Chapter 44: Divination
Resisting the urge to beat up a detective, behind the long bronze table above the gray mist, Yagelpi said with a smile: "Your notice is really timely. β
"Yes, I'm also surprised how Bakeland could suddenly have so many conflicts," Crane continued, "As far as I know, there shouldn't be so many ...... in the Kingdom of Rune"
Mr. Bishop looked at him in silence.
The young man in the double-breasted vest suddenly paused.
'Not so many demigods...... '
When it comes to demigods of unknown origin, they seem to have one in the Tarot Society.
Rosago, who can quickly kill Sequence 5, is elusive and awake under the whispers of the real Creator......
And it's still on the spot today.
If he hadn't been taken to the police station in the evening, but had seen the three-cornered figure face to face, he would have been more sure.
It's you! Mr. Bishop!
Klein looked terrified!
"Huh? What's wrong? In the eyes of each other, a terrifying voice came from the other side.
Above the gray mist, both the Fool and the World involuntarily leaned back, clinging to the high back of the chair behind them, trembling in their hearts.
'Say? Why don't you say it?! '
Klein automatically translated Mr. Bishop's words in his head.
Sometimes, it seems really bad to call the police too early......
"Well, this ......," he changed the subject stuckly, "I mean, Beckland's cults do seem to be a little too many lately. β
"First the Aurora Club, and then the Eastern District."
"I don't know why they've been so active lately."
As he spoke, he realized that something was wrong.
Now it seems that the case of the ambassador and Caping is something that they Tarot will do.
οΌ The leader of the cult is actually myself?
"Indeed." On the other side, Yager, who successfully frightened the detective, withdrew his gaze that made Klein sit still, and nodded, "It seems that there is also the involvement of the Psychological Alchemy Society in this case, after all, the son of the missing Lady Rudolph and the wanted criminal Bill Rudolph is a member of this organization. β
Considering that the church would have come to him, he reluctantly let Detective Moriarty go for the time being.
'Participation' refers to the reference to the "kidnapping of the kidnapping by a party of the emerging nobility, in which they had to participate" when he explained to Chunas Korg outside the Capin Mansion.
Considering that Triss told him that the Psychic Society was mostly composed of nobles, the partisan and Psychic Alchemy Society should also be involved.
"So?" Klein was stunned for a moment, a little surprised.
Isn't the Psychological Alchemy Society an organization that Miss Justice is in contact with?
It has to do with the kidnapper Kapin, and it seems that she needs to be reminded to be careful.
"Then you can also try to post a commission at the next party." Klein responded, "Some members of the Tarot Society know something about Rune's aristocratic circles. β
"The last time the news about the wanted Ziringers coming to Beckland was what they provided."
"Okay, I'll try it." Yager's jaw.
The originally slightly solemn atmosphere eased down.
The conversation above the gray mist also came to an end.
"I'll complete the rest of the investigation within this month," Crane said as he manipulated the world, "and I'll keep you informed if there's any progress." β
"No problem."
"Goodbye then." Yager stood up and nodded to the Fool and Crane above.
"Goodbye."
Seeing that Mr. Bishop's oppressive figure finally disappeared from sight, Crane breathed a sigh of relief, and flattened out on the Fool's majestic seat without any image.
Thank you Goddess! Fortunately, the bishop didn't turn his face with him on the spot because he called to the church, otherwise he would have really cooled.
According to this conversation, he was fifty percent sure that the Bishop was the one who had brazenly attacked the Caping Manor and had escaped from the pursuit of the Church.
Well, but at the very least, the noble demigod shouldn't be able to sneak in with him later......
This thought crossed his mind.
Although Klein automatically dismissed this possibility, he still obeyed his inner instructions, got up from his chair and sat upright, and pulled out the divination coin for the nth time today.
The figure sitting at the end of the long table silently said to himself: 'Monsieur Dressster will attack me lately. '
'No. '
The coin spun in a circle in the air, revealing the words on the obverse.
"That's good, that's good," Klein nodded repeatedly.
He said that Mr. Bishop was not such a calculating person.
He was relieved.
But despite this, in order to be sure, the psychology of ensuring safety drove him to make a divination one last time.
'It would be dangerous to visit Mr. Dresser. Little Kerry muttered, tossing the coin.
"Dingβ"
The bouncing coin reflected a silver light in the air.
After a few seconds, it rolled and landed.
From Klein's point of view, the head of King George III seemed to mock him condescendingly, facing upwards.
'Definitely. '
β¦β¦
The day after the explosion at the Caping House, the Beckland Morning Post newspaper covered the streets like snowflakes, and the streets were littered with citizens lamenting with newspapers.
Most of them were in groups of three or five, gathered on the side of the road and were amazed.
Even the richly decorated Minsk office is no exception.
Attorney Aemond, who had completed a large order yesterday, sat at his wide desk, holding up his glasses and poring over the newspaper.
"Since the Aurora Society, which assassinated Ambassador Intis, there have been frequent incidents of cultists committing crimes in Beckland."
"At 5:40 p.m. yesterday, the mansion of Kaping, a wealthy man in the Eastern District, was attacked by a cult. Houses were badly damaged and it is reported that as many as 15 people were killed or injured. β
"Most of them are security guards hired by Gapin."
"However, when the church personnel arrived, a large number of injured girls were found at the scene, and after questioning, it was learned that they had been kidnapped by a rich man."
"And Kapin himself, under the attack of the victim girl who woke up first, ended his sinful life."
Seeing this, lawyer Edmond took off his glasses and commented with emotion: "Sometimes, cultists can do good things." β
The morning sun hit the floor of the law firm, sweeping away the chaos of last night in Beckland, leaving only the tranquility of life.
"You're right."
Yager, who was fishing on the couch, answered in time, trying to hide the fact that he was drowsy.
But he was found anyway.
"Ahem!" The old lawyer, Aemond, poked his head out from behind the newspaper and looked at him with a sharp eye, "Mr. Dresser, shouldn't you be sorting through the case file?" β
"Can you put the papers in order with your eyes closed? That's a great job! β
"Maybe all the materials we have in the past ten years should be handed over to you to reorganize ......"
"No, no, I'm sorry." Yager humbly sat up straight on the couch and began to work obediently.
Yesterday he was in the Eastern District and facing off against His Majesty the Emperor, and today he is already sitting in his office to create value for Rune's GDP growth.
That's what life looks like without gold pounds.
He sighed in his heart.
Thankfully, Attorney Aemond didn't intend for the morning to pass miserably.
"Alas, young people should still be careful at night and don't play too late." The old lawyer sent out an experienced education, "Okay, don't do it anymore, I believe you have sobered up a lot now." We have other things to do today. β
"The Viscount of Manchester has a talk in the upper town and we're going to attend."
Aemond stood up and straightened his blazer in front of a gold-rimmed mirror on the wall behind his desk, as if ready to leave the house at once.
"Now?" Yager put down the case file that didn't even put a word into his mind in confusion, "Isn't the banquet usually at night?" β
"A banquet is, but a discussion is not. Due to the need for work, the Viscount of Manchester invited our law firm to come and discuss the dispute about the possible introduction of the Grains Act. β
"In fact, the Royal Parliament takes this very seriously. This time, even Earl Hall's eldest son will be in attendance. β