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The study was simple and neatly furnished, as had always been the habit of the Duke of Wizdem - Duke Wizdem stood in the backlight with his hard, expressionless face flickering in and out.

Behind him was the table where policies affecting the entire country could be written, and on which documents were already piled up.

"Feiqi, what's going on now?" said Duke Wizdem's voice, a deep and majestic voice that was easily swayed.

"There's been a mess, and the news of Duncan Morrows' death is already being sent to Tecai Roland. His Majesty was troubled by this matter, and asked the people of the Hilton Investigation Agency to put down their previous mission and search for who had killed Duke Morolles. Feige said, "What should we do?"

"Tomorrow we will start packing our things and going back to Haivag. The Duke of Wizdem was silent for a moment, and then said, "Let Lylia come tomorrow morning, anyway—and give this letter to Count Isopp." ”

"So, are we leaving tomorrow afternoon?" Feige asked.

"No, we'll leave tomorrow night. I'm going to the palace tomorrow afternoon. Said the Duke of Wizdem.

"Yes, sir. Feige said, and was about to withdraw to make arrangements—the Duke of Wizdem had lived here for a long time, and it was not a matter of time and a half to clean up, so it was always better to arrange as far in advance as possible.

"Wait. The Duke of Wizdem stopped Feich.

Feige turned his head, patiently waiting for the Duke of Wizdem to continue.

The Duke of Wizdem was silent for a long time, the tall master had seen so many things in recent years that he looked like a weathered warrior in this not-so-bright light—and at last he said," said him, "she was as calm as I was. ”

"If you're talking about Miss Fitney, then I think I can stick to that idea. Feige thought for a moment, and finally remembered this phrase that he had said a long time ago.

"It's a very chaotic time, everybody wants something, but the inexplicable person always comes out of their unwitting place and disturbs it all - the calm person always goes the farthest, but - she may forget her original purpose by constantly avoiding it all. The Duke of Wizdem's voice was deep, as if he were summarizing the contents of a book, for the expression on his face did not match what he had said.

"Miss, is she—still alive?" Feige was Aldrich's most loyal servant, and he realized something.

The Duke of Wizdem stopped talking, and Feige noticed that the man who had always been as steel had a look of confusion on his face.

This is a very strange phenomenon and unsettling.

"She's not like anybody, not like me, not like Adele. The Duke of Wizdem paused, "so she will always insist on herself when there is no one to support her." ”

Feige was slightly stunned, not understanding what Duke Wizdem was thinking.

"Sir, a guest is visiting. Just then they heard a knock at the door—the voice of the servant.

"Who is it. "The Duke of Wizdem is not for everyone, but in this case, they are more concerned about who will visit so late.

"He called himself Ed Ansendier of the Duchy of Ansendil. The servant said.

A flash of surprise flashed in Duke Wizdem's eyes, and then he closed them, and when he opened them again, they were as sharp as ever.

"Let him in. ”

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What happened in the Wizdem family's house is unknown to many people, and everyone is worried about their condition.

In a dwelling on the outskirts of Dryden, which is not uncommon, it belonged to the nobles' suburban dwellings, and it was well arranged and equipped with all the amenities that were no different from those in Dryden, and it even felt a little overdone, as a nobleman who often had to go in and out of Dryden, but who did not like the city.

In one room, a man sat with his back to the door, and in front of him was a burning fireplace—no fireplace was needed this season, it was just unbearably hot, but the man sat on the sofa with a blanket.

Perhaps it was such a strange act that the young man who opened the door and was about to walk in stopped at the door.

The light in front of the fireplace was not enough to illuminate the face of the man sitting on the couch, but one could recognize the man standing in the doorway, Coriford.

"You've removed that little girl's place?" said the first to speak, the man sitting in front of the fireplace.

"Do you regret it?" Coriford didn't seem to care much about these things on his face.

The Avril family's position is now in jeopardy, and if Polina loses her job in the theater, she fears that the whole family will enter a crisis even worse than when the previous Viscount Avril was there.

"Ha, it's your business, not mine—but you've heard about the death of Duncan Morals?"

"I've heard that Misseri is looking into this matter with the Hilton Investigative Agency. ”

"Now, then, it's time for the Avril family to show their last worth. ”

"Looks like you're going to wipe them out? How do I remember that the Avril family wasn't involved in what happened thirty years ago? ”

"So I ask if you feel guilty?"

"I won't, I'm just curious. ”

"Isn't that right for us to repay what we owe? ”

"Well, then, what's the reason?"

"There's no need to be in a hurry, Misse is too anxious, and so is the Hilton Investigation. ”

Colifo frowned: "If you don't deal with this matter as soon as possible, I'm afraid that the people of the Holy See won't let this matter go easily." ”

"Restless Holy See -- but what does that have to do with us? Since they think that everyone needs to pay for their faith, let's see if anyone will buy their account at this time. ”

"I remember we were with them?"

"Hahahaha! What a pity, in such a whirlpool, we can only hold the hands of the people around us, but there will always be victims, among which we have to exclude some people, who is the unlucky guy?"

"Well, as you wish - I have one more thing to say. ”

"You ask. ”

"Evan Freyton's thing. ”

"Didn't you already have a guess?"

"What does she want to do......"

"Who knows, as long as she gets in my way, she's going to die!"