"Cornier...Cornier..."

The graceful Duchess Ermelo Nagtana had an unnatural look on her face. She looked at her nephew who was in a poor mental state with some worry. Conil had completely lost his former radiant look.

His sharp edge was completely pulled out, and he was squatting in the corner and huddled together like a weak little animal.

Such a huge difference is unbelievable.

El-Melloi's shouting obviously had no effect, and Conil covered his ears and eyes.

This corner of the wall has become his closed line. He is prohibiting communication with the outside world and shows his indifference.

"Doctor...what can you do?"

Ermelo put the question to the doctor.

The doctor in charge of the diagnosis broke out in a cold sweat. Cornier looked more like a mental problem. As he was only responsible for trauma, it was difficult for him to deal with this kind of problem.

But the question was raised by Grand Duchess Tobias, and he had no right to refuse to answer.

"Maybe... we can think about it from the starting point of the problem," he said.

"What's the meaning?"

"There are rumors that... Viscount Cornier." The doctor raised his eyes, looked at the reaction of the Grand Duchess, and then continued: "Your Excellency, the Viscount... killed his wife."

"I know."

This rumor naturally came to her ears, but it was not a very important issue. She had understood that she was just the daughter of a baron. Even if the rumor was true, no noble would say anything about it. The difference in status

, making the identities of the two people inherently unequal. Perhaps the nobles cannot allow civilians to kill nobles, but they can definitely allow such things to happen. This is a difference in class.

"Using the name of the Viscountess, maybe Viscount Conil will react."

It was an unreliable method, but it was also the method he could come up with at this stage. The doctor felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"What's her name?"

"Madam... the Viscountess's name is Angela." The attendant on the side came up to greet her.

"Then...go and try." El-Melloi waved.

The doctor gritted his teeth, walked over, and whispered: "Viscount Conil... was your wife Angela killed by you?"

There was no response, and Viscount Cornier remained motionless.

The doctor glanced back in the direction of the Grand Duchess and saw the wrinkled cheeks. She was obviously a little angry, and the price of her anger was definitely something she could not afford.

At this time, we can only treat the dead horse as a live doctor.

"Viscount Cornier! Did you kill your wife Angela?" He shouted at Cornier in a thick voice.

The loud sound made Conil react.

He raised his head, like a swan stretching its neck, and his dull eyes slowly turned around.

"I don't know... I just beat her up..."

"She's dead? Hahaha... it must be the shadow coming!"

"He came...so she was killed."

"She deserves it, who told her not to believe me! Hahaha..."

Conil suddenly stopped laughing, and his pupils kept shrinking. His eyes were fixed on the doctor, or to be precise, the shadow below that was illuminated by the light.

"It's the shadow! He...he's here again!"

Conil kicked the ground with his hands and feet, and the doctor hurriedly backed away.

"What happened to him?" El-Melo asked.

I think it's a mental problem...Have you ever seen a mage who has been counterattacked by magic? We collectively call this a psychopath.

Although he thought so, he could not answer like this. The doctor slowed down and then replied: "You may have been stimulated by something. Anyway, let the Viscount calm down first, otherwise such a violent reaction may cause problems. I will

Prescribe some calming medicine."

El-Melloi signaled the guards to subdue Conil.

"You'd better solve this problem for me, or I'll let the problem come to you." She said softly.

Threats were more effective than any words. The doctor nodded with a trembling body. Next, he might look up some spiritual books.

Conil was tied to the comfortable bed, his pupils always staring at the empty space in front of him.

There... echoed a sound that only Conil could hear.

"Shadows..Everywhere..Not present.."

This was also the main culprit that drove him crazy.

His mouth murmured the words, "He's coming...He's coming."

But the guards around him didn't notice it and thought it was Viscount Conil's crazy words. He seemed to be hopeless.

After leaving, Ermelo came to the Grand Duke's room.

"It is you.."

Hearing the noise, Taylor put down the document at hand and said calmly.

"Grand Duke." Ermelo replied respectfully.

She looked at Taylor with a little envy in her eyes.

But the look in his eyes was just plain.

The relationship between the two is more like tenants living together than a couple.

Ermelo really likes Taylor. Who doesn't like such an outstanding man? Every noble woman has such a dream.

But Taylor... doesn't like her.

The wedding day is the most wonderful moment in a woman's life.

But she is not.

That was the worst time of my life.

When others vowed to support each other, he said in a cold tone.

"I married you because of the Nagtana family."

"After you get married, you don't need to take care of the housework like other ladies."

"You just need to stay in the palace, with tools and decorations, whatever you want."

"What I like is a girl from the country. Compared with her, you are not beautiful."

If other words can be forgiven, then the last sentence completely destroyed El-Melloi's self-esteem, so completely.

"What's the matter?" Taylor asked.

The attitude of treating each other as a guest, so to speak.

El-Melloi smiled, "I want you to investigate something..."

"Is it about Viscount Conil?" Taylor asked first.

This made El-Melloi couldn't help but show a little joy. It turned out that he had also noticed...himself.

Even this little attention is so subtle.

"Yes, I want you to help me investigate this matter. Although the doctor's diagnosis is that it is a mental problem, I believe that there are no cowards in the Nagtana family."

Ermelo actually had an insight into the doctor's thoughts, from the aspect of diagnosis and medicine. However, she did not punish the doctor because she promised Taylor not to interfere in Tobias' "family affairs".

"Stop investigating." Taylor said coldly.

"What..?"

"I already know the truth, so don't investigate anymore."

"You already know the truth?" Ermelo was surprised, and then asked: "What is it? The Nagtana family is inviolable!"
Chapter completed!