met free Chapter 76 My Friend
Chapter 76 My Friend
Chapter 76 My Friend
The contents of the forbidden book are inaccessible to others.
There are only two people who have mastered Riddle's theory of the curse: Brianna and Aaron.
Since Aaron wasn't the murderer, there's only one answer left—"
But Brianna is dead.
She died in front of Aaron, who watched her coffin being buried in the cemetery.
Suddenly, Aaron remembered the curse within him, and Brianna's dying words—
He clutched the fabric of his shirt at his chest, his expression growing increasingly ferocious.
"Mr. Mosley?"
Aure's sudden call brought Aaron back to his senses.
He took a deep breath to quickly calm his mind.
Upon closer inspection, it may not be that complicated.
The cause of death of Aurée's husband was not necessarily due to a curse; it could also be due to other forces. Moreover, the theory of curses is not limited to the Riddle family.
The similarity in the manner of death alone is not enough to prove much.
Aaron smiled at Aurelia:
"It's nothing, I was just a little distracted. But your husband's death has nothing to do with me."
"Yes, Mr. Mosley, I trust you, that puts my mind at ease."
Considering Lady Aurée's current physical condition, Aaron did not dare to disturb her too much and let her rest well.
The next day, just as people from the town came to deliver supplies to the library, Aaron begged them to call a doctor for him.
In fact, Aaron had also mastered some basic medical knowledge. After all, he had lived a long time and could learn a little bit about everything. Based on his diagnosis, he judged that medicine could not save Mrs. Aurélie.
The arriving doctor indeed proved Aaron's prediction correct. Unable to explain Aure's symptoms, the doctor prescribed a "leech blood-sucking" treatment.
Aaron, of course, refused outright.
However, Aaron still took good care of Aure as much as possible.
The longer she can hold on, the greater her chances of seeing Natalie.
And Aurélien also gave Aaron instructions on how to care for a baby.
But Aurelia's period of unconsciousness grew longer each day.
In her sleep, she would emit soft, yet painful groans.
Aaron knew that Aurelia was also trying her best to persevere; she had been forcing herself.
But Aaron, aside from trying his best to keep the baby quiet and not disturb Aure's peace, couldn't help Aure much more.
This time, Aure slept for a day and a half, which frightened Aaron so much that he had to check Aure's breathing from time to time.
Fortunately, she eventually woke up.
The moment she opened her eyes, Aaron grabbed some soft bread to help Aure regain some strength.
Aurelia seemed to have no appetite; she only asked Aaron to help her up.
Aaron did as he was told.
After sitting up straight, Aure looked up at the glass window.
She suddenly spoke: "Winter—"
"The day after tomorrow is New Year's Day," Aaron said.
"Mr. Mosley?"
"Um?"
"The window is too high, I can't see outside—is it snowing?"
"It doesn't snow often here; it might only snow once every two or three winters."
"Really?" Aure's eyes were filled with fascination. "In the Forest of Capello, there will definitely be a heavy snowfall that lasts for months in winter, and the trees will be covered with white snowflakes."
"It must be beautiful," Aaron said, looking out the window as well.
"But it's also very dangerous, you know? Winter is when wolves are at their most ferocious. They will compete with humans for prey, and when they are extremely hungry, they will even prey on humans. Half of the best hunters in Red Joe Forest died in winter."
"They—are also trying to survive."
"Yes, for survival," Aure sighed, "for one's own survival, for the survival of one's family, for the survival of one's clan, even the most refined gentleman will transform into a hungry wolf in winter."
Was this a mistake? Aaron wasn't sure.
"Mr. Mosley?"
"I'm listening."
Should humans hate wolves?
Aaron thought for a moment and said, "Rather than hatred, we should be vigilant and proactive. Only in this way can we prevent the tragedy from happening again. But hatred is by no means a fault."
"Ha," Aurelia suddenly smiled and looked at Aaron, "Mr. Mosley, are you really not a child of the forest?"
"what?"
"The hunters of Red Joe Forest have only one feeling for wolves: respect. A qualified hunter begins his career by hunting down a gray wolf alone."
"What if the hunt fails?"
"Dying at the hands of wolves is not a disgrace; it only proves that he was not ready."
Aaron nodded: "A tough custom."
Hearing this, Aure looked out the window again:
"I promised Natalie that I would take her to the Forest of Capello to see the beautiful Red Castle, the winter forest, and the hunters' competition—but I'm afraid I have to break my promise."
"Olive—"
"It's alright, Mr. Mosley," Aure interrupted Aaron. "I'm not giving up on myself. I know my current state. I'll probably die in the next couple of days."
"lady-"
Aaron called out once, but that was all.
What else could he say? Aurelia was beyond saving, and both of them knew it.
Say some self-deceiving words of comfort? But Lady Auré wasn't so fragile that she needed Aaron's comfort.
So he chose to keep quiet.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Mosley,” Aurelia said, “I might bring death to your library, if you mind, I—”
"—No, you're not the first," Aaron said, squeezing Aurelia's hand. "I don't mind either."
"You're so kind, sir," Aurelia said, looking at Aaron. "You just said I'm not the first person to die in the library?"
"Um."
"Sir, how did you bury those people?"
"Throw it into the sea."
"Sea burial—" Aure remained silent for a long time. "Not bad. In the Forest of Capello, people leave the bodies of the dead in the wilderness for wild animals to eat, as a way of giving back to nature. Afterward, they collect the remaining bones and make offerings."
But since I am going to die here, I shall do as the locals do—sir, after I die, please bury me in the sea.”
Aaron couldn't say anything, he could only nod.
Aurelia smiled brightly: "Don't be so down, Mr. Mosley, come here, please, give me a kiss!"
Seeing Aurelia's arms struggling to be raised, Aaron quickly stepped forward and supported her hands.
The two embraced and kissed each other on the cheek.
Aurée whispered in his ear:
"Thank you, Mr. Mosley, for being a witness to my death, my friend."
The next morning, Aaron found that Aurelia was no longer breathing.
She ultimately did not survive the New Year, nor could she wait for Natalie's return.
It is said that babies have a sense of life, and the baby girl seemed to sense death; her cries were very sad.
Aaron carried the body to the top floor of the library and threw her into the sea from the rooftop.
The sea was a melancholy blue in winter, and even the sky seemed to mourn as clouds obscured the sunlight.
Listening to the sound of the sea crashing against the cliffs, Aaron gave a bitter smile, placed his right hand on his chest, and bowed his head.
Rest in peace, my friend.