The Captain of the Kingsguard continued,

"At that time, there were not many people who had the opportunity to poison alcohol without arousing suspicion, and I think the murderer was among them." If Duren's previous words were just rude, then his current statement is simply bold.

Because he almost pointed the finger directly at the people closest to Edward II at that time. Among them is Garth, who is now sitting on the throne of bones.

The latter's gaze at Du Lun was not only cold, but also revealed a faint killing intent. But the captain of the royal guard didn't seem to feel the threat in Gars's gaze, and after a pause,

"Two days ago I went to Lard Street and found the merchant who sold poison.

According to him, His Majesty's poison was a poison called the Blood Feast, which came from a small sect called the Blood Moon Society, and its first appearance was in the Western Realm, killing hundreds of nobles and several high priests of the Silver Moon Church in one go.

"I believe that many of the people here today have heard of this appalling thing, and the person who bought the poison is suspected to be from the Wendell family."

"You're slandering!" Count Crane blushed and rebuked angrily,

"My family has always been loyal to the royal family, how could I do such a rebellious thing, and if you talk nonsense, I will duel with you!" Duren didn't quarrel with Crade, but said calmly,

"Sir Crade, you put a lot of money on that Winged Clan contestant not long after the tournament began, right?" Count Crane chuckled in his heart, he wanted to deny it, he consciously did it quite carefully, he didn't go when he placed the bet, but found a middleman to buy it on his behalf.

But there is no impermeable wall in this world, and besides, it is still in Lionheart, and since Durham dares to say so, he must already have some evidence in his hands.

In the final analysis, he was too careless and greedy before, and he shouldn't have been obsessed with money and made extraneous branches, but now it's too late to regret it.

Count Crane cheered up,

"I can swear by the honor of the Wendell family, I never thought of and would not assassinate Your Majesty, it was he who gave me this errand of swordsmanship teacher in my most difficult time, and this kindness I have always remembered."

"I believe in your oath." Contrary to everyone's expectations, the chief of the royal guard did not refute it, but nodded and said,

"I'm sure you didn't think about assassinating Your Majesty, but I'm afraid the people behind you don't think so."

"Four days ago, Priest Cornelia cast a divine spell that penetrated deep into your heart, saw the secrets you had sealed in your heart, and had a premonition of the tragedy that was about to happen.

This is why she came to the jousting arena early the next morning to warn His Majesty, but His Majesty, out of trust in the man, did not take the warning of the priest of Conelia to heart this time.

"Because Your Majesty would never have imagined that his closest relatives and most optimistic son would collude with those Wing Clan people and want to murder his biological father." The captain of the Imperial Guard finally said this, and then looked up at the figure on the bone pedestal.

As their eyes met, the hall fell silent. No one spoke for a long time.

However, this time Garth was not as angry as before, and just looked coldly at the captain of the royal guard under the stone steps.

"You are crazy, with your current mental condition, it is no longer suitable to continue investigating the death of the first emperor."

"I'm not crazy." Duren shook his head and said,

"And I've done almost all of the surveys as well."

"What investigation, I murdered my father?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Garth's mouth,

"I've only listened to your nonsense from beginning to end, and if you ask the people present, how many of them believe your absurd conjectures." When Garth finished speaking, Duren's gaze swept around, and sure enough, no one agreed.

Anyone he saw either lowered his head or looked away, even the ministers he had high hopes for.

Durham was not discouraged, and continued,

"I have witnesses."

"Who?"

"Priest Cornelia can confirm my words, she is the priest of the Church of Life, everyone knows it in the king, and as a clergyman, she will never lie." This time, Durham's words shook many people, because, as the captain of the Kingsguard had said, the Priests of Cornelia had great prestige among the nobles and commoners of Lionheart.

If she is willing to stand up and testify for Duren, then Garth can no longer take Duren's words as speculation and light words.

This could also be seen in the slightly panicked look of the Earl of Crane on the side. However, Garth didn't seem to be worried at all, he leaned forward slightly, held his chin and said,

"yes, so where is she?"

"I don't know." Durham took a deep breath,

"I made an appointment with her to come to King's Landing to meet you, but I didn't see her this morning, which is why I'm late.

"I've searched around the city and asked some of her followers, but no one can tell where she is, for the Priest of Cornelia has disappeared since last night, and the guards who defend the city say they haven't seen her out of the city.

"So I have reason to suspect that you were worried that your murder of Your Majesty would be revealed, so you sent someone to arrest the Priest of Conelia in advance."

"You are very sick, Sir Durham." Garth said softly,

"Is it that as long as someone doesn't want to see you, believing your crazy and funny imagination, you will think that I kidnapped him."

"Your Highness," said the captain of the Imperial Guard, taking another half step forward and earnestly,

"The priestess of Cornelia is extraordinary, even His Majesty respects her, and half of the people in the city are followers of the goddess of life, so please do not harm her, lest it cause a catastrophe."

"Forget it." Garth seemed to lose all interest suddenly, and waved his hand,

"I'm going to continue the coronation, and I don't have time to quarrel with a madman. Let's go, for the sake of your service to the royal family for so many years, I don't embarrass you.

"As you say, hand over your title of nobility, leave the royal capital, and never come back."

"But...... His Majesty's murderers have not yet been duly punished. The captain of the royal guard was silent for a long time before saying.

Garth seemed amused by the stubborn knight, and put away all the banter on his face, and said with a solemn expression.

"I gave you a chance, and you brought it on yourself. If I can prove that all the accusations you have made against me are slander, you will also be flogged according to the laws of the Empire. Duren nodded without hesitation,

"Okay." And after saying this, he saw Garth rushing to the side and said,

"You, go and get the Priest of Conelia, now, right now."