at fault?" It is the factory owner who keeps appealing, delaying the compensation for the accident, and making you live a painful and depressing life for several years!

"It's the law that protects them from this kind of behavior!" It's the blogger who ignores safety regulations and doesn't replace worn-out machines.

promise. Goodwell!

"It is the cost of treatment that makes the poor desperate!

"It's Congress and the government that made it all happen!"

Jenna's expression finally changed to a certain extent, and a little pain was revealed from her empty eyes and numb face.

Lumian glanced sideways at the door, and said in a deep voice, "I can tell you one more thing. The explosion at the Goodwell Chemical Plant that caused your mother's tragedy may not have been an accident."

Janna instinctively turned around and looked at Lumian and Franka.

Lumian set his sights on Elodie's body: "It may be a murder, a sacrifice to an evil god." Our respected Hugh. Councilor Artois was evaluated by the powerful evil **** scroller as a sufficiently enlightened person, and he was surrounded by one evil **** believer after another, including Assistant Secretary Tibbert, who made diseases and killed innocent people. Jacques.

"Yesterday morning, Bono Goodwell visited the congressman's office, and in the evening, his chemical plant exploded." I made up as Bono. Goodwell sees Tybalt. When I was with Jacques, he said something about the inevitable problems after the organization decayed, which made me more convinced that the explosion of the chemical plant was what they expected to see, and it was even directly caused by a purpose that we still don't know.

"Are you angry? Do you hate? Are you willing?

"Would you like to sit here and watch the murderers who killed your mother and your happiness drink champagne, throw dances, and break more families?"

Jenna's expression was slightly distorted, and there seemed to be a fierce struggle in her heart.

Finally, she raised her hands, covered her face, and cried bitterly;

"But my mother, but my mother can't survive...

Franca squatted in front of her, hugged her, let her cry, and started to enlighten her: "What your mother wants to see most is that you and your brother are no longer troubled by debts, and have a brand new life. I want to see one of you become an excellent theater actor, the other can get rid of the restrictions of ordinary workers, master certain skills, and want to see you live a good life, do you have the heart to let her down?"

Jenna cried bitterly and asked, "Didn't it mean that the night will pass and the light will finally come? Why, why is it always so dark, why, why can't I see any light...

"It will come, it will come." Franka kept patting Jenna's back, "The most important thing you need to do now is to bury your mother properly, and then think about doing something for her."

"Yeah," Jenna agreed, crying.

After crying until she was exhausted, her mood finally stabilized a little.

At this time, the priests of the "Eternal Sun" Church who came to comfort the dying arrived.

Dressed in a white robe inlaid with gold, he entered the room with Julian and stood beside Elodie's body.

He held the holy scriptures in one hand, read the prayers, and held the holy water bottle in the other hand, emptying it in mid-air.

In the end, a little bit of sunlight was created out of thin air along with the sprinkled holy water, and fell on Elodie.

"Praise the sun, may this sister rest in peace and enter the kingdom of God." The priest opened his arms.

"Praise the sun!" Jenna and Julian followed in the prayer.

Lumian, who was watching the ceremony, lowered his head and sneered silently.

Franke, who is a follower of the "God of Steam and Machinery", also did not "praise the sun".

The priest finished the purification and left the hospice room. The management staff in charge of the mortuary of the Holy Palace Hospital walked in and asked Julian and Jenna, "Will this sister be buried directly or cremated? Should she be sent to the catacombs or left alone?" The cemetery of the sinners, the cemetery of the priests?"

Julian and Jenna looked at each other and said, "Cremation, we will send it to the catacombs ourselves."

Their father is also buried there.

The morgue manager made a note and said, "Too many people died last night. The crematorium won't be free until next week. Did this sister stay in the morgue first?"

"Okay." Jenna's voice was a little hoarse.

Then, the four of them watched Elodie's face being covered by the pulled up white cloth, and pushed out

The hospice room.

They followed the hospital bed with metal wheels, took the steam-powered ladder, went underground, and arrived outside the morgue.

The door to the morgue was silver-gray, and it was dark and cold inside, creating a white mist at the junction.

Jianna watched in a daze as the body of her mother Elodie was pushed through the door and into the cold room full of long metal cabinets with gas wall lamps on. She watched the silver-gray double door slowly close.

She subconsciously chased forward a few steps, and stopped at the door again.

Without a sound, the door closed.

She never saw her mother again.

Return to Passy Bridge in the Candide Market area.

Jenna stared at her older brother Julian who was walking alone ahead, feeling another burst of sadness in her heart.

The afternoon sun was bright, but it made her feel glaring.

Franka withdrew her gaze from Julian's back, and said with the idea of ​​finding something for Jenna to do: "Your brother's mood has not been right, he seems to blame himself, you should do more for him these days." Some counseling, telling him it wasn't his fault, normal people would go to the doctor right then."

Jenna broke free from her sadness, and said with a "hmm", "I will guide him.

"But what if it's useless?"

She looked at Lumian and Franka helplessly.

Franka nodded reassuringly: "At that time, I can help him find a real "psychiatrist", the one with extraordinary abilities. "Jenna breathed a sigh of relief, sniffled and said, "Thank you, thank you."

"You have to pay attention to your own psychological condition." Lumian reminded with experience.

Jian Na pursed her lips and nodded, looking forward, her gaze gradually became firm.

Franka nodded reassuringly, and said to Franka and Lumian in a hoarse voice, "I want to 'visit' Bono tonight. Goodwell. "