Chapter 51: Breaking the Game
As soon as Alice said this, the church hall was suddenly silent, although everyone present knew that there must be something strange about Kevin Stun's murder, but they never dreamed that this little lady who was only sixteen years old would be so strong, she just dared to say-
"Nonsense!" The red-clothed priest of Sirudelt immediately turned cold, stood on the podium of the priest and waved his arms, his eyes were angry, "Alice Stun, what are your intentions?" How dare you slander our majesty as a thief?! β
"I have no intention of slandering Your Majesty, Lord Priest Sirudelt." Alice straightened her waist, her calm face and voice were not afraid of his reprimand, "It's just that the Lord of the Red Priest, you don't say it, but you must also know in your heart that His Majesty Leopold IV is still in the regency period before he becomes an adult, and the Duke of Ducatlet is the actual ruler of the empire during this period." β
"Then the thief you are referring to is an allusion to Lord Duke Ducatlet?" Sirudelt asked angrily.
"It's express, Lord Priest."
"Ridiculous! Unless you can produce evidence that the Duke of Ducalet is guilty of such a crime, and that such a charge is related to the fact that His Majesty can legally revoke the title of Count of the Northlands. β
"Then Lord Priest Sirudelt, I'll show the evidence now." Alice looked directly into the eyes of the red-clothed priest and stepped forward with her staff, "Let me ask you, how did you learn of the lord's death?" β
"Hmph, this has come to this, don't you want to say that Sir Kevin is still alive, and the remains sent back to you by the old Sir Wilkens, Earl of Silver Shield Castle, are fake?"
"I won't run away from the fact that Lord Lord is dead, but you didn't answer my question, Lord Priest of Sirudelt."
As the words fell, the blonde-haired and blue-eyed mage lady closed her lips, her eyes still falling directly on the other party's face, and it seemed that she would not give up easily without getting the answer to this question from the mouth of the red-clothed priest.
Sirudelt frowned slightly, stood on the stage and looked at her carefully for a few seconds, as if wondering if this question could be a trap set by Alice, so he waited for a while, and then replied very cautiously: "Are you really unaware, or are you pretending to be confused, Ms. Alice Stone?" It has been a few days since Sir Kevin's body was returned to you by Sir Wilkens, and you think everyone in Helmet City is deaf and blind except you? β
He paid attention to the wording when answering, and since he couldn't guess the intention of Alice's question, he was not in a hurry to respond positively, in short, let's see Alice's reaction first.
Alice's reaction was still very flat, and she didn't seem to show the slightest sign of anger, and then glanced to the side and asked softly, "Is what the Lord Priestess said right, Your Excellency the Chief of Intelligence?" β
"I'm so sorry, Ms. Alice." Among the aristocratic officials who had come on behalf of the Northland court, the man whom Alice called the Chief of Intelligence, who was actually supposed to be called the Chief Spy, immediately came into her ear and whispered, "The news of the lord's death has indeed spread outside the castle, after all, we can't be sure that there will be other witnesses on the streets along the way when the messenger of Silver Shield Castle returns the body that night." β
"I see......," Alice nodded her head, raised her hand to signal him to go back, then took a deep breath and looked up at Sirudelt again, "but in this case, the timing doesn't coincide." β
"When?" Sirudelt looked surprised.
"That's right, time." The expression on Alice's face instantly became extremely serious, and she continued, "Lord Priest Sirudelt, if I remember correctly, the time when you arrived in Armor City as Your Majesty's envoy and visited the Basilica of San Antonios was on the afternoon of the 23rd of this month, and the time when we received the messenger of Silver Shield Fort in the Lord's Castle happened to be six days ago, that is, on the 23rd of this month, but the specific time was late at night. β
"Oh? In this way, I remember that this was the case, and I went to the church on the evening of the 24th of the next day to meet the priest. At this time, Scambede suddenly stood not far away and interjected, with a look of sudden realization on his face, and his cunning gaze looked through the round-rimmed glasses, and threw himself at the celebratory podium with Alice, "But in this way, Lord Priest Sirudelt, the first time you visited the Cathedral of San Antonios, you conveyed to the Priest of McCarone that His Majesty was going to reclaim the title of lord, and at that time you were supposed to have not learned of the murder of the lord?" Or maybe you got the news faster than we did, Your Majesty? β
"And not only then, but Governor Scambed." Alice seemed to have been prepared, and at this moment she naturally took Scambed's words and said, "If you strictly calculate, the day when Lord Priest Sirudelt departs from the imperial capital should be before the twenty-third day of this month, in other words, ......"
As for this, she appropriately stopped her words, and although the remaining suspense was not explained verbally, it was clear enough in the current atmosphere, like an invisible arrow instead of the power of words, pointing out a terrible truth to the hearts of everyone presentβ
His Majesty the Emperor's news of the death of the Earl of the Northland is "prophet of the unknown"!
And during this time - Fromael Ducalet, Duke of Thuron, has been the regent of the imperial power, handling most of the affairs of the empire in place of the emperor!
Including the paladin guards in the church, everyone present immediately looked at each other, and then the noble officials of the Northland court began to be faintly restless, each of them passed a complicated look to their nearby colleagues, and after a few seconds, they all showed a similar look on their faces, that is, they were stunned-
Immediately after that, there was anger.
No wonder Lady Alice says she refuses to surrender the title and land of the Earl of Northland to the thieves!
"Everyone, calm down." Scambed turned his head to look back at the court officials standing in the hall of this church, and knew in his heart that Alice had just stabbed the sword into the logical crux of Sirudelt, but the sharp tip of the sword had not yet reached the deepest part of the crux, and the conditions for victory were still the last bit away, and now was not the time.
So he spoke up again, raising his hand to suppress the anger rising in the hearts of the palace officials.
Urs kept his sanity and stood beside Alice to watch all this, to be honest, it may be because he had experienced too much in his previous life, and at this moment, he did not have a particularly radical feeling about Alice's powerful counterattack to Sirudelt just now, but quickly realized that most of the hole cards in Alice's hand were not this one.
She still has a back hand.
Because if Alice and Scambede could easily see a contradiction in the chronology of Sirudelt's actions, then Sirudelt himself should have known that there was such a huge mistake in his own actions before the meeting began.
But even so, the red-clothed priestess insisted on convening the meeting.
Where does he get his self-confidence? Is it just a fluke? Not necessarily, I'm afraid......
The young man couldn't help but grit his teeth lightly, and half turned his head to look at the little lady who was so far away from him. There was already a cracked light mark in the closed predicament, but the crack was not wide enough to hold out all the light.
What decision will she make next? ()
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