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"Is he your friend?" he suddenly asked Elwin.

Elwin nodded his head, gazing at the white-haired man's appearance. If it was not for his red, scarlet eyes, he would certainly think that the man was his friend's butler, Atticus.

His name is Atticus, too…

"Enough chitchat." Deacon Frantz interceded and asked Elwin to lead the way.

Without further hesitation, Elwin led the way. Nolan's manor was not far and it could be reached in more or less than 15 minutes of walking.

The strange death of Leslie and, certainly, the white-haired man's sudden presence and the Deacon, too.

Elwin didn't want to believe it, but possibly, the Deacon was aware of their involvement in occultism.

*

In Atticus's quarter.

Atticus was jotting down financial reports for the month when, suddenly, his hand paused. He raised his head and glanced outside his open window.

Letting go of the quill, his hand reached for the servant's bell.