Earl Ratched's Castle, in the dark long table conference room.

A group of distinguished people in the earldom were sitting at the long table, looking at Ratched, who was sitting in the main seat. The knight standing next to him was reporting to him what happened on the border.

"We checked the carriage and found a body with multiple injuries on the body. The fatal injury was on the neck, which was broken by someone."

"Of course we have to interrogate him. They first said that he was their servant and died in a foreign country. They wanted to transport him back for burial."

"But the behavior of those people was obviously inconsistent. Naturally, we had to detain the bodies and arrest them for interrogation. As a result, the accompanying priest revealed their identities."

"They are investigators from the royal capital. A witness involved in the case was killed. They want to transport the body back to the royal capital for professional inspection."

"Because there is a royal decree, and the priest also emphasized that it is important evidence. If something goes wrong here, I am afraid that even the earl cannot bear this responsibility."

"So we let it go."

After listening to the knight's report, a group of people looked very unhappy. The royal family was now in the hands of Archduke Adili, and he was the investigator of the royal family.

What is he investigating?

After returning from the southwest border, it didn't take a second thought to know that it was because of the incident at the Cross of Rebellion that he was caught in such a huge light. He wanted to make a comeback?

"Everyone, please tell me your opinion." Ratched looked at the people on the long table. Most of them were his vassals, and the rest included parliamentarians, priests, businessmen, mercenaries, and even professionals.

"I don't think they would transport the body of a maid for no reason. There is a big problem here, to the point where the body of the cultist that Baron Salin sent to the capital cannot be used as evidence." The businessman pushed his hand.

Glasses, a shrewd flash in his eyes.

"The corpse cannot be faked. At least in terms of identity identification, the Royal Capital Cathedral has professional bishops, and they will not commit perjury when it comes to the Cross of Rebellion."

The priest sitting on the businessman's seat leaned on his elbows and analyzed, "It is impossible to reduce the impact of this matter through other events. There is nothing greater than instigating the Cross of Rebellion."

"Won't the bishop be bribed? I feel like if you give me enough money, you can start an escort business along the way. Forgive me, pastor, I'm joking." A fake smile flashed across the businessman's face, and then he said seriously, "The corpse of a cultist

No problem, I don’t think they have a chance of comeback.”

"No, no, the evidence is there, but it doesn't prove that he must have given the order. They obeyed their own bishop, but it is said that the cult leader has not been caught yet." The professional sitting in the middle said.

, "In this case, there will be a lot of room for maneuver. For example, he is not familiar with them at all, or he was framed."

After the professional finished speaking, everyone at the council table was stunned. Yes, the baron's evidence alone can only prove the existence of the incident, but it cannot prove who is the instigator and whoever benefits is the murderer. It sounds reasonable, but the trial is

It's about evidence.

The professional looked at their reactions, suppressed the corners of his mouth rising and lowered his head, "As for the former, they only need to ensure that the cathedral cannot catch the bishop. There is no need to do anything extra."

When everyone heard this, their hearts went crazy. Adili wanted to beat him up?!

"It seems that the merchants in the territory were hanged because they could not repay their debts, and finally they were counterattacked and lost the territory, or in order to prove the witches, all the women in the territory were drowned. Such ridiculous things were done by the lords and nobles. In order to do

It’s not impossible to collude with heretics by slandering Adili, right?”

After the professional finished speaking, everyone's expressions turned bad again. If this matter really turned out like this, they would probably be directly overpowered at the negotiation table.

If they wanted to use force to resist, several inspectors reported that the nobles' armament was really poor.

Now the people in the royal capital claim that they are consuming Adili's military supplies, but don't they actually know what's going on?

It's a bit hard to beat.

"This professional representative is called Milos." Ratched looked down at Milos who was proud of his surprising words, "Have I ever heard that you have great archery skills and are called the Black Death, a titled strong man?

"

"It will be in the future, Lord Earl." Milos, who was snickering with his head down, choked when he heard the words, raised his head and said with a grimace.

"Oh, young people are ambitious." Ratched nodded, then glanced around, and finally looked at Milos, "I think what you just said makes sense. I'm afraid Adili will use that body to do something unexpected.

Do you know what they are going to do specifically?"

"Them." Milos was about to continue talking, but he suddenly woke up. How he knew these things would be difficult to explain later.

Although the leader contacted the local lords, it was not without reservations.

"What are they?" The count squinted his eyes and looked at Milos.

"Since they want to start a conspiracy from the corpse, then we must know who the corpse is, why it died, what impact her death will have on the Royal Capital Cathedral, and what happened around her."

Milos said despite the count's pressure, and then turned his attention to the group leader who was eating melon, "The body must be in the same place as the cultists, otherwise it would be meaningless. I remember that the cultists were captured in Simon."

, then all it takes is an insider there.”

After Milos finished speaking, he looked at the group leader and stopped talking, and everyone else followed his gaze and turned to the group leader. The group leader was a little embarrassed by the crowd, so he yelled at Milos, "What are you looking at me doing?"

"I passed by Simon Territory some time ago and got acquainted with a subordinate. He said that he was a scout of the Swallowtail Butterfly Mercenary Group, named Cade, because their leader had a premonition that something was going to happen, so he pinned him there.

In order to cope with possible storms in the future.”

"You write letters to each other, right? The kind that you receive in real time." Milos looked at the group leader, "Cade told me."

"Who is your special code!" After hearing Milos' words, the leader was about to draw his sword, but the knight behind him held down the hilt of the sword. He was slightly startled, and then looked at the count sitting on the main seat.

The count was looking at him with his chin in his hand.

"A mercenary has been placed next to the knight as a retinue. Commander, what do you want to do?"

The earl looked at the leader and said expressionlessly. The latter was suddenly speechless. He turned his head and glared at Milos, who looked proud. Then he took a few deep breaths, regained his composure and looked at Ratched with a calm expression.

"To be honest, Lord Earl, I had a very real nightmare half a year ago. I can't remember the dream clearly now, but it is definitely related to the Simon Territory, so I sent people to settle there. Who knew that I actually got the Simon Knight?

Such appreciation is something I never expected.”

After the group leader finished speaking, he shook his head slightly and sighed, as if he really hadn't expected it.

"Oh?" The Earl frowned slightly when he heard this, looked at the leader and said with confusion, "It seems that Knight Simon has used your people."

"I don't dare, it's just that it's really against the rules. I'll send someone to call him back tomorrow." The group leader said quickly.

"It doesn't have to be like this. With the current turmoil, it's a good thing to put him on the border." The count looked at the leader and said calmly, "Can you communicate in real time?"

"Yes, yes." The leader replied with difficulty.

"Then why don't you ask quickly!" Earl Wen said angrily.

"Ah? It's just..." the group leader hesitated.

"Huh?" The count's nostrils snorted and his eyes widened. He wanted to kill someone.

"Understood, I'll write a letter right now." The group leader winced and replied quickly. Then he took out a piece of letter paper and then stabbed his finger.

Blood flowed from the top, and the leader immediately began to write. During this period, he cut five fingers and filled up the letter paper.

As the letter filled up, the group leader turned over the paper and waited silently.

Everyone looked at the strange letter from the leader. They all stretched their necks to read it, and saw that the clasped letter was slowly shaking. Milos on the side spoke again at this time, "It's an elk messenger. Legend has it that it's a kind of messenger that can

There are almost no risks in letters transmitted through the void world, except for the possibility of turning into a deer-man due to excessive blood loss."

"But I don't think this is a risk. After all, I can continue to live as a deer man."

Everyone suddenly realized after hearing this, isn't this a cursed object? They occasionally heard the professionals around them talk about how magical this kind of thing was, but as employers, they just wouldn't buy it for the professionals.

Because it's too expensive.

"Milos, please do a psychological evaluation after the meeting." The pastor looked at the yearning expressions of everyone and said involuntarily.

"Oh no, Pastor, I just mean to say that it is better to die than live." Milos's face turned pale when he heard this, and he quickly defended, "I have no interest in becoming an alien."

"Having this idea is not normal. You run the risk of going dark." The pastor said seriously, "Be careful next time!"

"I understand, I understand." Milos nodded quickly.

Time passed by, and everyone looked at the letter without blinking. When their eyes were almost dry, blood words suddenly began to appear on the letter.

Corpse: Lina

Cause of death: Because he confessed to Chitra about the drowning of witches and territorial women, he was first tortured by a priest and an attendant, and finally sent to the witch for execution.

Environment: There are rumors that witches are digging up ancestral graves in the barony wilderness and using the immortal corpses inside to serve as cultists.

The writing in blood stopped abruptly.

Obviously Cade doesn't want to waste too much blood and become an elk.

The count looked at the writing on the letter from a distance and looked at the solemn-looking priest, "Karl, what do you think?"

"Death retrospective can see an image, which can establish the existence of the witch." The priest looked at the count, "In this way, even if the rumor is false, it is half established. The origin of the cultist's body will be questioned, and the greatest benefit will be gained.

He will no longer be Adili."

"In addition, she is also a problem. The nobles are raising witches." The congressman looked at the people present, "This crime is not a small crime."

Everyone in the room fell into silence, feeling deeply troubled by this. The witch was the source of all disasters, and they were already half wrong when their identities were revealed. They might not be able to cause trouble for the Grand Duke, and they would fall into the trough of public opinion.

The earl looked at the group of frowning people below and suddenly said, "Since the witch has been exposed, let's ask her to testify. The person involved should be convincing."

"She can prove that the cultists were indeed hired by Adili, and she can also prove that no one dug up the Simon family's ancestral graves. Everything is going in the right direction, that's it."

"The witch who saved the southwest lands? It would be good if she went there." A vassal under the earl said, "Before Shalin went to the royal capital, she told me about her contribution. I think..."

"You think it's just bullshit. Can you solve the current problem without letting her come?" Hearing this, the earl suddenly stood up and smashed the cup in his hand. He looked at the baron angrily, "Don't just save people at every turn. This is an incident.

Inevitability, do you know which of the prisoners I hanged is not the future devil king? Did I also save the world eight hundred times? "

The baron saw the drink thrown at his face and said nothing.

"She has participated, and she has an obligation. This is also for the kingdom and the world. I don't think you want to see a dictator appear in a land surrounded by thorns, right?" The Earl looked at everyone present until they

All lowered their heads.

"Invite her over and tell her how Grand Duke Adili conspired to murder this land." The count sat back in his chair and said to his immediate bodyguard, "Since it is possible to speculate on the vested interests, then the witch can also make it a fact.

"

At this time, the witch who came to Robiel's territory on a war horse did not know that she was being noticed by a group of big shots. She was in trouble for the matter in front of her.
Chapter completed!