Just as Ethelbert was drifting off into a daydream, the lights went out, interrupting his train of thought. The lilting music that had been accompanying the dance also abruptly ended. The entire region was completely submerged in a vast sea of darkness."What occurred?" It was possible to hear murmurs in the distance. The guests were shocked and dissatisfied by the events unfolding before them. Due to the pervasive darkness, Ethelbert's senses were sharper than they usually would have been. Immediately after that, he caught a whiff of a scent that evoked a sense of recognition in him. Ethelbert rubbed his head with his hand and muttered a prayer, hoping that what he was experiencing was merely the result of his hallucinations and this glass of wine. Why did he feel the same as when he went to the Enfleurage and met Coronis, despite the fact that the scent had nothing in common with the scent in the Enfleurage? Initially, neither she nor this location had anything in common. Was he exp
"Boom!"Loud explosions rang out in the sky. The whole space was engulfed in a sea of red flames."Coronis… please… Coronis… God, what the hell is going on?"Ríona trembled as she watched the scene unfolding before her eyes. Coronis, her twin sister, the cute and shy little sister who always needed her protection. At this moment, the little girl is standing in the middle of a sea of blood, holding a knife as fast as lightning to cut the necks of each child one by one. They all rush in to kill her, but no one can match her. Coronis reacted quickly. The layer of white nightgowns floated with each movement, and the red blood of the unlucky people was soaked in that pure white colour. Coronis looked like a fiery red flower, a dancer from hell."Aaaaaaa-"Screams resounded through the air. This place at present is exactly a bloody death place. The girl has golden hair that floats like fire, blue eyes like lightning, and a beautiful face like an angel calmly walking in the middle of a s
Every Tuesday and Saturday, at exactly nine o'clock in the morning, no more than a second, Ethelbert will precisely enter this ancient teahouse called the Enfleurage as a pre-programmed activity for life.Perhaps a miraculous fate had let him know this teahouse with a less attractive appearance. At one time, when he was called by Celton Vincent - a friend who works as a city inspector, he was called to a location two streets away from this place to solve a case. When he returned, he was lost. The weather was not very favourable at that time when a thunderstorm came. Reluctantly, Edward Ethelbert had to find shelter from the rain in time. At that moment, he found this little tea shop and dropped in.Ethelbert is a biology student at the private aristocratic academy Yophiel - one of the most famous schools in the world thanks to its glorious reputation and rich cultural history. Ethelbert walked up to the attic and took a familiar spot at the table by the window. While waiting for Coron
This is already the fifth case this month.The killer was nicknamed "Blue Smoke" by the police. He committed the crime and disappeared without a trace. That gives any veteran investigator a headache. The common point of all five cases is that the victims targeted by the perpetrators are all from the elite.The victim was Mr Bill Johnson, fifty-eight years old, a prominent politician preparing to run for office. He is known worldwide for his politeness and kindness and regularly does charity activities at orphanages. This case seems to add an aftershock to the already rough lake surface of the current society, especially when the perpetrator has not been caught."As you can see, the scene is unbelievably clean." Vincent saw Ethelbert surveying his surroundings, knowing that his focused state had been activated. Ethelbert assessed the scene once. Indeed, the killer is cunningly clever. The location was so clean that there was no trace of it but a shiny knife stuck in the victim's neck a
When Vincent contacted Ethelbert the next time, it was four days later."We found the killer, but he committed suicide at his home." Vincent's voice came from Ethelbert's cell phone, informing him of the outcome of the investigation. Of course, that's not what Ethelbert cares about either. He left Vincent to talk alone, and his attention was already on searching for specialized materials at the library."The killer's suicide scene is still unbelievably clean. His name is XX, twenty years old, a medical school student in the south of the city. His family background is normal, his parents are workers in another city. "Vincent, on the other side, paused for a moment as if assessing something, then let out an exclamation: "Pretty young!" His age and background made it impossible for Vincent to relate this medical student to the image of a cunning killer with a deep feud with the elite, political bureaucracy or business."–A…B…C…" On this side, Ethelbert was still searching for the title o
Thanks to the guarantee of the Gotha young master, Coronis smoothly entered the Yophiel Academy campus.During the process, Coronis kept glancing at the scenery around him, softly exclaiming: "It's like a palace." Everything here is magnificent but still exudes the ancient knowledge of an academy with a long history.Normally Ethelbert wasn't the type to look around, especially when he was at work. Ethelbert has a very unwavering and unwavering focus on his goal. If he hadn't met Coronis today, he would probably have just walked straight from Queen Street to the Yophiel library, checked in to borrow a book, and immediately returned. The whole process probably takes no more than thirty minutes.Because he was travelling with Coronis today, he suddenly felt that the familiar daily road seemed to have something new. Ethelbert now appeared to have the opportunity to look at the typical scene of the regular school he had attended for three years with a different eye.Ethelbert took Coronis
Just as Ethelbert was drifting off into a daydream, the lights went out, interrupting his train of thought. The lilting music that had been accompanying the dance also abruptly ended. The entire region was completely submerged in a vast sea of darkness."What occurred?" It was possible to hear murmurs in the distance. The guests were shocked and dissatisfied by the events unfolding before them. Due to the pervasive darkness, Ethelbert's senses were sharper than they usually would have been. Immediately after that, he caught a whiff of a scent that evoked a sense of recognition in him. Ethelbert rubbed his head with his hand and muttered a prayer, hoping that what he was experiencing was merely the result of his hallucinations and this glass of wine. Why did he feel the same as when he went to the Enfleurage and met Coronis, despite the fact that the scent had nothing in common with the scent in the Enfleurage? Initially, neither she nor this location had anything in common. Was he exp
The following morning was a Saturday, and Ethelbert arrived at the Enfleurage at the usual time of nine o'clock, just as he did every other week."The drink is on its way to you, sir!" The same old Coronis was there, beaming broadly with a grin plastered across her face as she enthusiastically carried the tray of drinks upstairs for Ethelbert.When Ethelbert saw that he had ordered more than one item, his hand briefly froze as he reached out for the tray to grab it. He then quickly recovered and grabbed the tray."Here is the Esphora tea that you requested, and I put a little gift in it. I hope you're satisfied and satisfied. "A bright smile lit up Coronis's face. Her eyes, which were concealed by her thick glasses, were brimming with excitement.Ethelbert averted his gaze, as if concealing the slight embarrassment in his soul."What kind of cake is that?" Ethelbert enquired about it."For the time being, I do not know what to call it; I just invented it yesterday. But I'm willing to
Thanks to the guarantee of the Gotha young master, Coronis smoothly entered the Yophiel Academy campus.During the process, Coronis kept glancing at the scenery around him, softly exclaiming: "It's like a palace." Everything here is magnificent but still exudes the ancient knowledge of an academy with a long history.Normally Ethelbert wasn't the type to look around, especially when he was at work. Ethelbert has a very unwavering and unwavering focus on his goal. If he hadn't met Coronis today, he would probably have just walked straight from Queen Street to the Yophiel library, checked in to borrow a book, and immediately returned. The whole process probably takes no more than thirty minutes.Because he was travelling with Coronis today, he suddenly felt that the familiar daily road seemed to have something new. Ethelbert now appeared to have the opportunity to look at the typical scene of the regular school he had attended for three years with a different eye.Ethelbert took Coronis
When Vincent contacted Ethelbert the next time, it was four days later."We found the killer, but he committed suicide at his home." Vincent's voice came from Ethelbert's cell phone, informing him of the outcome of the investigation. Of course, that's not what Ethelbert cares about either. He left Vincent to talk alone, and his attention was already on searching for specialized materials at the library."The killer's suicide scene is still unbelievably clean. His name is XX, twenty years old, a medical school student in the south of the city. His family background is normal, his parents are workers in another city. "Vincent, on the other side, paused for a moment as if assessing something, then let out an exclamation: "Pretty young!" His age and background made it impossible for Vincent to relate this medical student to the image of a cunning killer with a deep feud with the elite, political bureaucracy or business."–A…B…C…" On this side, Ethelbert was still searching for the title o
This is already the fifth case this month.The killer was nicknamed "Blue Smoke" by the police. He committed the crime and disappeared without a trace. That gives any veteran investigator a headache. The common point of all five cases is that the victims targeted by the perpetrators are all from the elite.The victim was Mr Bill Johnson, fifty-eight years old, a prominent politician preparing to run for office. He is known worldwide for his politeness and kindness and regularly does charity activities at orphanages. This case seems to add an aftershock to the already rough lake surface of the current society, especially when the perpetrator has not been caught."As you can see, the scene is unbelievably clean." Vincent saw Ethelbert surveying his surroundings, knowing that his focused state had been activated. Ethelbert assessed the scene once. Indeed, the killer is cunningly clever. The location was so clean that there was no trace of it but a shiny knife stuck in the victim's neck a
Every Tuesday and Saturday, at exactly nine o'clock in the morning, no more than a second, Ethelbert will precisely enter this ancient teahouse called the Enfleurage as a pre-programmed activity for life.Perhaps a miraculous fate had let him know this teahouse with a less attractive appearance. At one time, when he was called by Celton Vincent - a friend who works as a city inspector, he was called to a location two streets away from this place to solve a case. When he returned, he was lost. The weather was not very favourable at that time when a thunderstorm came. Reluctantly, Edward Ethelbert had to find shelter from the rain in time. At that moment, he found this little tea shop and dropped in.Ethelbert is a biology student at the private aristocratic academy Yophiel - one of the most famous schools in the world thanks to its glorious reputation and rich cultural history. Ethelbert walked up to the attic and took a familiar spot at the table by the window. While waiting for Coron
"Boom!"Loud explosions rang out in the sky. The whole space was engulfed in a sea of red flames."Coronis… please… Coronis… God, what the hell is going on?"Ríona trembled as she watched the scene unfolding before her eyes. Coronis, her twin sister, the cute and shy little sister who always needed her protection. At this moment, the little girl is standing in the middle of a sea of blood, holding a knife as fast as lightning to cut the necks of each child one by one. They all rush in to kill her, but no one can match her. Coronis reacted quickly. The layer of white nightgowns floated with each movement, and the red blood of the unlucky people was soaked in that pure white colour. Coronis looked like a fiery red flower, a dancer from hell."Aaaaaaa-"Screams resounded through the air. This place at present is exactly a bloody death place. The girl has golden hair that floats like fire, blue eyes like lightning, and a beautiful face like an angel calmly walking in the middle of a s