She is not an investigator.

"Now my dream is to be able to walk normally. Compared to that, the piano is nothing."

"So there really is a piano here?"

"Of course...would you like to hear it?"

Although Mirabelle said she had given up her dream of playing the piano, it was indeed something she often did in her spare time.

As a result, she is still able to play some relatively simple pieces skillfully.

"Let's talk about it when we get back. I want to go and take a look at that cemetery."

From the moment Iglesias entered the manor, she was particularly interested in the unusual locations she noticed, especially the graveyards, which were even cleaned by dedicated staff—something that was a stark contrast to Mirabell's own manor, which was never maintained.

"Silas should be there too. He often talks to me about you, although you're not quite the same as the person he describes..."

Mirabelle still remembers the little joke Igris made when she first greeted her; after all, it was really awful.

There are only two people in such a large estate. If thieves or robbers were to break in, they would have no chance of resisting and would likely be in danger.

However, it seems that due to the legendary curse, no one comes here. Not to mention thieves and robbers, even passersby are unwilling to approach this place.

“I’d also like to have a little chat with him and take a look at the cemetery.”

Igris pushed Mirabell slowly toward the distant cabin and said softly.

"And, aren't you afraid living alone in a place like this?"

"Fear?"

Mirabelle didn't understand what Igris meant. She was an adult, old enough to live independently, so why would she be afraid of living alone?

"Isn't this all a cemetery? Aren't you afraid of encountering something... terrible in such a gloomy place? Like monsters or ghosts or something."

"I didn't expect you to have such a childlike heart."

Igris hadn't expected to get this answer.

Perhaps because she's been in contact with those things for so long, she's almost forgotten that not everyone in this world believes in the concept of the soul.

Not to mention ghosts, which are unlikely to be believed to exist unless they appear in front of you.

However, it still feels strange to be told that she has a childlike heart, even though she does feel that she is getting younger and younger.

So you don't actually have this kind of trouble?

"Of course, I'm an adult, I'm not that timid."

Mirabelle said matter-of-factly, glancing furtively at Igris as if to ascertain whether Igris was afraid of these things.

"In the end, you were still scared by my joke."

"How can that be the same? If you woke up and found a stranger looking around your room, wouldn't you be scared too?"

Mirabell crossed her arms and turned to look at Igris.

Igris briefly imagined the scene, then couldn't help but smile.

"If I wake up and find a stranger looking around the room, I think he should be the one who's scared."

"...You really are an amazing guy."

"You can praise me even more."

"This is not a compliment..."

As they talked, the two arrived at the wooden house located next to the cemetery.

Silas was sweeping fallen leaves when he saw the two of them. He put down his broom and walked over to greet them.

"It seems you two get along well, which puts my mind at ease."

Mirabelle is indeed likable.

Igris smiled, and Mirabell couldn't help but turn to look at Igris before silently turning back.

Seeing this, Silas laughed happily.

"Miss hasn't been this happy in a long time. Thank you for your help."

"It's nothing—actually, I was just a little curious about these tombstones, so I came over to take a look."

Igris quickly changed the subject, since if they continued talking, they might not get back to the main point for a long time.

Silas nodded and pointed to the nearest tombstone.

“These are the remains of the owners of the manor throughout the ages, people who dedicated their lives to their families… They are people I respect, and it is my duty to look after these tombstones and protect their peace.”

Igris glanced at the words carved on the stone tablet, but her expression showed a hint of doubt.

"There's no name written on it?"

"Of course... their names won't be engraved on their tombstones, and that's why they can enjoy the purest peace."

There was no name written on the tombstone, but something else was written on it.

"Doubt is the starting point of wisdom, and truth emerges from constant questioning."

Igris softly read the proverb carved on the tombstone, and in the next moment, endless mist suddenly surged towards her, instantly obscuring everything around her.

The surroundings became silent, and the sky turned pitch black.

Directly in front of Igris, a hunched-over unfamiliar figure slowly raised his head and looked at Igris.

"Welcome... stranger."

The Gods' Fools - The Gravedigger and the Violet: Chapter Six, What Are You Searching For?

He had messy curly hair, a gaunt and strange figure, and heavy dark circles under his eyes. Even with his body hunched over, he still sent chills down people's spines.

As Igris sized him up, he was also sizing her up.

However, compared to Igris, his gaze was more sinister and aggressive.

He's dangerous, that was the first thought that popped into Igris's mind.

"What are you looking for here?"

He rubbed his neck and asked, somewhat bored.

"Power? Knowledge? Or wealth?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Everyone who comes here has a strong desire. Those who can take something away from here become the leaders of the times. Ask yourself, what do you really want?"

Igris frowned and shook her head slightly.

“I don’t know how I got here, but I’m not interested in that. I just want to go back.”

“Go back… Ah, go back, of course… I thought you would at least be interested in the treasures I mentioned.”

The man put his hands in his pockets and tossed a sword hilt to Igris.

"Come on... fight me, kill me, and you can leave this place."

"What? Are you crazy?"

Despite saying that, Igris still took the hilt and looked at the strangely shaped metal hilt.

Its structure looked complex and unique, which made her feel a strange resemblance to her own pistol.

"Crazy? Haha... There will always be people who say that about me. Indeed, I am crazy."

The man was hunched over, one hand covering his face, and he was smiling sinisterly.

“You can call me Hyde. Of course I have other names, but those aren’t me… Anyway, you wouldn’t understand. Come on, kill me with the weapon in your hand, and I’ll let you go.”

Igris frowned, gently rotated the hilt of her sword, and in the next moment, the metal blade sprang out from the overlapping layers, transforming into a slender, one-handed straight sword.

It's very light, the kind that Igris could wield with ease.

"Isn't there any other way? I don't want to hurt anyone."

"Your arrogance had better be proportional to your ability."

Hyde also took out an identical sword hilt, flicked out the blade, and pointed it at Igris in front of him.

"You won't have many more chances..."

Igris remained silent for a moment, but finally gripped her sword tightly and pointed it at Hyde in front of her.

"I have one more question before we start the war."

"Go ahead."

"You're dead, aren't you?"

Hyde suddenly fell silent, then couldn't help but chuckle.

"It was Jekyll buried in the grave, not Hyde."

Then, he looked at Igris again.

"You're very perceptive and have a good imagination. Are you a detective or a lawyer?"

"Neither... I'm an assassin."

Igris hesitated for a moment, then added.

"Vampire Slayer".

"interesting…"

Hyde slowly stepped forward and gently touched his straight sword to Igris's, producing a crisp sound.

"Then you can try to kill me as if I were one of those monsters."

"...As you wish."

The two blades separated one after the other, but Hyde quickly lunged forward again and swung his straight sword at Igris.

Igris raised her weapon to block the attack, but was forced back several steps by the immense force from the blade.

Hyde gave Igris no time to recover, charging forward again with his straight sword pointed at her throat.

Igris parried again with her sword, but Hyde's blade suddenly changed direction, as if he had anticipated Igris's actions, and pierced her shoulder directly.

Blood stained the blade, and Hyde stopped what he was doing, looking at Igris, who was already injured after only a short exchange.