"Papers are so boring. Father even visited that island himself, but I had already become a soul by then, so I don't know much."
The girl drifted about as she recalled events from a century ago, and Shade asked:
"Did he leave any records about that island, then?"
The girl nodded vigorously:
"Of course. Father recorded every experiment and exploration he conducted; he believed it was a good habit. You're looking for those records, aren't you? Let me think, that was a long time ago."
She circled around Durut Giles's head again and again, which looked rather eerie to Shade, who could see souls.
Fortunately, after circling thirteen times, the girl remembered:
"Father's early experimental records and logs of his expeditions should be in the underground library of the old house, if they weren't placed beneath the town cemetery. Haven't you discovered the sealed space beneath the cemetery? Some records Father considered less valuable were buried there. Father did have a sense of ceremony."
She had never resented her father. Even now, when speaking of Laplace Howard, she still looked proud.
Thus, Shade returned to Green Lake Inn. This time, however, when he emerged from the basement of the inn on the island, he immediately saw Megan sitting at a table on the 1st Floor, reading.
Hearing the footsteps, she turned around. When she saw that it really was Shade, she smiled:
"I heard you had come to the island, so I rushed over right away. I was worried I might not run into you, but it seems we really do have an understanding between us."
"Megan, did you come here from the Milson Duchy?"
Shade walked over and embraced the brown hair young lady. She smiled and nodded, hugging him as well and refusing to let him go:
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