"Please leave us."
Inside the room, Aaron waved a hand, dismissing the maids.
After the door closed, Bruce still stared at Clark's corpse in disbelief, muttering, "Impossible... Teacher was clearly so healthy... He had the powerful physique of a Ghoul... He... he was a Beyonder. How could he have died like this?"
Bruce's vacant gaze turned toward Aaron.
Aaron sighed and said, "He died from... Beyonder loss of control. I found a suicide note on his desk. Perhaps he had long been mentally prepared for this..."
As he spoke, he handed Bruce a letter.
This will was not forged. It was genuine.
It was clear that Clark had long harbored the will to die. Otherwise, he would not have prepared poison for himself and written a suicide note.
Yet the pursuit of life was a living creature's instinct. He had always clung to a sliver of hope, until Aaron exposed him...
'Perhaps... people are contradictory creatures by nature.'
'Until the very moment of death, no one can truly see themselves clearly.'
Aaron sighed inwardly as he saw Bruce's eyes redden once more.
"Teacher..."
He wiped his tears and said, "Teacher's affairs will be handled by his lawyer. There's also a public will at the law firm... Teacher appointed you as its executor, and then asked me to follow you to Plymouth..."
As for this real will, since it involved mysteries and Beyonders, it was naturally impossible to have it notarized and executed by a lawyer.
"Yes. This is what he left you—your school's token!"
With a flip of his hand, Aaron passed the Vertical Eye necklace, which he had already studied, to Bruce. Watching the latter carefully put it away, he continued, "Hmm... Your school is called the 'Eye of Ancient Meng'? What does 'ancient Meng' mean?"
"Teacher said... 'Ancient