Yuffie and Lily left the bedroom together and quietly closed the door. On the way back, Yuffie grabbed a young maid who was cleaning the corridor. The maid turned her head and looked at her curiously.
"How long have you been here?" Yuffie asked.
"Let me think about it...I am thirty-one years old this year, which means it has been thirteen years!" the maid replied crisply.
In this case, there should be no problem. Yuffie exhaled and relaxed a little. "Can you tell me something about Madam's condition? This will help treat her illness."
"Of course!" The maid nodded vigorously.
What kind of answer was she expecting? Yuffie's thoughts were a little confused, but she still had a smile on her face. "Madam...do you have a good relationship with the Viscount?" she asked bluntly.
"Of course!" The maid's eyes sparkled. She didn't know whether it was because she mentioned the viscount or because she was able to talk to the lady's classmates. In her impression, wizards were probably always aloof. "Since I came here, Lord Viscount and Madam
We have always been very close, and just watching from the side makes me feel happy!" She clutched her chest tightly with both hands, "He has taken care of her as always during these years when my wife has been ill. If I can have such a husband, I will be happy for the rest of my life.
My life has not been in vain!”
"That's right." Yuffie nodded. She couldn't empathize with the maid's joy until she solved the doubts in her heart. "So, does Madam have any other close friends?"
"Madam used to go out with friends a lot, but after she got sick... she gradually stopped going out." The maid's expression dropped, and her voice sounded a little crying. "At first, they often came to see her, but Madam didn't seem to want to.
Let them see themselves like this, so almost no one comes here in the past year or two——"
"Don't worry, Madam, she will be fine." Yuffie comforted the maid softly, "Where is the Viscount?"
"My lord...I don't know much about your lord's friends." The maid frowned and thought hard, "But since the madam fell ill, the lord seems to rarely travel far away. Maybe... he wants to spend more time with the madam. Often.
Those who come here to visit you are basically officials and businessmen from the city." She suddenly remembered something and let out a soft sigh, "And Lord Kent, I heard... I heard that he is a wizard!"
"Then when does he usually come?" Yuffie asked, "What did he and the Viscount talk about?"
"There doesn't seem to be a fixed time. They usually come once or twice a month. As for their conversations," she shook her head repeatedly and said timidly, "I don't know. They don't let us disturb them when they are talking in the study. I...
…I don’t dare to eavesdrop!”
"That's good, thank you." Yuffie gently held the maid's hand, her palms were sweaty. "Madam will definitely thank you. Speaking of which, what is your name?"
The maid's breathing seemed to be a few beats faster. "Cindy...my name is Cindy!" She firmly grasped Yuffie's hands, "Please! You must help the madam and the viscount!"
Yuffie didn't know how to answer for a moment. She bit her lower lip and lowered her head to prevent Cindy from seeing the hesitation flashing across her face. A question flashed through her mind and she almost said it - but she
She stopped herself in time. Finally, she raised her smile again, brushed the silk from her forehead, looked at the maid seriously, and gave her answer.
"I will try my best, Cindy."
She asked several different maids, and their answers were mostly the same. Not everyone was as eager to see the Viscountess recover as Cindy was, but every one of them was concerned about the relationship between the Viscount and the lady.
Showing full appreciation and admiration. An older maid mentioned that the Viscount had been slightly distant from her after his wife became ill. But she said categorically that there was no way that the Viscount would treat his wife just because she was ill.
Falling in love with other women.
No one can deceive everyone for seven years, and Viscount Campbell's love for his wife should not be false. Although the maids' answers provided a lot of clues, they also raised more questions. Yuffie thought intently,
He had no idea how he got back to the living room. Alphonse took out a bottle of black liquid from somewhere and was drinking it in small sips. Bell had fallen asleep on the table, snoring softly.
Lily pulled over a chair and pushed Yuffie onto it. The girl was startled and let out a small exclamation, but immediately closed her mouth.
"Let's talk." Lily pursed her lips tightly, her expression was serious, her eyes were like two sharp swords, "Are you hiding something from us?"
She didn't wait for Yuffie to reply and continued on by herself. "We know Lin is your friend, but we are also your friends, right? You always like to keep everything in your heart!" She said
The heads were closer, and the two of them looked at each other with a distance of only ten centimeters, "Maybe we are not as smart as you, but one more person is better than one less person?"
"Don't be so sullen! Tell us what are you worried about!" Lily almost touched Yuffie's nose and growled, "Even if she can't be cured now, the world will not be destroyed!" She gasped.
His tone, expression relaxed, and his voice softened. "You are not a god, and you are not omnipotent. As long as you work hard, even Lin can't blame you -"
"That's right." Alphonse put down the drink in his hand, "Everyone has something that others don't know. The same thing, looked at from different angles, the result will also change." He nodded mechanically.
, "I'll help you, Yuffie."
Yuffie felt as if a stone had fallen in her heart, and she suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. She recalled the situation after she and Lin got into trouble together in the academy. Even though she was scolded by Aaron or Catherine's instructors, compared to scolding,
What she felt more was concern and worry for them. Yes, even her mother said in the letter - she was never alone.
"Sorry, and thank you." She looked at Lily and Alphonse sincerely, "I need your help for the next thing. But, that will have to wait until after meeting with the Viscount." She took a breath, as if
Made some kind of determination, "As for what I'm worried about..."
"Lily, do you know what is the most practical and effective way to remove the curse?"
Lily shook her head. Alphonse's eyes lit up, indicating that he was curious.
"Kill the person who cast the curse," the girl said one word at a time, "or destroy it, if it is not a person."
"Many curses cannot be lifted by the caster himself. But when he loses his life, the curse that has no source will become ineffective."