Chapter 2432

John had begun to doubt whether his action was correct - he just caught some slight doubts on the banquet table and sneaked out. Was it really worth it? At the back of the first floor, he hasn't visited. What can he see here?

Besides, even if there are any secrets here, how likely is it that they will actually happen to be useful to themselves? Judging from the situation these days, the "Lord of the living corpse" never took any precautions against him from the beginning, did he?

"Maybe... It's just something that Weasley simply doesn't want to find. It doesn't matter whether I see it or not?"

John thought to himself as he walked along the darkening corridor.

However, now that everything has come and the risks have been taken, he obviously has no reason to give up halfway. The only thing to do now is to move on and use your eyes to personally confirm whether there is a consistent answer to the doubts you have noticed before.

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

"... no, nothing, everything... At least it's no different from what I saw last time I strolled over."

John rubbed the handle of his magic wand in his pocket, and his eyes wandered back and forth in the dark to see everything in the corridor. If he wasn't worried that casting a spell here would lead to exposure, in fact, he wanted to throw a few detection spells around.

Before long, John finally came to the end of the corridor and stopped in front of a gate.

According to the architectural structure of Buckingham Palace, this is just below the corner of the stairs where Ron's footprints began to turn back. If there is any secret, it seems... It is mostly in the backyard outside this door.

But what's out there? In addition to a long dead and dry turf... Or more accurately, mud, there are only the same bare groves and a small lake - compared with the atrium integrated into a garden in the middle of the palace, there is really nothing to see in the back garden. He looked out of the upstairs window two days ago.

John thought so. He stretched out his hands, grabbed the doorknob, twisted it gently and pushed it away carefully. Then he craned his neck and looked out from the middle of the open door

The white night didn't hang the light source outside today. At this time, the sky is very dark, and the night outside is deeper than in the corridor. He waited a little to make his eyes more adapted for a few seconds before his vision gradually widened.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, John felt as if he had seen something... In the middle of the flat space in front of the door, something seemed to be standing up?

"Is that... A tombstone?"

It is mentioned sporadically in the materials collected by the Stewarts that there seems to be a mysterious large black stone tablet in namaka McLean's hand, which contains the mystery of ancient magic. John certainly wants to have a look if possible.

However, the stone tablet erected outside is obviously not the one mentioned in the data.

Although you can't see it clearly here, just looking at the outline, you can know that there is a neat row of stone tablets standing on that land. Judging from the size... In short, it looks like a tombstone.

John looked over there and thought for a while. He pushed the door open a little, then closed his mouth, opened his legs and walked out quietly. When he got back, he closed the door again, confirmed it around, and found that there was really no other people around. He walked step by step towards the stone tablets that were extremely suspected of tombstones.

"The smell of freshly turned earth... Is it really a tomb? Who will be buried here?" he walked forward and soon caught a glimpse of words engraved on the stele, so he simply bent down and approached one of the steles and looked carefully.

"... Caroline... Stewart?"

There are not many words on the monument. Except for a few numbers representing the year and date, only one name in the middle is left there alone. But that's the name he can't be more familiar with!

Caroline, although a little far away from the genealogy, can also be regarded as his cousin.

In the workshop, unlike his cousin, Caroline, as a collector of wand core materials, is very reliable in her work. Even his unreliable wand producer often bothers each other when he completes the production tasks assigned by quota every month.

Because Caroline has a good level in duel and actual combat, and she is very active, she also participated in this mission. So... In fact, if you want to say the fact that the other party is dead, he has known it well since he was hiding in the ruins.

But

"Why... Is it here? What's the matter with this tombstone?" John had forgotten to keep absolutely quiet and muttered subconsciously, "wait! If so, are other tombstones..."

As he talked to himself, John hurriedly turned his head and ran aside, looking one by one along the row of tombstones.

"Ryan... Gabriel... Christopher... This is Mr. jonkel!"

It seems that the whole row of tombstones has not been engraved. Except for the middle ones, the tombstones on both sides have only dates but no names. Of course, this little thing is not important for 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?

Did the Lord of the corpse do it?

The Lord of the corpse did it!

But why did he do that?

To be honest, the death of his teammate is not unacceptable to John, although it is sad. Everyone stepped into the disaster area with the consciousness of death this time. Even if he had not rescued himself in time, he would have died there long ago.

However, since John Stewart is lucky and alive, he should at least have the obligation to understand something.

"Find another way!" John, who had forced himself to calm down, looked at the tombstone in front of him and thought so.

But just then, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

"You... See?"

At that moment, John's muscles tightened up and a layer of goose bumps appeared on his back.