Sir Hilton's body rests in the chapel in the castle, a building located in the southwest corner of the castle, which, although small in size, is the center of faith for the people of the castle.

The chapel can accommodate about twenty people at the same time, but there is an altar and a confessional room, fully equipped, and the ground is covered with a lot of moisture-proof hay, Sir Hilton, as a knight of noble status, his body is parked on the altar, wearing the armor of the duel, lying flat on the altar, holding his sword in both hands, to fulfill the oath that when he becomes a knight, he will not give up his sword easily.

"Sir Hilton." Bruce stood in the chapel and looked at Sir Hilton lying peacefully on the altar, the priest lifting incense and shaking it around to hide the smell of the corpse's decay, but fortunately the weather had begun to get colder, and the corpse was not decomposing quickly.

Bruce sighed with some emotion that this powerful knight had rescued him, but at this time he had become a cold corpse, and no one was safe in this world.

"It is all the will of the Lord God, and we will pray for Sir that his soul will ascend to heaven." The priest, dressed in white robes, walked up to Bruce and the countess with an incense burner and said to them.

"I'd like to take a closer look." Bruce turned to the countess.

"Of course." The countess stretched out her hand, and she put on her veil once more, transforming from Louise back to Countess Randall.

Bruce walked over, he looked at Sir Hilton's corpse, it seemed that this knight died peacefully, but Bruce remembered that the real choked people died hideously, could it be that there was an undertaker in this era?

"I'm going to see his hands." Bruce said to the countess beside him.

"Look at his hands?" The countess asked, somewhat surprised.

"Yes, I would like your permission, Your Countess." Bruce insisted, knowing that according to the customs of this world, it is very rude to touch the body of a nobleman with a title without permission.

"Okay, I agree." The countess thought for a moment and said to Bruce.

"What happened?" Eve and the others didn't understand what was going on, and they took a few steps forward and followed behind Bruce.

Bruce went up and took off the leather gloves with difficulty, because Sir Hilton had been dead for a certain time, and the body was a little stiff, Eve and Stukov hurriedly stepped forward to help, and took off the gloves without trying to destroy Sizz's fingers.

"Sure enough." Bruce looked at Sir Hilton's fingers and suddenly realized, but at that moment he heard a stern voice behind him.

"What are you who dare to touch the corpse of a sacred nobleman?" The voice echoed through the chapel, and Bruce and the others looked up and looked back, only to see a priest walking in with a nun, and he yelled at everyone.

"This is Taylor, the chaplain of the chapel." The countess hurriedly explained to Bruce.

"Dear Countess, if I am not mistaken, you have consecrated this chapel to the Church, it belongs to the Church, and the holy bodies of the nobles who remain here are blessed by the Lord God." The priest did not flinch in the face of the noble countess and Bruce, who had short silver hair and a serious expression.

"I totally understand, but Lord Baron Bruce thinks Sir Hilton's death is suspicious, so I'd like to check it out." The countess said to the priest Taylor.

"Suspicious? But no one can be presumptuous in the temple of the Lord God, and even more so Sir Hilton died at the will of the Lord God, we just need to obey. Pastor Taylor said with his hands in front of him, in an unquestionable voice.

"No, Sir Hilton's death was not the will of the Lord God, but murder, and he died of poison." Bruce frowned, he took Sir Hilton's hand sideways, shook it, and said.

"What, murder, Lord Baron, do you know what you're talking about?" Pastor Taylor said angrily.

"You mean Sir Hilton died of poisoning?" The countess asked in surprise, and she stepped forward to Bruce's side and looked down.

"Look, what's changed to Jazz's nails?" Bruce pointed to Sir Hilton's hand and said to the countess and the others.

"Him, his nails are black." Eve, who was on the side, saw that Jazz's nails had turned black.

"What's the use of that, maybe he didn't wash his hands." Pastor Taylor frowned and said disapprerovingly.

"This is not the case with hand washing, which is a symptom of venom flowing into the nails after poisoning." Bruce thought to himself, fortunately he didn't watch Conan less back then.

"If it is confirmed that Sir Hilton was poisoned, who would be the one who poisoned him?" The countess clenched her fists, and she said angrily.

"At that time, Sir was dueling with Count Ivan's men, and it must have been Count Ivan who killed Sir Sir." Eve blurted out.

"Shut up, you can't jump to conclusions until things are clear." Bruce glared at Eve, this kind of thing can't be said by his people, otherwise what if Count Ivan bites back, he has no evidence to prove that Count Ivan did it.

"It is a very serious crime to slander an earl." Pastor Taylor said loudly.

"My Countess, where was the person who gave Sir Hilton's Peaches at the time?" Bruce ignored the priest and asked the countess.

"The cook? I'll send someone to find it right away. The countess reacted, but she couldn't be blamed, and at first no one suspected that Sir Hilton had been poisoned.

"Stukov, you mount your horse and find Mavis and bring her here." Bruce crept up to Stukov and whispered in his ear.

"Mavis? Be. Stukov was stunned, but left the chapel to carry out Bruce's orders.

After a while, a castle guard hurried back, and he took a few steps to the waiting countess, and whispered a few words, and the countess was stunned.

"What's wrong?" Bruce asked with a frown.

"They found the cook's body in the haystack in the kitchen, but the cook was unclothed and looked dead for some time." The countess said to Bruce from behind the veil.

"Understood, it seems that someone pretended to be a cook and took advantage of the duel to give Sir Hilton a poisonous peach." Bruce sighed, saying that Sir Hilton's death was doubtful.

"But why, what the hell did you do?" The countess was a little shocked, she had no idea that this would be the result.

"I'm going to have a thorough examination of Jazz's body, please allow me." Bruce said to the countess.

"Oh, how do you want to check thoroughly?" The countess asked in surprise.

"I'd like to slit open Sizz's throat and see if I can find that poisoned peach." Bruce said.

"What, what a presumptuous." Before the countess could reply, the priest Taylor burst into a rage.

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