The burst-open eyeballs were like shattered glass, filled with thick, lingering hate and fear.
Their faces were mangled, throats stuffed with dirt and wild grass.
If not for the owner of the farm making a sudden visit, the corpses might have rotted there for a long time before being discovered.
According to the report, the killer didn't stop at butchering their genitals, but also took one of their ribs and arranged it neatly beside their corpses.
"Was he trying to perform some ritual? Is that why they asked you so urgently?" Alexei asked, hanging on to Elijah's shoulders.
"No, not ritual. She was just... Trying to signal their death."
"Huh? What kind of strange signal is this?" The young master's knowledge of such matters came only from personal experience and Elijah's explanations.
And his darling treasured his words like a diamond mine.
