Mochi investigated all night, even checking the dust on the roof, but found no footprints, and there were no other useful clues in the hall. Mochi thought about it, and the follow-up investigation could only start from other aspects - poison, fire magic, the intersection of the poisoned bartender and Meraya-Tahir's interpersonal relationships, etc., and of course these clues were also the focus of the official investigators' investigation.

Now the focus has become to find a way to prove Gareth's innocence and bring the real culprits behind the scenes to justice.

I slept in the hotel and woke up at noon that day. The effect of the soul manifestation potion on Mo Qi's body has long since faded, and he has reverted back to the appearance of a fishman, in addition to the sense of loss of turning back into a fishman, Mo Qi's body also has the residual pain left by the drastic changes in his body. Putting on a black cloak, Mochi wanted to enter the palace to meet Anvina, but was stopped by the guards, who refused to inform Moqi.

"Her Royal Highness the princess will not be meeting any guests in the near future, please come back."

The guard who stopped Mo Qi would report to Mo Qi a few times before, and his attitude was quite friendly, but today it was like a different person, even if Mo Qi secretly gave the other party silver coins, he was still refused.

I guess I experienced poisoning, so the security work has been strengthened. Mochi didn't pay much attention to this, thinking that it was also a good thing that the security around Anvena had been strengthened. Coupled with the poisoning and murder, Mo Qi thinks that most of these guys in the secret will keep a low profile, and he can also not worry so much about Anvina's safety for the time being.

So Moqi went to the local alchemy association and asked a local alchemist to conduct a toxin analysis on the poisoned wine samples.

Mo Qi himself understood the principles of substance analysis and toxicity analysis, but he had limited experimental equipment and materials, so it was more convenient to hand them over to other alchemists.

Back at the inn, Linda shows Mooch a Winter Veil gift from Akaline, a fur coat he had made himself.

"How's that, is it pretty?" Linda asked.

Mochi nodded perfunctorily.

"Mochi, why is your expression so ugly? Worried about Gareth? Linda continued.

Mochi sighed.

"Don't worry, a guy like him with slanted eyes looks like a hard-nosed guy." Linda approached Moqi and asked mysteriously, "I heard you have a rival?" ”

Mochi gave Linda a blank look.

Linda ignored the roll of Mochi's eyes and lowered her voice and said, "I didn't say that. Moqi, you're really going to have to come on! I heard that at the ball, it was the rival who saved Anvina's life...... It's easy for girls to have a good impression of each other because of this kind of thing.,I'm very anxious for you.。 Or you can find a way to cook raw rice into mature rice. ”

Just when Mochi didn't know how to get rid of Linda, a slightly old male voice came from the door-

"Does Mr. Murch live here?"

Mochi turned his head and saw a very old elven gentleman standing in the doorway. Mo Qi had some impression of the old gentleman, who seemed to be the head of the court of the Sun Chaser.

Moqi beckoned, signaling that the old gentleman was Moqi himself.

The old gentleman was stunned for a moment when he saw Moqi in the form of a fishman, and then realized that he might have suffered the same misfortune as Her Highness Avena, so he regained his composure, "Mr. Moqi, I am here to bring you the brooch that symbolizes the honor of the 'Star of Silvermoon City'. Your and Your Highness Avena were unanimously praised by the celebrities of Silvermoon City for their performance at the ball. ”

Speaking of the "Star of Silvermoon City", Mo Qi almost forgot that there was also this honor. Participating in the ball, Mochi also went to see Anvena in human form, and he didn't care about other things, and the honor of "Star of Silvermoon City" was even more unexpected for him. While Mochi bowed his head slightly to express his gratitude, he also took the brooch in the manager's hand. In Mochi's opinion, it is always a good thing to receive a finely crafted jewelry.

"There is one more thing I think it is better to tell your Excellency......"

Mochi was studying the brooch when the steward suddenly said in a hesitant tone. Mochi looked up and saw that the steward was already regretting his words.

"Her Royal Highness Anwena may never be able to see you again in the future......"

Hearing this, the brooch in Mochi's hand almost fell to the ground.

The steward explained in a hesitant manner: "His Majesty the Regent has arranged a marriage for His Royal Highness Avena, and the man is a very powerful nobleman. When Her Royal Highness heard the news, a fierce quarrel broke out with Her Majesty the Regent. His Majesty the Regent seems to think that Her Royal Highness Avena's refusal to marry this marriage has something to do with Your Excellency. So he gave his order to the palace guards - not to allow your Excellency to set foot in the palace, and to strictly forbid the princess to meet you......"

The day finally came. Mochi sighed inwardly.

He and Anvena had been avoiding this for a long time, but they didn't expect it to happen, and it happened so suddenly.

Marriage has always been the most valuable political resource of the aristocracy.

Lotherma Theron is not the orthodox ruler of Silvermoon City, he is just an ordinary ranger by origin, and he has gained the support of many people because of his outstanding military exploits, and after Kael'thas was corrupted by evil, he became the regent of Silvermoon City.

But to this day, there are still doubts about him in Silvermoon City-

The royal party, which supported the legitimacy of the Sunseeker royal family, was unhappy with his origins, believing that Lotherma-Theron was not the rightful heir to the throne.

The elite of the Magister Guild (represented by Archmage Romans) believe that Sindore should be more independent and have a voice in politics, while many of Lotherma-Theron's decisions seem to be at the mercy of Sylvanas, the Banshee King.

The radical Sindoreists, who consider Sindore to be a noble race, stubbornly regard the scourge of the undead and the forsaken as the same category, and also believe that any alliance with humans or orcs is self-defeating, and that the 'tribes' of the past have committed atrocities in the Eastern Kingdoms, and that humans have turned their backs on them in wars, so that neither the Horde nor the Alliance can be trusted.

A new class of merchants, who made their mark through trade with other races, sold Sindore jewels around the world, and then bought weapons from the Darkspear Trolls, food from orcs and minotaurs, and gunpowder and construction machinery from goblins...... They know more about other races than traditional blood elves, and know that other races also pursue civilization and honor in their respective societies. However, they also disliked the conservative and moderate Lotherma, and they hoped that Silvermoon City would have a stronger ruler who could handle international affairs with a more assertive approach and provide a stronger political guarantee for their trade......

This is the contradiction between the "moderate and wise ruler" and the "will of the people".

In Mochi's view, Lothima was a very rational ruler, who was not like other racial leaders, who "rejoiced" and forced his way out of various international affairs. Lotherma-Theron has always been focused on restoring the country and allowing the people to recuperate. But "collective" and "people" often have nothing to do with the word rationality, and the glory that the blood elves aspire to is the glory of the early days of the establishment of Silvermoon City, when all the knowledge of magic was in the hands of the elves, and the blood elves were also in a strong stage in various foreign wars.

But the current situation is that Dalaran has already become the new center of magic, and the contributions of other races in many magical fields have surpassed that of blood elves. Blind self-confidence and arrogance can only lead to greater backwardness, but unfortunately the people of Sindore did not see it as clearly as Lothema did.

What's even more unfortunate is that although Mochi admires Lotherma's approach, Lotherma doesn't plan to make him his son-in-law, which is embarrassing.

Now Mochi has one more thing to worry about, how to stop Anvena from marrying the powerful and make Lothema identify with him.

While Mochi was overwhelmed by all kinds of sudden events, Anvina, who lived in the gorgeous palace, was also very difficult.

After her nineteenth birthday, she never thought that the fate in front of her would be like this. Arranged by her father, she is like a mare to be led to breed. What Sindore's glory, what aristocratic dignity, in the end is a lie that is vulnerable to politics and power.

At this time, Anvina, who didn't like to compete with others, could only say her thoughts to her father bluntly, "Father, I don't want to marry Duke Sadir." ”

"You just passed your nineteenth birthday yesterday, and you are old enough to get married, and he saved your life, not to mention, only by marrying you can you ensure the supply of transformation potions, and you don't want to remain like a fishman for the rest of your life, right? In short, it's good to marry him. Lotherma-Theron relieved.

"A good thing?" Hearing this, Anvena was a little annoyed, "It's a good thing for my father, right?" Duke Sadir's family controlled most of Sindore's jewelry trade, and with his support, there wouldn't be so many people opposing the reforms? ”

Anvena yelled at Lotherma, the first time in her life that she had been so angry, and the first time in her life that she had verbally defied her father.

Lotherma-Theron's smile froze and was replaced by a frosty coldness, "Hmm. Since you understand everything, then I will be straight - it is your duty to obey your father, and your father has made you marry the Duke of Sadir, and we have no room for negotiation in this matter. ”

Anvena panicked and tried to justify, "But father, I don't like him, I like a-"

"Who? You're talking about the fish-man? Or the dark-haired human? Lotherma snorted disdainfully, "Think about who you are, right?" You're the daughter of the regent of Silvermoon City, and the tribal ambassador wants to call you 'princess', whether it's a human or a fish-man?" Why did he marry you? ”

Anwena tried to suppress the anger and sadness in her heart, and said slowly, "Father, you don't understand. It's not about status, identity, appearance, or even race...... I love Mr. Moch, and I believe Mr. Moch is also ......"

"Okay, don't tell me that." Lotherma-Theron interrupted Avena impatiently, "I still have a lot of things to attend to, and we'll talk about your marriage here." ”

With that, Lotherma-Theron strode out of Avena's room, and the maids hurriedly closed the door and locked Avena inside.

No matter how Anvena shouted behind her, "Father, no, I don't agree!" "I won't marry him!" Lotherma-Theron didn't look back.