"Before entering this town, there was that cabin in the woods. It puzzles me why the exterior looks like it has been ransacked and abandoned. The weeds were left to grow and kill beneficial plants. Vines are spreading around the house without anyone to prune them. The house's door and windows appear to be old and could break at any time. Making our trespass easy. But when we got inside, there were a lot of dolls lined up on the shelves. They are arranged from the smallest at the top to the biggest at the bottom. There was not a speck of dust on the shelves. It proves the owner has been tenderly paying attention to his shelves and the state of the house. But why not fix the exterior of the house? If he doesn't fix the door, people will steal everything he has. It does not make sense. The interior is cozy, and there are clothes, food supplies, and fresh water at your disposal. For a town so starved those who have businesses were forced to migrate, leaving nothing but scraps to feed the beggars. How can that cabin have so much food? "
Lucien openly glared at the expressionless nun. "It was because it was laid as a trap. Whoever finds the cabin and enjoys the food in there, will be offered as a sacrifice and be eaten by the two – horned demon. "
At the mention of two – horned demon, the nun's face scrunched up. In fact, all of their faces showed expression for the first time; they were too identical.
"But we ran away. And because we were able to get out of the forest, it means that the two horned demons did not eat us on purpose or we were able to survive out of pure luck. Still, how can you let us live? You adopted us, you fed us, you were aware of what we heard in your office that day. That's why you deliberately killed yourself in the bathroom to trick us. In order to avoid us being suspicious of you. You let the demon you were hiding in your room chase after us and trick me into coming to your room and take these letters and book."
"Because I was older and more curious. You saw me snooping around in the basement to look for the hole as an escape route. That's why you sealed it beforehand. You want us to fall into panic seeing that we don't have anywhere to go."
"But your plans were disrupted because I was the one who instigated the game instead. That first demon and me did not play hide and seek, which is the game we must play for the sacrificial hunting to begin. You also did not expect the first demon to give me this whip. And foresaw the crisis of him being killed. Hence, you improvised. "
Lucien's mouth is dry because of thirst. His eyes traveled outside. Ever since the appearance of that demon and the flow of the game, there should be more than twenty hours that have passed. But the sky is still dark, as if the world stopped rotating and time stood still. This is not good. Now he begins to doubt whether his sense of time is correct or not. Aiden in his arms has fallen silent.
This little adorable protagonist of his must be tired. Lucien looked at the demons surrounding them who were blocking the door.
"Come here," the nun said quickly, her face fixed in a trance-like amiable smile, which is pretty much useless with that hideous face of hers.
"You both are obedient children. Father loves obedient children." She opened her hands wide in a welcoming gesture.
"We have not fallen into a trance from the spell we uttered." Lucien spat. He looked down at the whip on Aiden. He put Aiden at his back and gestured to the hidden spot where he hid the children and the hole Lucien had urged Aiden to use as an escape route earlier.
If he is not wrong, that wall like camouflage surface is some kind of flimsy wood. The nun just used some kind of enchantment to fool their eyes. Lucien did not see Aiden nod, but he knew the little protagonist understood.
"Obedient children…" Lucien continued to spill all his observations, trying to buy some time for the protagonist.
"At first, that phrase made me realize the identity of the first demon. But when I said it on a whim earlier, trying to see what reaction you might have, you said, 'Father loves an obedient child, I am also an obedient mother.' Since that phrase is a spell created by the two horned demon, his servants will surely expose their identity and would dare not hide it in his presence. It could also take control of the victims, making them the two horned demon's slave. Your words made me realize who you really are. That first demon father is Bruno. I can understand the woman's obsession with him. But if she is you, she would not say 'mother', she would say 'wife'. Like how she address herself in her diary. "
Lucien paused, observing how the mask was slowly crumbling from the nun's face. "Would you care to tell me, what really happened to your daughter and her family? And why are you possessing her body?"
The nun broke into laughter. As she did so, the black hole in her eyes cracked and debris fell. Her saggy and wrinkled skin peeled off, revealing a beautiful woman with pitch black eyes.
"Impressive, little boy. Am I a fool for giving you my daughter's letters? Maybe I should have added more convincing dramas to completely fool you."
Lucien shook his head. "No need. No matter how many letters I read, I could still pinpoint who you are. " Because its useless to pretend in front of the two horned demon's spell.
She raised her eyebrow at him. The daughter's diary is not kidding when she writes her mother is beautiful. Lucien wondered how many poor souls were sacrificed to maintain that youthful skin.
"If you are asking for my daughter, I believe her letters made it clear. She is gone. As payment for the curse, both her body and soul were destroyed. I really should thank her for her efforts. Because of her, this town is finally mine."