The Divine Hunter

  Chapter 38 No such person found

  There is still a long time before noon.

  Roy left the lower city and quickly returned to Cardell’s house. He hid outside the classroom and looked inside. The students were listening intently to Cardell’s lecture on history from the podium.

  Vivien sits alone in the last row.

  The time card is just right. Now the whole school, except for him and the fat cook who has been in the kitchen, everyone is in the classroom.

  Roy sneaked into the office of the principal on the second floor, saw that the door was locked, and ran to the far left of the corridor, half of his body leaned out of the guardrail to observe the second floor window on the side of the house.

The window was wide open, not far from the corridor, and not high from the ground. Roy took a deep breath and squatted on the guardrail. He estimated the distance and squatted several times. Then the tight springs on both legs seemed to loosen instantly. Open, the whole person is like a big bird fluttering past, his arms stretched out, and successfully buckled the window sill.

   He pushed his waist and turned into the room flexibly like a cat. For him, who is not weaker than an adult, this set of movements is not difficult.

  The room was exactly the same as when Roy came the first day. He went straight to the desk behind the bookshelf and pulled a few drawers and cabinets.

  Unfortunately, all of them are locked. But let him leave like this, and he was not reconciled, so he searched everywhere in the room, bookshelves, sofas, pen holders...

  Half an hour later, Roy was pleasantly surprised to take out a copper key from a book of poems called "Moon Age" in the corner of the bookshelf. Insert it into the keyhole of the cabinet near the corner of the table.

   With a crisp sound of "card", the cuboid-shaped cabinet under the desk was opened, revealing several neatly stacked sheets of paper.

  The first day Roy came to school, the personal information registration form left was in it. According to Cardell at the time, every freshman enrolled in the school needs to do the same registration. The registration information includes the specific date of enrollment, name, gender, age, home address, relatives, and a simple description of appearance, such as hair and eye color. , Birthmarks or scars on the body.

  According to Roy’s idea, if Vivien’s younger brother did have someone and went to school at the Cardell House, then there must be such a record.

  Where you pass, you will leave traces.

  Even if no one remembers the "him", the text will never lie on its own.

  The registration form has been sorted by Cardell according to the year of enrollment, and put it in the same pile in which year enrolled. Roy has a rough count and there are 13 thin piles, which means that the Cardell House has existed for at least so many years.

  Starting from 1248, there were only two or three registration forms in the first year, and then increased year by year. In the last three or four years, it has become stable, and there are almost 30 new students every year.

  The vast majority of freshmen enrolled every year, and old students graduate and leave school around the May festival, and there are very few such as Roy who jump in halfway through the line.

He sighed with emotion. The pile of unremarkable papers in front of him is the history of the Kadell House. It records how a school based solely on faith and serving poor children, where gangs and revolutionary forces are rampant in a chaotic era. , Step by step to grow to today’s scale.

  Thin and light paper has another unspeakable weight.

  Roy carefully flipped through the pages one by one. He didn't read it word by word. It was too slow, and he didn't recognize some words. He only looked at the year of enrollment, name, and kinship, and it was within six or seven years, because the Cardell House allows students to stay for up to five years.

   "Hill...it's not right,"

   "Flick... the family is wrong,"

   "Karls... the home address is wrong,"

   More than two hundred registration forms, which were browsed in a quarter of an hour, and there were a few piles of empty forms mixed with them, perhaps Cadell used to comfort him, and then he checked the second and third times.

  After three times, Roy sighed long, with a complex expression on his face, folding the registration form neatly, and then locked it back in the cabinet.

  Roy could not find a trace of information about Vivien’s brother. This conclusion made him feel that most of the investigation had been completed, and the result was not unexpected, and it made him feel uncomfortable.

  Exactly Vivien has some kind of mental illness?

  In these dozens of stacks of records, there are some that Roy feels very familiar with. Those are the children who are still in school.

  Two of them impressed him. They recorded a boy who appeared in Vivien's diary—Mifen who had a fight with him.

   and the boy with a scar under his eyes, the outstanding graduate Helheim who Kadell had painted.

  Roy glanced at the wall clock, there was still 1 hour to 12 o'clock, and after lunch, he was going to ask Mifen and finally add some evidence.

   Roy hesitated before leaving the room. Out of curiosity, he opened another drawer with a copper key.

   "Well, book, quill, ink..."

   "Cosmetics? I can't see that the stern and stern-faced teacher Kadell is also a beauty-loving woman,"

   "Well, this is?" Surprisingly, Roy found a crumpled notice in the third corner drawer...

"The great revolutionary leader of Eddesberg, Vernon Ryan, ran for the benefit of the people, but was arrested and imprisoned by the cruel Baron Tavik for three months. The righteous men who went to the protest march were violently suppressed by the baron. ! But the revolution will never compromise, new teams are being assembled..."

  A bright light dispelled the fog in my mind.

  Roy finally remembered the identity of the outstanding graduate, Helheim. Isn't this scarred boy the same man in the cloak who ran into a revolutionary notice when he left the dwarf mansion, a member of the revolutionary army?

  There was such a notice hidden in the drawer of Kadell, and he kept saying that he had sent outstanding graduates to work in the field.

   So obviously, this respectable lady principal must have inextricably linked relations with the revolutionary army. Thinking about it, Roy even thinks that Cadell has a pivotal position in the revolutionary army. The entire school was created by her to train the backbone of the revolutionary army.

  Yes... He still remembers the history lesson that Cadell told by chance when he came to school on the first day.

  At that time, he had a strange feeling that the principal seemed to be more inclined to the position of the revolutionary army, criticizing Edsberg and even the upper class in the Kingdom of Aden.

   Then everything makes sense. The supporter behind this Kadell House is the Revolutionary Army! According to his performance, if he stays for a few more years, Kadell may have a showdown with himself.

  Roy took a deep breath, feeling quite mixed. Obviously, he was only here to check the information of Vivien's brother, but he did not expect to catch Cadell's heel by mistake.

  So, is Vivien’s own brother related to Cardell and was sneaked into the revolutionary team by the other party, just like Helheim?

  Roy quickly rejected this idea. No matter how high Cardell’s status is in the revolutionary army, she is a human being, and it is unlikely that Vivien, her family, and neighbors will lose their memories. Even Helheim left a portrait and registration form, but the "him" just didn't.

  Old Bob’s testimony, coupled with the missing registration form, is enough to show that the "he" in the diary does not exist. If Mifen in the diary denies, then...

  (End of this chapter)