There was dead silence in the cell.

"And... What's the problem?" Lussac, covered in bruises, hung his head, and a wind-like voice came from his chest.

The black-haired wizard forced his composure, his hands clenched into fists trembled slightly, and he spoke with great difficulty:

"Why?"

He couldn't find any reason why Lussac would poison Siscott, and he didn't want to believe that this was the truth.

Even the "truth" that the "murderer" told him personally......

"You... Was it forced?"

The dying Lusak just shook his head tiredly: "Do you know that very few descendants of the Charn family can live to be sixty years old?"

Loren raised his head slightly, and there was a strange luster in his eyes.

If memory serves, that Lord Siscott Charn is seventy-six years old!

"I got the invitation two months ago, and they told me it was just for Lord Saskot. Lussac's eyes were gloomy and his voice was hoarse: "At that time, Master Albert also came to persuade me, saying that accepting this job would bring wizards and nobles closer together. ”

"For the sake of Master Albert's favor, and for the sake of making the family more comfortable, I agreed. ”

"But when I actually met Master Sistcot, it wasn't like that. Lussack was weak and desperate, as if his whole body was trembling: "Even the opposite, he is terminally ill!"

"Relying on the huge financial resources of the Charn family, all kinds of rare herbs and alchemy potions, this old man can barely control his condition, and he looks no different from an ordinary old man. ”

"But in reality, he was able to stay awake for no more than six hours a day... In such a situation, they hoped that I would be able to cure Master Siscott, or at least maintain the status quo. ”

Loren was slightly stunned when he heard this, but in the end he remained silent, his narrowed eyes thoughtful.

"If I were a strong adult, I might be sure of it, but a terminally ill old man can't afford any risk, and it's hard to stay the same. ”

The dim-eyed Lussac suddenly raised his head, like a beast of despair: "Until that night!"

"In order to attend the banquet at the Royal Wizarding Academy, Siscott forced me to prepare a potion that would keep him awake, saying that he must not show weakness in front of outsiders, and that he must be able to hold out until the banquet is over. ”

"I complied, and watched him drink the alchemical potion with my own eyes, and prayed that the Holy Cross would bless me for at least one night, but it turned out to be ......"

"I poisoned him with my own hands!"

Lussac's eyes trembled, and he closed his heavy eyes with pain and reluctance.

There was another moment of silence, which lasted nearly two minutes.

The black-haired wizard frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "This matter... How many people know?"

"No, my work as a physician for Siscott has always been private. Lu Ssac, who hung his head, shook his head sadly: "Some people in the Charn family may know the secret, but they will never say it. ”

Loren raised an eyebrow, still pondering.

"Wizarding advisor to His Highness Brandon, I know what you're trying to do... It's useless. Lussack's voice of despair came faintly:

"That's right, if you really have a heart, you may be able to find one or two clues, but no nobleman in the imperial capital dares to provoke the Charn family for the sake of me as an alchemist, and you can only return in vain. ”

"And the real reason why the Charn family has rarely lived past the age of sixty... It's a big secret, once you try to uncover the truth, even if it's just the idea that is discovered......"

"You all have to face an ancient family that has lasted for thousands of years, and you will never stop hunting for it!"

"So, I advise you to give up. ”

With an extremely sad tone, Lussac, who was leaning against the torture pillar, slowly closed his eyes.

Lorenze looked at his desperate expression and pursed his chapped lips:

"Master Lusac Kovo... But before I leave, there's one more thing I want to ask you. ”

"Please think about it and tell me ...... you?"

"Do you want to live?"

The atmosphere was a little stagnant, and only the cries of rats could be heard in the foul-smelling cell.

Lussac, who closed his eyes tightly, was silent for a long time, and finally nodded slightly.

"That's enough, nothing else. ”

Gritting his teeth, Loren's cold face almost burst out word by word: "Whether it's the Charn family, the old-fashioned aristocracy, or the mastermind behind the scenes... They don't matter. ”

"Whether you can survive or not, whether the wizards of the imperial capital can live with dignity is the most important thing!"

"I can guarantee that you will never die here, no matter what means you use, let alone die for the crime of killing Scott's murderer. ”

"I will do whatever it takes to let you walk out of this cell and through the black prison door proudly!"

Lussack closed his eyes tremblingly, and the black-haired wizard did not continue to press, quietly waiting for the other party's final answer.

He was the only one who really knew about Siscott's condition and physical condition, and possibly knew the truth about the Charn's secrets, and there would be no other than him.

Not only to save him, but also for the Royal Wizarding Academy, Loren must get the real reason for the "death of Siscott" from Lussac, so that the whole case can turn around.

The premise is... Whether he really wants to live.

For a moment, the atmosphere was tense to the extreme.

Glancing to the entrance to the prison, the sound of slight but rapid footsteps came from the corridor, closing the distance with each passing second.

There is no time!

A drop of cold sweat slid across the black-haired wizard's forehead, and he pursed the corners of his mouth to hold his breath.

The trembling Lussac was on the verge of collapse, and his pale face slowly raised his head, his eyes were like a dead man, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

The footsteps grew closer, more urgent, and Loren's left hand pressed against the crossbow on his forearm for the unexpected.

"The 'curse' that has caused almost none of the Charnes to live past the age of sixty and to kill Siscott. Lussac, whose teeth trembled, said in a voice so slight that it was almost inaudible: "Its true face is actually ......"

"Bell ——!"

The entrance door was forced open, and a pale figure walked into the cell, his neck hunched and terrified.

Loren's eyes shrank slightly... He's the jailer who let him in, so to speak......

"Sorry to bother you two. The man who came in after him had a gentle voice, but the tone of politeness was extremely cool to Loren's ears:

"His Highness Brandon's wizarding advisor, why would he go to such a place?"

Under the complicated gaze of the black-haired wizard, the middle-aged man who walked in the door, Victor Hughes, the Imperial Justice, who was known for his uprightness, impartiality and ruthlessness, put his hands behind his back, and there was no smile on the corner of his mouth:

"Can you please explain?"

Loren took a deep breath, and a formulaic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Lord Victor Hughes, I ......"

Victor stretched out his hand to stop him and looked at him quietly: "Your Excellency Loren Turin, if you dare to show such an expression again, please don't blame me." ”

"Bribing jailers to meet with felons in private...... These two charges alone are enough to send you to East Sackland, where you can work as a coolie in some bottomless pit. ”

"I just came to see Thran's father as a friend, and I didn't mean anything else. The black-haired wizard restrained his smile and looked at Victor flatly:

"And... I don't think this case is as simple as it seems, Master Lussac is definitely not the murderer of Lord Siscott!"

"That's not something you can decide, Your Excellency Loren Turin—Your Majesty has given the matter to the Imperial Cabinet, and I'll judge whose responsibility it is. ”

"And I will make the most just judgment based on the evidence and facts. ”

The cold Imperial Magistrate frowned slightly: "Only this time, Your Excellency Loren Turin, I will pretend that you have not been here and will not inform the Imperial Cabinet and Your Majesty of the matter, but... There will never be a next time. ”

"Don't forget, you're not just yourself!"