Chapter 2431 Backyard Cemetery

John has already begun to doubt whether his actions are correct - he just sneaked out after accidentally catching some suspicious points on the banquet table. Is this trip really worth it? It's not like he hasn't visited the position at the back of the first floor. What can he see here?

Besides, even if there really was some secret here, how likely was it that it would actually happen to be useful to him? Judging from the situation in the past few days, the lord of the living corpses has never taken any precautions against him from the beginning, has he?

Maybe... it's just something that we simply don't want that Weasley to find out. It doesn't matter if I see it or not?

John thought so in his mind as he walked down the increasingly dark corridor.

However, now that everything has come, and the risk that should be taken has been taken, he obviously has no reason to give up halfway. The only thing to do right now is to move forward and use your eyes to confirm for yourself whether there is a corresponding answer to the doubts you noticed before.

Of course, if you can really see something shouldn't be seen, it will probably be the biggest gain of this impulse!

...No, nothing, everything... At least it's no different from what I saw when I wandered over last time.

John rubbed the handle of the wand in his pocket, his eyes wandered back and forth in the darkness, taking a panoramic view of everything in the corridor. If it weren't for the worry that casting a spell here would lead to exposure, he actually wanted to try throwing a few detection spells around.

Not long after, John, who finally reached the end of the corridor, paused and stopped in front of a gate.

According to the architectural structure of Buckingham Palace, this place is just below the corner of the stairs where Ron's footprints were seen before turning back. If there is really any secret, it seems... probably in the back garden outside this door up.

But what's out there? Except for a long-dead and bare turf...or more precisely, the mud, there are only the same bare groves and a small lake—and the one in the middle of the palace that has been turned into a garden. Compared with the atrium, there is really nothing to see in the back garden now. He glanced out of the upstairs window two days ago.

Thinking of this, John stretched out his hands and grabbed the doorknob, and gently twisted it to carefully push it open a little. Then, he stretched his neck and looked out from the opened door...

Bai Ye didn't hang a light source outside today, and the sky was already very dark at this time, and the night outside seemed darker than in the corridor. He waited for a few seconds for his eyes to get used to it, and then gradually zoomed out.

Ok?

Suddenly, John felt as if he saw something... in the middle of the flat open space in front of the door, there seemed to be something standing upright.

Is that... a tombstone?

There are sporadic mentions in the materials collected by the Stewart family that Namaka McClain seems to have a mysterious large black stone tablet in his hand, which contains the mysteries of ancient magic. John would certainly like to have a look, too, if possible.

But the stone tablet erected outside is obviously not the stone tablet mentioned in the data.

Although I can't see it clearly here, just looking at the outline, I can tell that there is a neat row of stone monuments standing on the land.

Judging from the size... anyway, it looks like a tombstone.

John looked over there for a while and thought about it. After all, he opened the door that was only a little bit open, and then he pursed his lips and walked out quietly with his legs open. After he turned around and closed the door again, and after checking left and right, he found that there was indeed no one else around, and then he walked step by step in the direction of the row of extremely suspected tombstones.

The smell of freshly turned soil...is it really a tomb? Who will be buried under here? He walked forward, and soon saw that there seemed to be words engraved on the stele, and he simply bent over and approached one of them Look carefully at the stele.

... Caroline... Stuart?

There are not many words on the stele, except for a few numbers representing the year and date, there is only one name in the middle lying there alone. But this name is all too familiar to him!

Caroline, although she is a little farther away in the genealogy, can be regarded as his cousin.

In the workshop, Caroline, as a collector of wand core materials, was very reliable in her work, unlike her cousin who was always doing nothing. Even he, an unreliable wand maker, often troubles the other party when he completes the production tasks assigned by the quota every month.

Because Caroline has a good level in duels and actual combat, and she is very active, she also participated in this mission. So... In fact, if you want to talk about the fact that the other party is dead, since the time when he hid in the ruins and shivered, he already knew it well.

But……

Why... is it here? What's the matter with this tombstone? At this moment, John had forgotten to keep absolute silence, and subconsciously muttered, Wait! If this is the case, then the other Is the tombstone...

Talking to himself like this, John hurriedly turned his head and ran to the side, looking along the row of tombstones one by one.

Ryan...Gabriel...Christopher...This is Mr. Junkel!

It seems that the whole row of tombstones has not been carved yet, except for the few pieces in the middle, there are only dates but no names on the tombstones on both sides. Of course, this trivial matter is not important to John for the time being. What he wants to know most now is why these tombstones engraved with the names of his teammates appear here?

Was it the Lord of the Living Corpses who did it?

It must have been done by the lord of the living corpses!

But why did he do this?

To be honest, although the death of a teammate was sad for John, it was not an unacceptable thing. Everyone stepped into this disaster area with the awareness of death this time, and even himself, if Bai Ye hadn't rescued him in a timely manner, he would probably have died there already.

However, since he, John Stewart, was lucky enough to be alive, he should at least be obliged to make some things clear.

Let's think of a way! John, who had forced himself to calm down, looked at the tombstone in front of him and thought.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

you saw it?

At that moment, all the muscles in John's body tensed up, and goose bumps appeared on his back.

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