A Fallen Knight-Lost art of Necromancy - Chapter 244

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“I am bored, Camy. Talk to me please”

“Camy”

“What is happening with you and Vladis?”

“Why did he turn his back to Arthur?”

“Did they do anything to you?”

No matter how many times she asked, she always met with silence. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be. It had been days but there was no news of Arthur. She felt heartbroken but wailing would do no good. She wondered if her brother knew that she was kidnapped.

She hopes he didn’t know or else he might break.

What should she do?

Give up?

This was so not like her. It had been days since those three loyal dogs of Vladella left. There were just three of them and Vladis, who was equivalent to air, in the shady house. Vladella was a busy woman. Most of the time she was either out or in her study, cooking some devious schemes.

Feeling bored she tried to go for some exploration. She wasn’t chained or imprisoned that she thought she would be, they allowed her to roam inside the house, even enjoy the sunlight but Vldealla room was prohibited.

They had warned everyone to not even think about entering inside. Even Vladis, her own son, was banned. She wondered what kind of Voodoo magic she used to do there.

Creepy, but how was she able to do it? She wasn’t a witch then?

She suddenly became curious about Vladella. If she thinks back now, she knows only a fraction of what she is in real life.

“I need to find out what she is cooking or else everyone would be endangered.”

Taking brisk steps, she quickly stood in front of her door. The moment she touched the knob, she had double thoughts, but it was too late to have cold feet. The opportunity was just too good to be missed. Camy was tending to flowers.

She never knew she had such a hobby. While Vladis was gone with Vladella, that makes her the only one inside the house.

Creak!

Pushing a little she opened the door and walked inside. She was a little disappointed by her room as she didn’t find any gothic interior or beast hiding inside the closet. The room was simple, a little too simple. With walls painted grey, there were just necessities like a cabinet, Vanity mirror, bed, and some shelves. Her room looked rather empty. Opening closets, she rummaged through them but it had nothing except papers. She took a glance at them but failed at understanding. From the looks of it, it was her work. All the cases, she worked when she was chancellor.

This really creeped her out.

Why would she even keep them stored? It was a thrash, just a pile of useless papers. Carrying on, she searched the entire room but didn’t find anything. She failed to understand why this room was off-limits. It was not like there were treasures hidden here. She was going to leave but her foot hit the desk and she fell on the ground, with a diary on her head. She had thought it was a useless diary just like the council reports but was shocked when she saw a photograph on the backside of the diary.

Quickly sitting up, she stared at the photo for some time in case her mind was playing tricks on her. The photo contained two girls, one was Vladella as her face didn’t really change much and another face was strikingly familiar. The eyes, she had seen them somewhere. She tried her best to remember but her hands turned cold when she came up with a conclusion. Her conjured hypothesis was just too wild.

The other girl was Vlasella. Both the sisters were just too different in features but seeing them together, she was able to draw up similarities.

It was definitely Vlasella.

Was this the reason why she felt Vlasella was a little familiar when she met him at the Soyle empire? But it was so absurd. She wondered whether they had some connection with each other.

“Oh my god. What should I do? It’s such a big piece of news, I must tell Arthur”

“But how?” She was desperate.

However, she controlled her emotions and read her diary as fast as she could. It seems like Vladella had the habit of writing everything at the end of the day inside the diary, not everything, but just the highlights.  As the pages flipped, so was her sharp breath. One after another, everything came as a shock. She read what her father did, how her parents died. What happened in reality and what was the big game plan.

It took her two hours to finish with it. When she was done, half of her face was wet with tears. Her eyes were blurry, face covered with total shock. It wasn’t an exaggeration to say, at the current moment it was Ciel, who knew everything that happened in the past. What Is happening in the present and what will happen in future. At least, it was her predictions, but they all were based on what she read.

She knew it was not safe to sit here so quickly placed the diary back on the shelf and went back to her room. For the rest of the day, she didn’t come out, not even for food. When Camy came inside with a food tray, Ciel once again cried her eyes out. She knew it was useless to tell Camy about anything, as for Vladis, he had already sided with Vladella so there was no use of it to tell him either. But if she didn’t, everyone she loved was going to die.

She was frustrated as she didn’t know what she should do.

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“I am bored, Camy. Talk to me please”

“Camy”

“What is happening with you and Vladis?”

“Why did he turn his back to Arthur?”

“Did they do anything to you?”

No matter how many times she asked, she always met with silence. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be. It had been days but there was no news of Arthur. She felt heartbroken but wailing would do no good. She wondered if her brother knew that she was kidnapped.

She hopes he didn’t know or else he might break.

What should she do?

Give up?