Chapter 52: The Language of the Bluebird
Mr. Delany breathed a sigh of relief. After venting his anger, he had calmed down. Oliver’s attitude seemed unexpected. Mr. Delaney’s cleared his throat towards the handsome face that was full of a harmless smile, and finally could only let out a cold snort of disdain.
“There’s information.” He raised his chest and swept his eyes between their group. “Listen, I’ll double the money. You have to bring me back the body. I know those evil things will turn themselves into ashes before they die, but there should be a way. Aren’t your black badges snake rank? I don’t want the corpse. You can keep it yourself.”
“Thank you for your generosity.” Oliver responded quietly, “but that’s a bit difficult. We don’t know much about the Grace Bluebirds in this area.”
“Go and ask her. Melody told her more about it than me.” Mr. Delaney waved his hand at Mrs. Delaney who was still sobbing. “Don’t try to fool me. I want my daughter to see the body with her own eyes and I want her to go back to the way she was.”
“How do you know she will definitely change back?” Nemo pushed Oliver’s hand away from him and asked unhappily.
“I said go and talk to my wife. Don’t you understand words, boy?” Mr. Delaney had an air of reluctance to speak any more. He stood up, turned the corner of his mouth rigidly downward, and quickly left the living room. After he left, Mrs. Delaney shrunk more nervously. She tried to shovel the wet porcelain pieces tremblingly, trying to suppress the choking in her throat, as if it was any louder, it would eat her raw.
Nemo grimaced in the direction of Mr. Delaney’s departure. He didn’t have a good impression of this person. Listening to his tone, Melody didn’t seem to be like a living person but more of an ornament in the house.
“You… What do you want to know?” Mrs. Delaney rolled up her apron uneasily stared at the ground without looking at them. “You… Oh, do sit down first. Isaac’s temper is actually not so bad. He’s just heartbroken.”
Oliver sat down on the small sofa obediently while Nemo leaned against it with his elbow, not meaning to sit down honestly. Ann and Adrian did not move and stood quietly in place.