When time paused again, there was no one outside the city wall.

Louis found Rudelson and his group in the castle.

At this time, the maids were doing the welcoming work.

"Mr. Tutt, thank you for coming all the way here."

Butler Martin bowed to the priest of the god of love.

Cardinal Tutt smiled and said, "It's okay. You can understand my sudden visit. I should thank you."

Rudelson on the side smiled and said:

"Martin, I'll just take him."

Bishop Eros smiled and said, "The painting I asked for before..."

Rudelson said: "We are ready, but why do you come in person..."

Bishop Tutt shook his head and said, "It's mainly about the letter you mailed to me before."

He waved the paper in his hand.

Louis leaned forward to take a look.

It says:

"Dear Bishop Tutt Ulok, this is a painting by Miss Celine. She seems to have a genius disease."

"But she seems unwilling to tell me what type of genius she has. The Church of Love knows the most about people like her. I hope you can help me investigate."

"Of course, if we can find the best treatment, the Marquisate will offer a reasonable price."

"——Your friend Rudelson"

Louis was a little surprised.

Rudelson seems to have a very good relationship with the Church of Eros, or rather, with the cardinal.

But if Louis remembered correctly, the church that first started hunting down Rudelson was not even the Church of the God of Glory and Justice.

The first to take action was the Church of Love.

At this time, Rudelson had already taken his guests to the living room.

He handed Miss Celine's paintings to Bishop Tutt.

"You could have brought a letter instead of traveling all the way to the territory."

Pastor Tutt glanced outside the door and saw that the rumored Ms. Xilin had not caught up, so he whispered:

“I have helped many talented and sick artists.”

“People with genius rarely get along well with their families.”

"Therefore, many people will choose to conceal their illness."

"But Miss Celine...she didn't even tell her family that he had genius disease."

"This situation is more serious than I thought. The point is, Rudelson, do you know that the degree of miracles of genius disease is also divided into different levels?"

Rudelson shook his head.

"Byron Territory is not a province with a strong artistic background. I have only heard of it before, but other than you, I have never seen anyone like you."

Reverend Tutt shook his head and said, "I went to Miss Celine's parents' house and found a few paintings left after her parents burned them."

"A lot of the words inside have disappeared, leaving only a blank background."

"This is the strongest type of genius disease, creating miracles."

“So here I am.”

"I'm scared. I'm scared that I'm late."

Pastor Tutt chuckled and said, "You should know my situation."

Rudelson nodded: "You are also a patient of genius disease, so I asked for your opinion."

Pastor Tutt said: "Yes...I was also troubled by genius disease in the past, and now my hands are gradually losing the ability to write."

Rudelson's eyes widened:

"How come I've never heard of this?"

"After all, this is not a glorious thing." Pastor Tut smiled gently, "No one likes others to know their physical defects."

"……Feel sorry."

Pastor Tutt said: "Sometimes I wonder why God is so cruel to me because He wants to take away the hands that a pianist relies on for his livelihood."

Rudelson said with some sadness:

"You can't play it now?"

Pastor Tutt shook his head:

"No, I almost couldn't play it... But I was able to play it a dozen more times, otherwise you wouldn't have seen me by now."

“…”

Rudelson gritted his teeth and said, "So has your genius disease been cured?"

Pastor Tutt shook his head again:

"There is currently no cure for genius disease."

"There is no treatment? Shouldn't you be..."

"This is because... I gave up piano playing, which I regarded as my life. This was the simplest and quickest solution."

Rudelson's expression became even more serious:

"Is this the only way?"

Pastor Tutt said, "Yes, this is the only way currently. People who suffer from genius disease are not ordinary people."

“Among the world’s top artists, less than one percent will suffer from this disease.”

"And it's very common for people like me to lose their organs that are responsible for their functions."

"The rarest... is the kind that directly deprives the source of life."

"But even among genius patients, this situation may not occur once in a thousand years."

"So, I came over."

Rudelson's expression was as gloomy as water.

Pastor Tutt almost told him directly that Xilin was a very rare case.

“…”

He sat on the sofa with his head tilted back and said nothing.

After a moment, Reverend Tutt suddenly said, "Although Miss Xilin didn't tell you the situation, you should have guessed it, right?"

He stood up and said:

"I'll go ask Miss Xilin first, and then I'll talk to you in detail."

The atmosphere at the scene was so depressing that even Louis could see it with his own eyes.

In the side hall, Louis saw Reverend Tutt say to Miss Celine: "Madam, have you not told the Marquis the truth yet?"

Xilin was silent for a long time before she slowly said, "Yes... I am a selfish person and I don't want to tell him now."

“No matter who you are, if you know you have to live with someone who is about to die, you probably won’t be too happy.”

She lowered her head, looking somewhat depressed:

"Actually, I also want to leave here quietly because I don't want to hurt Rudelson."

"But the warmth that Rudelson gave me... made me reluctant to leave him."

"So, so I want to wait a little longer."

"Bishop, could you please keep it a secret for me and let me spend some more happy time here?"

Reverend Tutt looked at the teacup in his hand and felt that the tea was a little hot.

Pastor Tutt sighed and said, "It shouldn't be the case. Your Earl's Mansion has its own attending physician."

"The problem of genius disease is not uncommon in Tino City."

"Why has it gone unnoticed for so long?"

Miss Celine put down her teacup and said:

"It's a long story..."

Pastor Tutt said: "Please let me be the tree hole for dumping garbage."

Miss Xilin showed a sad expression: "Your Excellency the Bishop, do you know?"

"In the world of the Earl's Mansion, I will only be a supporting role."

"As a younger sister, I will fully support my brother as the heir."

"As a sister, I have to sacrifice for my sick sister as a matter of course."

"I don't allow any greed in my life."

"I'm afraid of thunder and want to sleep with my mother."

"She would tell me she was too tired today and asked me to go back to my room."

"I begged her for just one night, but she said she was too tired after coaxing her sister, and that as a sister, I should give in to my sister."

"If I showed obvious resistance, at best I would get scolded, at worst I would get a slap in the face."

"…and 'I wish my sister was half as healthy as you.'"

Her smile gradually calmed down: "Anyway, if I tell them when I feel unwell, they will think I am faking illness to gain sympathy."

"They said I was much happier than the orphans in the imperial capital."

"Then he said if I behaved any more, he would throw me into the slums."

Hard.

Louis' fists hardened.

Although he had already noticed something when he went to Xilin's parents' house, he never expected it to be like this...

Anyway, as he listened, he wanted to beat someone up on behalf of the poor lady.

The psychological trauma caused by the original family may take a lifetime to heal.

Pastor Tutt sighed and said:

“I used to like playing the piano, too.”

“I was born into a knight family. My family always hoped that I would follow the path of knighthood, but I loved playing music deeply.”

“Only when I play the piano can I let go of all my worries.”

"Perhaps you are, too."

“Especially when you see your work being loved by everyone, you really can’t describe it in words.”

"I spent the first half of my life like that, until my fingers started to fail to express what I wanted to play..."

"I was really desperate at the time and even wanted to end my life."

"In order to adjust my mentality, I chose to travel. It was also during the travel that I realized that there are many people like me in the Church of Love."

“So I had a new idea.”

"I'm going to be with you, hoping that genius disease will no longer be an incurable disease."

"That's why, after I found out about your situation, I couldn't just stand by and watch... Am I just dreaming too much?"

Xilin shook her head and said nothing more.

Louis' ears twitched slightly, and he left the room and went to the door.

Sure enough, he saw Rudelson outside the door.

He was sitting on the windowsill on the porch, looking sad, but mostly angry.

Louis approached him and heard him mutter to himself: "This is too much..."

"Now I understand why that smile on her face looked so strange."

"Why is she so excited when I take her to the market?"

"And they always do things that are puzzling."

"There is a high wall in front of her, taller than the pale wall of Byron Territory, isolating her from the outside world."

Time began to speed up again.

After stopping, Louis saw Celine in her bedroom.

She was holding a drawing board, drawing something.

Louis looked forward and saw that it was clearly the Bull-Headed Chief he had seen before.

Xilin has completed most of the painting.

The movements and gestures of the Bull-Headed Chief are so vivid that they jump off the page.

The only thing that has not been colored yet is the pair of cruel eyes.

The moonlight fell on the windowsill. Xilin stopped writing and said softly:

"Although it's a little uncomfortable, it feels like I'm using the child I created..."

"But, I want to help him. Help him find the monster's weakness."

"He was genuinely worried about me, and I didn't want him to get hurt."

"He's going to die anyway, so drawing a little more won't hurt!"

The girl picked up the necklace Rudelson gave her and held the magic core tightly:

"Rudelson, it's just as you said, it's really warm."

She quietly hid the painting, got up and went to a martial arts training ground.

On the field, Rudelson was using necromancy flexibly to cause damage to the high-speed moving targets on the field.

As if he had noticed the gaze of his beloved, Rudelson turned to look at her.

Although he was a man in his 20s, his eyes lit up when he saw Xilin.

He used his magic power to jump and came to Xilin's side:

"Why don't you rest a little longer?"

Xilin smiled and shook her head and said, "I'm fine."

But as soon as she finished speaking, her expression turned pale.

Rudelson's panicked voice came from the corridor: "Xilin 1"

When Xilin woke up again, she was already in bed.

Rudelson exhaled and said, "You're awake!"

"Yeah, I'm fine, I just suddenly felt a little out of breath."

"Tut said that you are like this because of overwork."

Xilin whispered:

"It's because I didn't sleep well last night. I will pay attention to resting early next time."

Rudelson shook his head and said, "You know how your eyes roll when you're lying? Just like you just said."

Xilin subconsciously covered her eyes.

Rudelson said dissatisfiedly:

“I saw it!”

"Can't you just pretend you don't know?"

"No, because you're like glass and will break if you're not careful."

Xilin spread her fingers and whispered:

"Rudelson..."

"I'm here."

"Don't be so nice to me, okay? If you do this, I think I'll be sad when I leave."

Rudelson said:

"Then don't leave. You won't be sad if you don't leave."

Xilin looked at him quietly, with a gleam in her eyes.

Time began to speed up again.

When he stopped, Louis suddenly heard an explosion.

A violent shaking followed.

He flew out and took a look, only to see the huge bull-headed chief standing in the ruins of the castle, scanning the surroundings with ferocious eyes.

Rodelson's pupils constricted instantly:

"Xilin, get out of the way!"

"Wait a minute, Rudelson."

Xilin threw herself into his arms and said, "Don't do it. It won't attack us."

Rudelson seemed to understand something instantly. He looked at Xilin nervously:

"Xilin...you, used a miracle?"

His face turned visibly sour.

A genius patient pays a price every time he uses a miracle.

But he was afraid of scaring her, so his expression changed unpredictably.

Xilin looked up at him and turned her head away guiltily.

"Can you control it?"

Xilin nodded hard:

"He is the child I created... I am so sorry, I didn't expect him to be so big that he could collapse a corner of the castle."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you're not hurt."

"But……"

"Tell me first if you feel dizzy or short of breath... Never mind, I'll bring that stinky pastor here first."

(End of this chapter)