Unexpectedly, such a reaction would occur. Vinn's originally smiling face stagnated.

Hearing the crying sound full of despair, a sad feeling suddenly surged into his heart. He immediately stood up and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid... You are safe, I won't hit you."

The child was led by the child, and the other children also started sobbing.

Finding that they still couldn't get rid of the painful past, Tasia's expression was also helpless. She quickly re-used the magic of light to stabilize their emotions.

It took a long time for these children to finally fall asleep in a peaceful environment.

"I think...the damage they suffered in their childhood may accompany them in their future lives."

After leaving the room, Tasia said sadly. "I'm afraid that even when I return to my home, it will be hard to forget these nightmarish memories."

There is nothing we can do about it.

Unless you also eliminate your memories for them...

However, the brain is a very fine part after all, and if it is beaten up, it will backfire.

"I can only wait until they are taken back and remind his family to intervene more psychologically."

Wien thanked Tasia: "Sorry, Tasia. It was nothing to do with you, but because of me, it made you worry and took up your time."

This time it took longer than I thought. If I hadn't called out by myself before, maybe Tasia would be able to stay at home and rest comfortably now.

Although - according to Tasia's personality, she should not be unhappy about it.

Sure enough, Tasia just shook her head gently, telling him not to care.

"If you encounter such a thing in the future, you can come to me directly, and I will definitely help you." She said persistently.

"Because, this is what I want to do...Wyn is fulfilling my wish."

Wien pursed his lips, "I will take it seriously."

Things that have been done will inevitably leave traces.

No matter how many means Chapman used to cover up, he would never erase all the remaining traces.

As long as you catch those clues and peel off the cocoon bit by bit, you can always find the whereabouts of the children who have been transferred.

Judging from the current known information, behind Earl Chapman, there is a whole very close interest group. They colluded with each other and covered each other to do this for so many years without knowing it.

But things that cannot be seen in shame can never be exposed to everyone in a noble way, and in the end they can only lie carefully in the shadows.

If that's the case, it means that there must be something Chapman is very afraid of in the capital.

Wien intends to start from this aspect.

...

"Master Burwo!"

A guard rushed into the office of the highest commander of the city guard.

He looked anxious and held a stack of paper in his hand.

However, Bulvo just reached out his hand and signaled him not to speak for the first time.

The guard then realized that there were outsiders in the originally open office.

"——Sir Bulvo, this is what I want to say. I hope you can deal with it seriously." The speaker did not look at his reckless guard.

It was a lady who looked in her forties.

She was dressed appropriately, carrying a small black leather bag, and had a proud posture.

"I understand, we will take the report of the lady seriously. We have also taken the unidentified suspect to be detained. If there is any progress in the future, we will send someone to inform you."

After receiving a satisfactory reply, the noble lady's face improved a little.

"Then, I'm waiting for news from the City Guards," she said. "Don't let our O'Neal family down."

After leaving this sentence, the lady and her followers left with politeness.

It was not until he confirmed that he had sent her out that Bulvo breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong with you?" As he said, he sat back in his seat, raised his water cup and took a sip.

In order to deal with the wife's question just now, it was really thirsty.

The most unpleasant thing is that the words she said cannot be said wrong on the surface.

As the target of the key patrol, a living person was thrown into his home without realizing it. He is indeed qualified to think that the city guard has neglected his duties.

"Sir..." The man wanted to speak but stopped.

Finally, he respectfully handed the paper in his hand to Bulvo and let him see it for himself.

Bulvo took the top one, and after a moment of glance, he sprayed out all the tea in his mouth with a "puff" sound.

Before he could wipe it out, he asked anxiously, "Where did this thing come from?"

"There are scattered everywhere in the streets and alleys... It seems that it was floating down from the sky..." The guard replied uncertainly.

"These are only a small part of the people who picked them up and handed over to the city guards."

What he didn't say was that many people who had children lost their homes believed the above content and gathered outside the city guard headquarters building for a long time and refused to disperse.

Upon hearing this, Bulvo pondered for two seconds.

"Prepare the carriage, I will meet His Majesty the King immediately."

...

Just overnight, the entire capital became in chaos.

All kinds of gossip are emerging one after another.

Some people even say with certainty that Earl Chapman is a monster in human skin and needs to dig out the hearts of children to eat every day... The more rumors spread, the more outrageous the content, and the more details spread, the more rich the details.

By the time he reported to Chapman, he had become synonymous with the demon.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"——"

In the Earl's Mansion, Chapman could not suppress his anger and smashed all the fragile items that could be seen in the study.

He didn't know who was not able to get along with him.

After receiving the news of an incident in a suburban manor, he made a lot of preparations.

I thought that since the other party had the evidence in his hand, he would definitely not be able to sit still. At that time, whoever dared to jump out and bite him first would let him see his thundering methods well.

But all this happening now makes him powerful and have nowhere to use it.

How should he defend himself?

Going out and running wildly in public, or seeing the king’s honest thoughts?

It's passive no matter how you do it.

But if you do nothing...

Will His Majesty the King still stand on his own side?

He didn't want to go to the palace at this time to get into trouble, but he could only continue to restlessly restlessly when he stayed at home.

After thinking about it, he moved the mechanism behind the bookcase and opened the secret wall in the study.

Walking into the secret room, he lifted an inconspicuous wooden box and gently stroked its surface twice.
Chapter completed!