With a gloomy face, Viscount Iorel stood up, walked over to the girl, and checked her pulse.

The girl had stopped breathing, her heartbeat had stopped, and a faint trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and there was a trace of crack in the snow-white porcelain.

Damn it! Viscount Aoriel's face was not very good.

Although Viscount Aoriel did not speak, it was not difficult for Green to conclude from his expression: Viscount Aoriel's daughter, Miss Amys, is dead!

Well...... It turns out that this is not a strategy game of the Three Kingdoms series, but a detective game. I am the legendary schoolboy of the Grim Reaper, and wherever I go, I will die.

While Green complained in his heart, he also glanced at the food on the table, and then looked at the food that the girl had only eaten a little in front of her: "Miss Amethe's health is not good?" ”

"Nope! Amis is in good health. Viscount Eorel stood up with a gloomy face, "Steward Goode, go and call Maester Harry!" ”

"Yes."

The meticulously dressed butler retreated, and the viscount had a gloomy face.

"Excuse me, Your Excellency, Viscount." Green observed the girl's corpse and looked at the food on the table, "Your Excellency, what do you think is the cause of Miss Amy's death?" ”

Viscount Eorel looked at the food on the table. Everyone is eating, and the staple food is roast suckling pig on the table, as well as vegetables and fruits, and red wine on everyone's hand. All are the same food.

"I don't know." Viscount Aorel grimaced, "But if I let me know who the murderer is, I will definitely make him pay!" ”

Viscount Iorrell's anger was nowhere to be vented.

There was such a murder that it seemed impossible to eat lunch. Looking at the uneaten food on the plate, Green felt a little pity. As a great demon who can eat even dirt, Green is not picky about food at all, and he is not worried about being poisoned at all.

While waiting, the butler walked in with a young scholar dressed in a mage's robe.

This is a handsome young man, with short brown hair tied into a single ponytail and gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, giving him a sense of intellectuality.

"Miss Amy!" The young man couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the blonde girl lying on the ground.

"Master Harry, examine the body, I'm going to determine the cause of Amis's death!"

"I see." The young bachelor used the [Identification Technique] on the girl's corpse.

[Identification] is a ring of prophecy spells that allows the caster to obtain information on the target item. The higher the level of knowledge of the caster, the more information he or she can receive.

A ray of light began to scan the girl's body, and the aura of magic enveloped the girl's body.

After a while, the young maester finished casting the spell, got up and said to the viscount, "Miss Amis has died of poisoning. ”

"Is it poisoning?" With a grimace, the Viscount looked at the food on the table, "Identify the food and see which food is poisoned." ”

"Yes." The young bachelor gathered the food on the table and began to identify it.

The identification lasted for a while.

"Found it." The young bachelor pointed to a goblet on the table, "This wine has been poisoned. ”

Viscount Eoriel: "Do you know what poison is inside?" ”

Bachelor: "I'm sorry, Lord Viscount, I don't know much about poison. ”

Viscount Iorel stepped forward, picked up the glass, sniffed the glass, and then took a sip of it, savoring it in his mouth.

"Poof!" Viscount Eorel spat out the poisoned wine in his mouth, "It's snake venom." ”

"The transcendents themselves have strong physical fitness, have a certain resistance to magic erosion and toxins, and can also improve their resistance to various toxins through training. Most nobles have been trained in anti-poisoning, and ordinary snake venom can only weaken a strong person like His Excellency the Viscount for a period of time at best. The scholar paused, glancing at the guests present, "In other words, the target of the poisoner is Miss from the beginning." ”

"Is this the only wine that is poisonous?" Green couldn't help but interject, "Isn't there poison in the bottle and the glass of wine I drank?" ”

Young Bachelor: "No. Only this glass of wine is poisonous. ”

Viscount Iorel was stunned for a moment, frowning.

"In other words, did the poison go straight to the cup?" Green pointed to the cup on the table, "So just investigate who touched the cup, right?" ”

Hearing Green's words, Viscount Aoriel's eyes lit up, and he turned his head to look at the maid standing aside: "Who is the person who set up the venue?" Who has touched this cup? ”

Hearing the Viscount's words, several of the maids around instantly panicked.

"Lord Viscount, I didn't do it!" A group of maids fell to their knees in a panic.

"Gather all the people who have touched the cup together for interrogation!" Without hesitation, Viscount Eorel ordered, "Steward Goode, this matter is left to you. ”

"Yes, sir." The gray-haired butler respectfully accepted the order and began to examine the maids.

Green looked at the situation in front of him, and a blank look flashed in his eyes. Is it really that simple? If it was a detective drama, things would never be so simple to solve. The price of poison in the black market is not cheap, and it is probably difficult for ordinary servants to get poison, right? And even if they kill the eldest lady, what good will it do them?

Ordering his subordinates to remove the body, Viscount Eorel said to Green in a low mood: "Your Excellency Green, I'm very sorry to let you see such a thing. ”

"Your Excellency, Viscount, please pay your respects. No one wants to see something like this happen. Green glanced at the departing subordinates, "By the way, take the liberty of asking: If your daughter dies, who will benefit the most?" ”

As soon as Green's words came out, the temperature of the entire room instantly cooled.

"Huh? Did I say something I shouldn't have said? Green looked around.

"No, it's just that I can't imagine anyone profiting from it." Viscount Aorel shook his head, "Amis doesn't have any commendable abilities or talents other than her appearance, and there is basically no other way to go in the future except to marry a good husband. In this case, I really can't think of anyone who would hurt her. ”

"That's right...... Sorry for saying something rude. ”

"It doesn't matter."

"Hmm...... It seems like there's nothing left for me here, and I think it's almost time for me to leave. Green took his leave.

"If you can, I would like you to stay for a few days and attend my daughter's funeral." Viscount Aorel said.

"This ......," Green hesitated.

Obviously, this Viscount Iorel did not give up on the solicitation plan. If Green stays, it is estimated that he will continue to solicit in the next few days. But if you refuse, it will be too impersonal. After the Mona founded the country, Green will inevitably have a relationship with Viscount Aoriel......

"Don't worry, it won't take you long."

"Hmm...... I understand. Green accepted the Viscount's invitation.

"Herram, you take Lord Green to the guest room." Viscount Aorel instructed his son to take Green and his party to the guest room.

"Yes, Father." The aristocratic young man stepped forward gracefully, "Your Excellency Green, please follow me." ”

Viscount Ioriel: "I'm still going to deal with this murder, so let my son take you to the guest room." ”

Greene: "yes, okay. ”

Green left with the noble boy, while Viscount Eorel went to interrogate the maids.

"By the way, why didn't I see the Viscountess?" Green turned to the aristocratic boy and asked, "Isn't the Viscountess in the mansion?" ”

Hearing Green's words, the aristocratic young man was stunned for a moment, and a subtle expression appeared on his face: "I'm sorry, my mother is not in good health and has been recuperating in the bedroom, so she can't come out to see you." ”

"That's right...... It's a shame. ”

The aristocratic boy smiled reluctantly.

"I remember that your mother and father were originally brother and sister?"

"Yes." The aristocratic boy's expression stiffened slightly, "By the way, Lord Green, can you ask how you killed the evil dragon in the first place?" The aristocratic boy didn't seem to be willing to talk about his mother, so he quickly began to change the subject.

"It's nothing. The dragon's strength lies in its flight and its massive physical ......"