She is not an investigator.

"I have something I'd like to discuss with you, Silas?"

Still, no one answered.

Igris pushed the door with some confusion, only to find that it was not locked and she easily pushed it open.

Inside the small wooden cabin, Silas was leaning back in a chair, motionless, as if he were asleep.

But at his age, he wouldn't be so foolish as to sleep in a chair.

"Silas?"

Igris slowly approached him, and seeing that he was motionless, gently checked his breath.

"..."

Igris took a step back and then kicked the chair, which startled Silas awake. He turned to look at Igris.

"Oh my god...you scared me to death! What's wrong? What do you need me for?"

"I thought you were dead."

Igris curled her lip and looked at the old man in front of her with an unfriendly tone.

"Haha...How could that be? Miss Igris, what brings you here?"

He specifically mentioned Miss Igris, probably to make a sarcastic remark about her, or perhaps just to remind her that she is now a young lady of high birth.

"I'm looking for a book, the book of answers."

Igris crossed her arms and looked at Silas, who had suddenly fallen silent.

"So I was wondering if you knew anything."

"The Book of Answers... What do you want with it?"

"You only need to answer my questions; you don't need to worry about anything else."

It seems he does indeed know about this ancient book, and Igris doesn't need to waste any more time. As long as it can be destroyed, its influence and pollution should stop, and Mirabelle, who lives here, will probably be safe.

“I do know this book. Mirabelle’s mother… your aunt, had an accident because of this book. The forbidden knowledge she and Igris learned also came from this book… It’s dangerous, so dangerous that it shouldn’t be opened or looked at.”

“It’s in this manor, but its existence will affect Mirabelle. I need to find it and destroy it. It’s that simple.”

"Destroy it? You can't do that. It's not some simple book, you..."

Igris's straight sword suddenly shot out and pierced the ground in front of him.

"Tell me where it is, and then don't ask anything else."

Igris' patience was limited; she didn't need advice or reminders. She knew what she was doing and didn't want to waste any more time.

But Silas, looking at the sharp blade so close to his face, shook his head indifferently.

"I don't know where it is."

"what?"

"It should have been taken away by those Special Investigations agents, but they didn't. The book is lost, and no one can find it, even though everyone knows it's in this manor."

Igris frowned and said in an unfriendly tone.

"In other words, this place has likely been influenced by that book for who knows how many years?"

“I can’t be sure about anything, but I’ve lived here for over sixty years and nothing has happened since.”

Silas sighed and added.

"Except for you coming here."

"...I've learned some unusual information. That book can pollute the life and space around us. Do you know anything about this?"

"I've never seen anything like it before. Everything here is very ordinary and commonplace. I can't find anything suspicious..."

Igris silently sheathed her weapon, but her brows furrowed even deeper.

“I’m going to take Mirabelle away from here.”

"You should ask her for her opinion; she has always wanted to leave here."

Igris silently turned around, preparing to go directly to Mirabelle, but Silas stopped her again.

"When you came, you did see those things buried in this cemetery, didn't you?"

"The fact that you gave me these things means you already knew all along, doesn't it?"

"Of course... what did they promise you? Knowledge? Wealth? Or power?"

There was nothing there.

"what?"

Igris turned around and said, word by word.

"I didn't get anything, I just wanted to get out of that device, so I did it, it's that simple."

Silas seemed surprised by the answer. He turned to look at the cemetery, as if recalling something or pondering something.

Igris wasn't going to waste any more time, but Silas's voice came again.

“They give you more than just that, but you don’t realize it… and you don’t know what that gift is.”

A gift?

Igris looked at the hilt of the sword in her hand; perhaps, to her, this was a gift.

She is not a greedy person; at least for now, she is already very satisfied.

"Are you coming with us, Silas?"

"No, of course not. My mission is to guard this cemetery. You should leave. That way, my mission will probably be over."

Igris fell silent and turned to walk into the manor.

……

Down the mountain, in a small wooden cabin.

Daphne finally woke up, but her expression was slightly distorted.

"It feels like...like I drank fake alcohol."

She was still very sleepy, and the curse from the witch was still there, but she seemed to have slept for too long.

"There's a problem..."

Daphne looked at her hands and her somewhat blurry vision, then shook her head vigorously.

This action also drew the attention of others.

"Daphne? What's wrong?"

Talia came closer, looking at her inexplicably weak appearance with some concern.

Igris didn't really hurt her last night, but her physical condition is extremely poor right now.

"I don't know... I feel... my body feels so strange..."

Daphne tried to stand up, but in the next instant, she suddenly fell to the ground, and her movements began to become increasingly sluggish.

"What I did yesterday..."

Daphne quickly recalled everything that had happened yesterday, and soon she found one that was completely different from her actions in the previous days.

She was coerced by Igris into being taken to the manor.

"...Is it...a curse?"

The Gods' Fools - The Gravedigger and the Violet: Chapter Twenty-Four, Death

Igris pushed open the door and went back into Mirabell's room. To her relief, this time she didn't go to sleep. Instead, she leaned against the bed and carefully looked at the violets in the flowerpot.

The violets seemed to be withering more severely, but Mirabelle was still helpless to do anything about it.

“Igris, you’re back…”

Mirabelle seemed very depressed. Seeing her beloved flower turned into this state must have been a huge blow to her.

"Come with me and leave this place."

Igris said without hesitation.

"…leave?"

Mirabell paused, not even looking at the flower again, and asked in surprise.

"Leave...where to? Now?"

"Leave here, go anywhere, I can take good care of you."

"...I'm the older sister, but why so suddenly?"

Igris was silent for a moment, then turned to look out the window.

"Silas is dead."

"what?!"

Mirabelle was startled and looked out the window as well, but in that cemetery, Silas was still cleaning the graveyard, looking full of energy.

“…Igris, this isn’t funny.”

“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to say that I wanted to take you away from here so that I could complete my duties smoothly. Besides… you really need an opportunity to start a new life. Let’s do it together.”

Igris spoke very seriously, and Mirabelle listened very attentively.

But Mirabell shook her head and said...

"I can't just leave like this. Silas is family too. If I just leave..."

He will be very happy.

Igris interrupted Mirabell and said to her in an unquestionable manner.

Mirabelle was silent for a moment, then shook her head.

Even if you say that…

Mirabelle.