The ride back to the town was slower than the first day they arrived. Everyone in the carriage was silently admiring the view outside without exchanging a word, however, for Lucien, her mind was rolling back and forth.
The voice of the flower spirit hasn't stopped yet.
*~Eh, they are here again...~~*
*~Why wouldn't they know these graveyards are empty? ~*
*~My mother told me that not a single body had been buried but no one knows about that. ~Not even the town people. ~*
Lucien's attention was no more on the flickering light but with an empty mind. It wasn't until Renee tapped on her shoulder.
"I saw what you did in that town." She half whispered. Wilma had her head out of the window while Alina was dozing on and off unable to put her head up.
"..."
"I know you are a modest lady who doesn't appreciate their good deeds to be found." Renee lightly chuckles when Lucien was clearly trying to act like a dumb person.
"I... did nothing."
