Who hid My Corpse!

Chapter 368: Forty He has divided my carcass

“Miss, we have arrived at the academy.”

The servant’s voice woke Hewinia from her unstable sleep.

She opened her bleary eyes and looked outside the carriage, indeed, they had returned to the academy.

Having left the academy less than four days ago, it felt like a much longer time had passed.

“Miss, you don’t look well,” the servant said worriedly, looking at Hewinia. “Are you sick?”

No, it was just that Visas had drained her body.

Hewinia complained internally.

After battling Hardock, Hewinia indeed felt burdened, but it was not unbearable.

However, after using her eye’s ability to deal with the Sheriff, her body collapsed instantly.

For a moment, she felt like she was going to meet the real Hewinia, and anyone could tell something was wrong with her at that time.

Fortunately, she had planned from the start to return directly to the academy after dealing with the Sheriff, and during the half-day journey back to the academy, except for the servant driving the carriage, no one could approach her, and she took the opportunity to rest well, eventually recovering somewhat.

Indeed, the servant thought her abnormal condition was already a result of her partial recovery, and Hewinia could simply explain it away by saying “I didn’t rest very well.”

Hewinia got out of the carriage, and the cold wind that hit her face helped clear her muddled brain a bit.

“Please take care of your health, Miss,” the servant bowed and said, “and I wish you success and fame in the Great Festival.”

Hewinia turned to look at him.

In Holy Sound, except for those in the Seed District, no one would be ignorant of the Great Festival, not even servants from noble families.

After wishing Hewinia well, the servant drove off, leaving her to enter the academy alone.

Logically, since the holiday had not yet ended, there should not be many people in the academy, and Hewinia was worried that returning to school so early might attract too much attention.

But when she entered the academy, she realized she had been mistaken.

There were already quite a few people, not just staff but many students as well; they seemed to have returned to school earlier and were bustling about in the snow, although classes had not yet started.

However, Hewinia quickly guessed the reason.

The Great Festival, it was still the Great Festival.

According to the rules, after the Seven Notes·Syllable, the news of the Great Festival had to be officially announced, so those who hoped to participate were starting their preparations around this time.

But compared to the Great Festival, there was something even more important that Hewinia needed to clarify first.

That was whether the deaths of Arianna and Daphne had been discovered.

If they were found out, would there be suspicions about her involvement?

If she couldn’t handle this matter well, then there was no need for her to worry about the Great Festival.

Although Bai Wei had told her, “Don’t you trust my work?” Hewinia was indeed not very reassured, especially since when she had gone to deal with the Sheriff, Bai Wei had said, “Just go, I’ll handle it,” but in the end… although he handled it, the price was still paid by her.

This made Hewinia acutely aware that many matters, which seemed trivial to Bai Wei, could turn into disasters for her if mishandled.

So, it was better to proceed with caution and not always rely on Bai Wei’s power.

Otherwise… Hewinia was also worried she might not live to see the Great Festival.

Just like that, Hewinia returned to her dormitory building.

But she did not go straight to her room for some much-needed rest; instead, she sat down by the fireplace in the communal hall on the first floor.

It was a good spot for gathering information.

Most girls could not keep secrets; they liked to blurt out commitments meant to be kept confidential during small gatherings and shared unknown tidbits and gossip while chatting casually during walks.

These were Hewinia’s primary sources of information when she first arrived at the academy, which she rapidly used to understand the institution.

Now, she was merely repeating the process.

Although the chapel was some distance from the academy, since so many students had already returned, the news from there could not be hidden for long.

Sure enough, just as she settled into her seat, Hewinia heard people discussing the chapel.

They said it had been sealed off, and several staff were guarding it, not allowing anyone to approach.

Someone had sneaked a peek and saw that the chapel was gone, only a large pit was left on the ground; what had happened was unknown.

…The chapel is gone? Could the commotion Bai Wei caused that night have been that big? Hewinia thought to herself.

Others were discussing a thesis submitted to Professor Arianna on the eve of the Seven Notes·Syllable, which had not yet received a response. Normally, Professor Arianna was meticulous, and it was unlike her to do this, which made the student worry whether there was a problem with their thesis.

…She probably can’t respond to you in this lifetime; the question is whether you can graduate without that. Hewinia mocked internally.

With no other option, she had to keep thinking in order not to let her extremely exhausted body fall asleep right there.