"I didn't actually investigate the abnormal price. Augustus helped me find the information in the church."
The doctor motioned to the gray-haired old priest to speak, and the latter nodded. His gray hair looked particularly decayed under the dim light of the gas lamp:
"About 100 years ago, a horrific murder occurred at No. 6 St. Teresa's Square. According to the church's information, it was actually two nine-ring sorcerers of unknown origin who fought there and died almost at the same time. Subsequent investigation reports showed that they lost control because they read a large number of ancient books. Although the church believes that this will not affect the house itself, since then, most of the owners of the house have died in the house."
"This is kind of like the beginning of a horror story..."
Xia De thought about it, and then realized something else:
"Wait, the protagonist seems to be me?"
The old priest paused before continuing:
"The church couldn't find any problems with the house, so they could only buy it and keep it for storage about 30 years ago. It was not until two years ago, after repeated inspections, that they sold the old house at a low price. But the rich people who tried to inquire about the house prices in St. Teresa's Square were very concerned about such taboos; the poor people who didn't care about such things would not ask about the house prices in St. Teresa's Square. In the end, somehow, the house was bought by Sparrow Hamilton."
It sounds like the previous detective got a great bargain and then died.
"Does the detective know anything about the house?"
Miss Louisa asked curiously. Miss Writer was very interested in this kind of thing.
"Of course I knew. The church would not hide such things. They told the detective about the past events of the house. For safety reasons, before the detective bought the house, they sealed off the first floor where an accident had occurred a hundred years ago, cut off the stairs on the third floor which had some safety issues due to lack of maintenance, and locked Room 2 on the second floor where a mass suicide had occurred seventy years ago... Unexpectedly, the current owner also died in that house."
The old priest couldn't help but hold the pendant on his chest and pray for Mr. Sparrow Hamilton, wishing his soul to rest in peace.
Xia De, who thought he had a very rich imagination, was already a little worried. Outsiders had seen many such stories:
"So, I..."
"But I think Sparrow Hamilton's death was not caused by a curse. This is different from the past. The previous owners of the house all died suddenly within a few months, and no cause could be found. But the detective died after living there for two years, and even the cause of death can be found."
Dr. Schneider said, looking at Shade with his blue eyes:
"Of course, if you decide you don't feel comfortable living there, you can sell it, but because of Sparrow Hamilton's death ... the price will probably fall further."
His advice is quite pertinent.
"I don't plan to sell it for now. If the detective agency wasn't in the city center, no one would be willing to believe a detective like me who has no reputation. And if I sell the house, I can't use the money to buy a better house in Tobesk... I know from the newspaper that there are low-priced houses for sale in the Tobesk University District, but the prices are even more desperate than the out-of-control relics."
When he said this, Miss Louisa immediately showed an expression of agreement. The blonde girl who lived alone was also paying attention to the news in this regard.
Xia De doesn't have the money to move at the moment, so he plans to live here for a few months to try it out, and move out immediately if there are any problems.
According to the information provided by the priest, the previous owner had heard strange noises and seen suspicious shadows in the house before his sudden death. Those who moved out because of this did not get into trouble, but those who had been living there all died.
"This is more like a cheesy horror story, and I'm still the protagonist."
He thought about it, and then asked:
"Although the house belongs to Detective Sparrow and I have the detective's will, I have not seen any property or land ownership certificates."
The old priest waved his hands when he heard this, with a relaxed expression on his face:
"Those documents are in the Dawn Church where I work. The detective kept them there because the church has its concerns. If you want to get them back, just come here with his suicide note. The Dawn Church is in the central city of Tobysk, half an hour's walk from St. Teresa's Square. The boulevards near the church are nice, and there are many public carriages.
But in order to prevent the church from becoming suspicious of the detective's death and thus re-investigating the house and even investigating you, I will help you get a death certificate for Sparrow Hamilton's illness... This is not a fake document, the one I get is definitely real... Just consider it as a gift for you to join us, and I won't charge you for this help."
Thus, the death of Detective Sparrow Hamilton was completely confirmed. With the documents that were enough to deceive the True God Church, no one except Shade and the doctor would know the secret of the detective's death.
Before ending today's meeting, Xia De mentioned his clerical-level relic, the blood-sucking ring. Unfortunately, none of the three people present had ever touched this relic. But the doctor said that he could check the college library through the parchment, but it probably wouldn't produce results soon.
Since Shad now has two relics, both of which are of a higher risk level, he can be considered a relatively wealthy ring sorcerer. The doctor suggested that he could read "The Mad Light Chaser" after mastering one or two powerful magics and spells for self-defense.
“No one will monitor your self-study progress. You are responsible for yourself.”
This was the advice that the blue-eyed doctor gave to Shade before the four of them said goodbye. But after leaving the clinic, old priest Augustus told Shade not to care about the doctor's attitude:
"Bill is always like this. Although he seems strict with others, he is actually kinder than anyone else."
He said as he filled his pipe with tobacco, looking like he had been enduring it for quite some time in the clinic.
"We've all experienced his admonitions. Spend more time with him and you'll understand."
Miss Louisa also said so. She got on the carriage in front of the clinic and left directly. The relatively less wealthy Shad and Father Augustus planned to leave on foot.
Xia De would go find a carriage to take his books back, but an ordinary rental carriage might not have enough space, so he would go to the nearest rental carriage company.
Xia De noticed that Miss Louisa was trying to touch her earlobes frequently today, but the lady didn't have any ornaments on her ears. She didn't have this weird behavior when they met last time.
He told his discovery to the old priest who was traveling with him temporarily. When they parted at the next intersection, priest Augustus told Shad not to worry about it:
"It's normal for a ring sorcerer to behave strangely from time to time because of the existence of his 'other self'. But as long as he doesn't lose control by coming into contact with relics and ancient knowledge, you don't have to worry about those strange behaviors."
The priest smiled and walked with Shade on Roentgen Avenue in the wealthy area. The people doing business here were well dressed, and Shade and the priest were barely qualified:
"Since a year ago, Louisa has been acting a little weird every few days. She is still relatively normal now. Last summer, we even suspected that she was possessed by another soul when she was reading ancient fairy tales."
Shade's face froze, and he didn't dare to continue discussing the possibility of the soul occupying the body. But he also knew that even a seemingly normal ring sorcerer might have strange behaviors that were unknown to others.
Ringwraith has never been a safe profession for scholars.