"She isn't here," he said before sighing as he waited outside. He knew it was asking a lot of her to come outside after he saw her like that but he still felt saddened by this nonetheless.

"Come on, Tina, you're the one Ezekiel probably wants to get revenge, not me." He whispered to himself.

After accepting she wasn't going to come out today he walked back to the front door of the mansion before being stopped by Elizabeth.

"Oh, you're back."

"Why wouldn't I be? The sun's about to set."

"I mean, I thought with what you guys would be talking about, I probably wouldn't see you until tomorrow."

"Fool, we're only discussing the basics of the situation. We haven't even located them yet, so it would be foolish to discuss our attack in detail until then. Though, we are discussing places to visit."

"Visit?"

"Yes, though I'm personally not a fan of this during our discussion today, Mr. Bentley suggested visiting certain people." She said with a displeased look on her face.

"Why are you not a fan?"

"We will be visiting these people to determine if they have any connections to the cult. He asked me to deal with some nobles related to this parish."

"Ah, that sounds rough, if you're wrong or he knows what you're trying to find out, who knows what he'll do to you."

She shook her head.

"No, I'd leave him hanging from a noose if he dared. I've just heard he's…odd to say the least." She said to him in a rather casual manner.

"(I think I just heard something that could probably get you jailed but I'll move past that) Wow, um, that sounds rough?"

"That's right. It's so far as well. We're gonna have to charter a carriage to get there. We should at least gather some evidence before trying to sniff him out on nothing more than some rumors."

" "We're"? Not "you're"?"

"You're obviously gonna come with me."

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"What's the chance of this guy actually being a cultist?"

"Well he's our first stop of five, so I'm not optimistic."

"Ugh, why can't those bastards just show back up again? Can't they have the courtesy to make their deaths easier?"

"Well, wild animals do love hiding themselves away when they face danger. (I hope they're not using this time to acquire any more of those.)"

Tibaut could tell Elizabeth was thinking about something but decided against asking about it.

As he was about to walk inside she stopped him.

"Also Tibaut, I got a letter from Mr. Bentley. I heard Ezekiel wanted you to get this." She gently handed him it before going outside herself.

"Huh, from Ezekiel? What could this be?" He thought as he opened this letter. His heart was beating with anticipation. Was it a clue to who his killer was? Was it a will of some kind?

He nervously ripped open the envelope and read the first few lines.

"Dear Brat,

The only time you decide to send me a letter and you don't even ask me how I am? I thought that wrinkled ball sack of a man you call your father was bad when he was young but you take the cake. Do I seem like an encyclopedia to you? A guide to help manipulate Ki? You can't use it even if I did give some tips and that girl of yours is years away from being ready t-"

He put the letter down before reading the words on it again. They didn't change. Did he get the wrong letter? No Elizabeth said that Mr. Bentley gave this to her. He read more of the letter and soon realized who it was supposed to be sent to. It was meant for Ezekiel. This entire letter was someone going on a tirade about how rude he was for sending this letter since he hadn't talked to them in a while.

"Man, I'd feel terrible if this was the last thing I sent someone before they died," said Tibaut.

As he read through this, he remembered that he asked Ezekiel to help him out with ki and he said we would send a letter to someone he knew.

He quickly scanned through the rest of the letter before reaching the bottom. After several paragraphs of complaining, the sender finally outlines some tips for those who want to summon ki. It was organized very neatly and laid out in bulletin format. It's quite tidy for someone who uses thousands of words to insult and call someone ill-mannered.

Tibaut couldn't help but smile when his face reached this section.

"Don't worry Ezekiel, I'll put all this to good use when I meet that bastard again." He said as his grab on the letter tightened.

"Alright, I guess it's time to give ki another shot."

As he read the letter he viewed the first point.

"I won't lie. Ki is pretty tricky. The best way to go about learning it would be being hit with some from someone who can already manipulate theirs."

("I see.") Tibaut thought to himself. ("Alright so I just have to who can manipulate ki in the parish")

He soon kept reading and his face soured.

"Though as I remember, there isn't a single ki user in your parish. This one is good if you decide you wanna pay me a visit. Besides you really should visi-"

The point then proceeded to devolve into the sender begging Ezekiel to visit then stretched out over a few hundred words.

"This guy is starting to annoy me," Tibaut said as he skipped over to the next point.

The next stated you're supposed to keep yourself satiated and fully hydrated before attempting to summon it but then devolved into the sender begging Ezekiel to come visit them so they could eat together.

"Is this an ex-girlfriend or something?"