"So, it was the dwarves who assassinated Earl Uman last night?"
Joyce's immature voice echoed in the council hall of Lion's Roar Castle.
Knight Chester, the captain of the St. Hilde family guard, replied respectfully: "Master, there was indeed a dwarf warrior who fought against me last night, but... it should not be the corpse in front of me."
"Why?"
Faced with Joyce's slightly stupid question, Chester Knight had no choice but to patiently explain:
"Master, if you can fight against me without losing, the opponent is at least a fifth-tier fighter, and how could a fifth-tier fighter be crushed to death by a collapsed warehouse?"
"Oh..." Joyce nodded, and then he had a flash of inspiration, and asked again, "What about the fourth level?"
"Probably not."
Hearing this answer, Joyce's eyes glowed, as if he had discovered something extraordinary, and he quickly showed off:
"So, as a fourth-rank knight, Thomas shouldn't have been crushed to death by the collapsed church ceiling? Instead, he had died in the confessional before that, right?"
"Ahem... It's possible..." Knight Chester felt a little embarrassed.
For a moment, he didn't know whether to praise Master Joyce for being smart or saying he was stupid.
In desperation, he had no choice but to signal Steward Delinden with his eyes, probably saying, don't let me wipe your ass for the conspiracy you created yourself...
"Then we should examine Thomas Cavalier's body to see what the cause of his death is!" the clever Joyce shouted.
Butler Drinden sighed and couldn't keep silent anymore, but just as he was about to explain, he saw a tall figure walking in from the door.
Then, Archbishop Adjani's lazy and charming voice sounded:
"Master Joyce, Cavalier Thomas was indeed crushed to death. A huge rock with corners just happened to hit his head, which led to such misfortune."
"Sister Adjani!" Joyce jumped off his seat immediately, stepped forward and took Adjani's hand affectionately.
Seeing this scene, Knight Chester frowned.
In fact, the chief guard of the St. Hilde family can clearly see the current power struggle in Lion's Roar Castle, but he has no preference. Whether it is Joyce or Vera who succeeds the Duke, he will No comments.
But now, looking at Joyce, who was lingering around Adjani with a flattering face, Knight Chester felt a sense of disgust from the bottom of his heart—
How can the Duke of the North be a cute and cute person who wags his head and tail in front of the church
At this time, Joyce was indeed like a puppy pleasing his master in front of Adjani. He had suspected that there was something strange about the death of Cavalier Thomas, but after Adjani gave a few casual explanations, he completely believed in the other party. If he was crushed to death by the collapsed church ceiling.
As for how the church ceiling collapsed suddenly, well, of course it was caused by a lightning strike.
Chester Knight, who had always been neutral, was a little speechless after passing the level so easily.
However, when he saw Earl Uman's head, he sneered in his heart—the person on Vera's side is not a simple character, and there will be a good show to watch next.
"Master Joyce, the most urgent task is to re-appoint a commander of the city defense army. In addition, the army of the Uman family also needs a new commander, so as not to cause chaos."
Of course, Joyce would not refuse Adjani's suggestion. He nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay! Then, do you have any suggestions for the commander of the Winter City City Defense Force, Archbishop?"
Adjani smiled lightly, shook her head and said, "The world belongs to the lord, and the faith belongs to the gods. Master Joyce, the appointment of the commander of the city defense force in Winter City cannot be decided by me."
Well, let's have a face.
Knight Chester secretly slandered.
However, he also knew that Adjani was just pretending to refuse, and the real candidate must have been discussed long ago. Could it be that Joyce, a ten-year-old kid, was really expected to make the decision
Sure enough, Joyce himself couldn't make up his mind at all, so he turned to the butler Durinden and asked, "Derlinden, who do you think is more suitable?"
The old butler smiled reservedly, and suggested: "Master, I think Louis Knight is good. He is the deputy head of the Golden Lion Legion. He has experience in commanding troops, and he is brave in battle. He is also loyal to the St. Hilde family. A qualified city defense commander."
Joyce didn't think about it, and immediately nodded and said: "Okay, let Louis Knight take over the city defense army."
The Louis knight on the side immediately stepped out, knelt down on one knee in front of Joyce, and said loudly:
"Thank you, Master Joyce, for your trust!"
Immediately, the housekeeper Delinden drafted a letter of appointment and handed it over to Joyce.
Joyce signed his name happily, as if he had really become the Duke of the North at this moment.
This feeling of being able to control the fate of others with every word and deed caused a strange emotion to rise in Joyce's heart. He may not understand what it is called, but he has become irresistibly addicted to it.
Joyce suddenly understood why his father was busy all day long, but never complained, and even enjoyed it. He used to be thankful that he was not his father's eldest son, so he didn't have to worry about working hard on these tedious government affairs in the future.
But now, he can finally understand his father's happiness.
After handing over the signed letter of appointment to Knight Louis, Joyce looked around with his head held high, enjoying the feeling of being the focus of everyone's attention.
Especially Archbishop Adjani's gaze was as cold as water, yet concealed a surging charm. The possessive desire in Joyce's heart could no longer be suppressed. He really wanted to ask the butler if he had to wait for the coming-of-age ceremony before he could get married...
"Master? Master?"
"Hmm, what's up?"
Joyce was woken up by the butler's call, and hurriedly withdrew his greedy gaze from Ajani with a guilty conscience.
But the young man's love has already been fully seen by everyone present, some are happy to see the result, while others are frowning.
"Unfortunately, Earl Uman was murdered. We must catch the murderer as soon as possible. Of course, more importantly, we must appease the soldiers of the Uman family in the city." Steward Delinden suggested again.
"The Uman family..." Joyce pondered for a moment, then scanned the chamber again, wondering, "Why didn't you see Viscount Walra?"
The housekeeper De Linden immediately explained: "I have sent someone to inform Viscount Valla about the death of the Earl, and I also invited the Viscount to come to the meeting room for discussion, but for some reason, he has not appeared yet."
"Are you injured and can't come?" Joyce asked.
Knight Chester replied: "Master, Viscount Walra was indeed injured in the attack last night, but according to my opinion, his injury is not serious."
"Then send someone to urge you again!" Joyce began to show impatience on his face, as if he felt that his prestige had been challenged.
"Yes!" The steward Drinden immediately responded, and immediately sent someone to inform Viscount Walra.
Joyce said again: "What about the murderer who killed Earl Uman? Knight Chester, you just said that the dwarf body found with Earl Uman's head was not the murderer?"
"Probably not." Knight Chester explained patiently, "As I said just now, I was fighting against a fifth-level dwarf warrior. He would never be killed by a collapsed warehouse anyway. Find The dwarf corpse should be just a scapegoat.
Moreover, we only found Count Uman's head, but the rest of the body was missing. I guess it was taken away by the real murderer. "
"Then why did the murderer take Earl Uman's body and leave only one head?" Joyce asked curiously.
"I guess it might be trying to hide something."
"Hiding what?" Joyce had a posture of not giving up without asking.
Knight Chester suddenly felt a headache.
In his opinion, Joyce had a typical child's mental outburst, asking non-stop about some unimportant things, but turning a blind eye to the really important things.
Fortunately, Archbishop Adjani spoke up and brought the topic back to the right track: "Master Joyce, the reason why the murderer took Earl Uman's body is not the key. What we should pay more attention to is who planned to attack Earl Uman assassination?"
Joyce nodded again and again: "What do you think, Archbishop?"
Ajani looked at Knight Chester and asked: "Chester Knight, you said that there were three assassins last night, a huge man in blue armor, a small man in red armor, and a man with a huge Winged monster?"
"Yes."
Adjani's eyes flickered, and she suddenly smiled and said, "It's hard to guess the identities of the two armored men, but it's not the first time someone with wings has appeared."
"Really?" Joyce asked curiously, "Can humans really grow wings?"
Seeing that Joyce's focus was skewed again, Ajani smiled faintly, and brought the topic back again:
"I don't know about this either. However, I know that in the coup d'état in Silvermoon City last year, there was also a 'Winged Knight', which is said to be a knight with huge wings. It should be the same person in Lion's Roar Castle."
"The Winged Knight?" Joyce asked anxiously with longing in his eyes, "The archbishop, do you know his true identity?"
Archbishop Ajani did not speak, but turned to look at the entrance of the meeting hall.
There, a heroic figure just appeared.
(end of this chapter)