Mystery: The Star Key

The small warehouse is on the northeast corner of the circus.

The lights are very dim. Usually, this place is mainly used for stacking sundries, and few people come here. Only Octavia, as the woman in the bottle, needs to bring the mirror here every day.

Igna frowned.

The small warehouse is a bit too quiet. It seems that there will be no one at all, only the Yin Feng will come here.

Is Octavia really here? Igna couldn't help but put a question mark in his heart. Although there are kerosene lamps, the place is so remote and dark that even he is reluctant to stay.

But at the next moment, the breeze brought a low sob to his ear.

"Woo—" The little girl's forbearance cry was very similar to the sound of the wind. Accidentally confuse the two.

Igna held his breath, carefully identified the location of the whimper, and quietly lightened his steps again.

He listened carefully, and Igna could confirm that there was indeed the cry of a little girl caught in the breeze.

As Igna approached the warehouse, he held the spell in his hand. But when he walked to the edge of the warehouse, he saw that the warehouse seemed to be empty.

"…"

Ignatius suddenly felt a little chill all over.

This... shouldn't be a ghost, right?

Ignatius first drew the late night stars on his chest. Then, he took out a pigeon from his arms.

"Go. Take a look for me." Igna released the pigeon into the warehouse.

The pigeon did not show any timidity, but flew straight in.

At the same time, Igna heard the little girl's soft call "Ahh-".

Well, it's human. Further, according to the voice line, it was Octavius.

Ignatius calmed down, had an idea, and tailored a trick show for Octavia.

Igna took a deep breath, rushed into the small warehouse with lightning speed, and shouted "Aah!!" in a louder voice.

Octavius, who had been frightened by pigeons in the small warehouse, was taken aback by Igna.

"Aah!" The little girl couldn't help but cried out in horror.

Ignat who rushed in, this time, based on the girl's voice, he finally locked the position of Octavius.

It turned out that the little girl was hiding under the cabinet. Even under the dim kerosene lamp, her eyes could be seen to be red, and her cheeks were even more moist. For the girl in the bottle, the foundation and eyeshadow on her face were covered in tears by her, leaving traces one after another, a bit scary and gloomy, like a female ghost that would appear in a horror movie.

When this "female ghost" saw clearly that the person who rushed in was Igna, the first thing she did was to wipe her face and tears with her hands and rough clothes.

As if she was afraid that others would find out what she was doing just now.

Ignatius' heart was pulled.

However, at this time, it is impossible to show compassion for children. She's already so strong, and showing pity for her situation is an insult to her.

Therefore, Igna continued the original "performance".

"Hey—" Igna whistled.

And the pigeon that was circling in the room flew towards him after hearing his password and slammed into Igna's arms.

"Naughty bastard, little bastard. Why are you running around so late? Do you know that I'm worried about you?" Igna held the pigeon in his arms and started pointing at the pigeon's head.

Then he mumbled while holding the pigeon, and then "inadvertently" looked up and saw Octavius, who was standing on the side staring at him dumbfounded.

The tears and foundation on her face have been wiped off by her, and now she can only see that her eyes are slightly red.

"Huh? Why are you here, Octavius?" Igna pretended to see Octavius ​​only at this time.

"Mr. Evans, good evening." Octavius ​​said to Igna in a low voice like a mosquito.

Igna sighed again silently in his heart. This little girl's body is as thin as a piece of paper, and she doesn't know where she gets her strength. After completing the trapeze training every day, she still carries such heavy mirrors and props.

"Octavi, can you hold this pigeon for me?" Igna squatted in front of Octavia and gave the pigeon in his hand to Octavia.

Octavius ​​retracted his hand, took a step back, and shook his head.

"It's very good, it won't hurt you." Ignat said while touching the little head of the pigeon, and the pigeon rubbed his fingers obediently.

"My pigeon cage is in the robe, and I can't get it out if I hold him. Can you hold it for me?" Igna asked again.

Okutavi nodded. He stretched out his hand and took the snow-white dove that Ignatius handed out.

While looking for a pigeon cage that didn't exist in his robe, Igna raised his head and asked inadvertently, "Does it still hurt where you fell today?"

Originally, Octavius ​​was holding the pigeon carefully and quietly touched the pigeon's head with her fingers, but she trembled involuntarily when she heard Igna's question.

"Although you don't want to go to the hospital, you can't just leave your injuries like that, you know?" Ignat said softly.

Octavius ​​nodded, shook his head again, and nodded again.

Igna smiled helplessly at her: "Do you know or don't you know?"

Okutavi stopped answering, she took two steps back, not daring to look at Igna.

"You are already a big girl, you have to learn to take care of yourself."

When Igna said that, Octavius ​​still lowered his head and didn't give any answer.

I don't know if it's because of gritted teeth for too long. Octavius ​​always seemed to be so silent in the circus. No matter if it was cursing or kindness, he didn't dare to answer. The exact opposite of his sister Rachel.

So facing this situation, Igna is not completely unprepared.

Igna sighed silently in his heart. He took out the wound medicine from his pocket and put it on the ground.

"Although Madeleine didn't send you to the hospital, I still prescribed medicine for you. It's for external use, and you can't see the color. If you apply it evenly now, the smell will be gone in a while," Igna said.

But Octavia still didn't respond.

"The body is the gift of the goddess, so you must love yourself." Ignatius said.

Saying that, Igna snapped his fingers.

"Snapped-"

In the blink of an eye, the pigeon in Octavius' arms suddenly turned into a pack of colorful candies.

Octavia was stunned and raised her head suddenly, and what she saw was the figure of Igna, who was squatting on the ground and talking to him. fly away.

All that was left in the room was the wound medicine on the ground.

"…"

Ignat, who left through illusion, quietly looked at Octavius ​​in the small warehouse through the crack of the door.

I saw the little girl stood there for a while, then squatted down carefully and picked up the pile of wound medicine he left behind. And together with the candy, I hugged it hard.