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In contrast, her skin was paler, and the tenacity in her expression was less obvious, and it was clear that she had let go of the "identity" of the Holy Maiden Sibu.

"Holy Sibu?" asked a nobleman tentatively.

"Aven!" said Lucy, cheerfully taking the girl by the hand, to her brother Misé, "this is the Aven Freton I told you before, my friend. ”

Fitney acceded to Lucy's request, perhaps out of the fact that he had known what was going to happen at this point.

Most of the nobles didn't know what Evan Freyton was, but Misse had heard of it, and he looked at Fitney and smiled with undisguised praise in a slightly surprised way: "Hello - Miss Aven, you are the best-behaved saint Sib I have ever seen. Thank you very much for your letter. ”

"Letter?" Lucy was a little surprised.

"That's right, it's Miss Evan who has written me a letter that she thinks there will be some troublemakers tonight. Miser said slowly, then turned his gaze, and a chilling glow in his golden eyes fell on Viscount Avril's body, making him stiff.

"Your Majesty!" said Viscount Avril with affection, his eyes seemed to be searching for someone, a little wandering, but he could not find the person he was looking for, and suddenly became extremely pale - and tried to plead with the king.

"Let's take him to prison first. Dahl said in place of Misser - he was in charge of the security of the night, so he was called by Misser in the first place, and in fact he didn't need to do anything at all, as long as it confirmed what Fitney said in the letter, then there was no need to ask for anything else.

Viscount Avril's behavior was seen as extremely dangerous - the king's restraint on the nobility was not so strong, but the series of things that Viscount Avril did was threatening the interests of all the nobles, and this was the thing that attracted their attention the most - as for how to deal with him, it might require a special Lutheran Council meeting.

"Why would a minor nobleman know about this?" said Lylia stared at Fitney for a long time.

"Mrs. Gabriel, we've lost too much time - it's the Awakening Festival. We should enjoy the present and talk about the rest later. Miser interrupted Lelia's question.

The nobles could see that Misse was defending the young lady, but both sides were a little out of place, so that the nobles could not say anything for a while—it was so unexpected that such a thing would happen, but Fitney stood there with no emotion on his face.

"I'm a merchant, and I travel a lot in the forest, and I don't know what you're saying about the Avril family, but one of the men I met on the road told me -- and he asked me to bring back the lady from the Janelle family. Fitney unexpectedly responded to the question.

"Are you talking about Sharon?" Lucy was surprised - her words managed to shift people's attention to Sharon, but unfortunately the girl was still unconscious, "what the hell is going on with her? ”

"Blue vine grass is a natural enemy of Reboer. Fitney meant something.

"What are you talking about?!" even Miser had a shocked expression - Rebol was forbidden in the Lutheran Kingdom, and they didn't care what the user had to pay, but in the early Lutheran kingdom ruling system, the more powerful the person who was able to manipulate the magic, and Repoel could "cheat" with amazing results.

Fitney's expression remained unchanged from beginning to end in the face of their shocked and questioning expressions: "She has been sleeping since I brought her back - I don't know who she really is if she hadn't suddenly awakened and escaped from where I lived. However, she also seems to have taken some other potions, such as the Flower of Barlow. ”

"What the hell is going on?" said Dahl Morgan, puzzled.

"The reason for her madness is indeed caused by the Flower of Barlow, which seems to have existed for a long time - for at least three months in her body, Raibor is immune to the effects of Ballow's flower, but if the Blue Vine Grass kills Raibor in her body, it is a different matter. At this point, Corifo stepped out, seemingly reaping the results of Sharon's performance, and his eyes fell on Fitney, "Still, I'm not sure who gave her so much of the horrible stuff. ”

"It's not about me, I was in Aesop Forest three months ago - we only met at the Israeli Hilton Investigative Agency a few days ago, didn't we?"

"Maybe you sent someone to do it?" there were always some people who were skeptical -- and Dahl Morgan had always been that kind of person.

"No—Evan wouldn't be that. She saved my life, how could a warm-hearted and responsible person do such a thing?, why think so much?" Lucy defended Fitney without hesitation.

"What if a businessman who is not outstanding has such a thing as a Rebol?" the argument suddenly became heated.

"Repoel needs to be planted in the blood, and it's not something that a gifted magician can't do. Fitney said.

Their atmosphere was stiff with each other, and a hypothesis had already made them suspicious - being good at suspicion was a common problem among nobles, but at this time, so many nobles, this suspicion was about to explode.

"Enough! You don't seem to like to take my words very seriously—maybe my father says a lot, and he thinks you're all very good, doesn't he?" this incident angered Miser - he had already reminded the nobles not to take it too seriously at this time, after all, it was the Awakening Rite and not the Lutheran Council, so he could not bear it, and the majesty in his tone was unprecedented, "but when these things happened, how could I not see what my ministers had to say?"

Misse's words were too sharp for them to answer—the peace of the Luther kingdom had been going on for a long time, and they didn't seem to be aware of what was happening tonight.

"Your Majesty...... I think there's something that needs to be explained. Corifo took a deep breath, as if he was trying to say it in a desperate slate.

Misse gave him the opportunity to continue.

"My colleague has a way of measuring the residual time of Rabel, and he says that Raebel has been present in Sharon Janelle for at least three years. Corifo said slowly, and there was a deathly silence among the nobles after saying this. The matter was more serious than they thought, but there was no longer much to be suspicious about.