Lord of Glory

Chapter 127: Planting Evidence

When the hall was once again left with these nobles, Marquis Carmon wore a victorious smile, but pretended to have just remembered and said, ''Speaking of which, not too long ago, during the Flamel extermination, there was an arrest of a great mage named Nashura. It was exactly the same as the description of the mage who attacked Alfred, with water and ice magic and long aquamarine hair. At that time, I even made a special trip to you to discuss it. But unfortunately not long after that, this Grand Magician of your Mage's Guild, surprisingly, escaped from prison and hasn't been heard from for some time. I thought he ran to seek your assistance, don't you think so Master?"

Bericolando looked at Marquis Carmon's look of bitchiness in his smile. He was immediately furious. However, in his heart, he already understood that this Nashura, whom he had tutored for a while, had really done such a thing out. No matter if it was a half teacher-student relationship, or if it was the same Hellite Mage Guild. All of them were no match for the safety and interests of the Mage Guild. He, Bericolando, heart understood, to this point, already can't have half a bit of harboring Nashura's words. It is necessary to draw a line between him and the Hellite Mages Guild. Otherwise, it is to give the Holy See, which is not happy with Hellite, a reason to come to the door to look for trouble!

Bericolando, who was thinking this way, could only let out a slight sigh and nodded his head, ''That's right, Nashura, this great mage I also know. I can't imagine that he would do such a thing. To be in league with the evil H-assassin assassin. It really calls me as a senior to chill my heart." Hearing Bericolando's words, Marquis Carmon finally felt relieved.

Great, the matter had all been pushed onto that unlucky bastard mage. There was nothing left for them either. However, in order to be on the safe side, Marquis Carmon immediately said: ''Last time I asked you, Master, to issue a warrant for Nashura, but I declined due to lack of evidence. This time, the matter of Nashura and H-assassin's assassins colluding to assassinate a priest of the Holy See is very clear. As you know, Grandmaster, the H-assassin Alliance went so far as to rely on the demonic power of the Abyss during the turmoil of the Freemasons' Union, and has already been designated as a heretic by the Holy See, Grandmaster, with your character, you would never consider such a person to be a qualified mage."

Bericolando's eyes narrowed, this was Marquis Carmon forcing himself to push Nashura to his death! But Archbishop Sarrier of the Holy See was present. It was impossible for him to say anything bad. But if one of the Mages' Guild's own people were to be informed of the wanted notice, his own good friend, Nashura's mentor, would definitely turn against him!

Just as the two guys were secretly fighting with each other, Paladin's mind was flooded with shocking waves! "There's unrest in the FreeMason Federation? Is it because of the Ripley Scroll? That Nashura, who almost killed his doppelganger, should know O’Neill, who was killed by himself. Plus, he also appeared in the FreeMason Federation. And also appeared together with that Adele. This guy shouldn't be looking for me because of the Ripley Scroll! No way, I already destroyed the scroll and there were no outsiders at that time. There's no way they could have known about the scroll. Wait a minute! Long aquamarine hair, ice magic. How could I be so stupid!"

Paladin, who had a thousand thoughts turning through his mind, suddenly remembered that in the depths of that memory, he had indeed met with this Nashura! It was the time when he was going to escape from the Union. Nashura, who was pretending to be a mentor of the Federation, and himself, who had just gained power, met at the door!

"It's him. Surprisingly, it's him!" Paladin felt a wonderful smile. But immediately afterward a sense of crisis filled his mind. "Let's not talk about whether the scroll will be known by others. The two people who escaped from the Union alone should also be in possession of the scroll! This is a pustule that doesn't know when something will go wrong. Keeping it is always a scourge! It should be eradicated as soon as possible!" Thinking of this, the doppelganger on the other side, under Paladin's control, immediately made a puzzled expression, "Freemason Federation? Lord Marquis, what kind of organization is this? Why haven't I heard of it?" Marquis Carmon, who suddenly realized that he had spoken out of turn, immediately snorted and said, "It's not that big of a deal. It's nothing."

However, as soon as Marquis Carmon finished speaking, he saw Paladin stand up with a sad face, tears flowing out of his eyes as he questioned with a sobbing voice, "Lord Marquis, what did you just say? This Nashura who intends to assassinate me is actually related to the death of my family! Could it be that my parents and sister were all caused by this Nashura!"

"Eh…." Marquis Carmon and Bericolando froze as they looked at the grief-stricken Paladin. But before they could come back to their senses, the doppelganger on the side also had a look of shock amidst sadness, and clenched his fists tightly and said, "Master Bericolando, please forgive my brother's presumptuousness. But if I can't give an explanation to my family members who died in vain, I will propose a duel to you here today for the sake of the family's honor!" "Brother! Wooooooo." Paladin jumped into the Doppelganger's arms at once, whimpering and crying bitterly. And the eyes of the doppelganger were also shining with a little bit of tears.

"Master Bericolando, you are a highly respected person, and you are the oldest person present. I believe that you are not a person who harbors murderers either." Seeing her doppelganger's grief-stricken appearance, Orinna herself felt her heart being cut by a knife, and immediately stood up to argue on her lover's behalf. Marquis Carmon froze and looked at the two brothers' appearance, although things were a bit beyond his expectations, but saw Bericolando's very helpless expression. He immediately felt that this was a good sign.

Only to see Bericolando sigh and say, ''When tomorrow dawns, I will report it to the Forest of Towers. Request their permission to issue a wanted notice." At these words, Paladin secretly sighed in relief. In this way, Nashura, who was wanted by the Mages' Guild, had been completely caught in a passive situation. Even if they really had information about any scrolls or threatened themselves. This advantage would also bring them great convenience.

"Well, it's time for me to meditate. That's all." Very reluctantly Bericolando stood up. Taking the staff that was hovering next to him. Paladin immediately replied with a grateful face, "Thank you Master, you are a just man." The doppelganger also bent down apologetically, "Please forgive me for being rude to you before, I hope you won't be hung up on it."

"Ai, I should be the one apologizing." Bericolando helplessly glanced at these two brothers, and like a homecoming door drilled headfirst into the wall and disappeared once again. Marquis Carmon's face also regained its calmness, but the joy between his brows could not be concealed. Only to see him stand up, walk over to Paladin and the doppelganger, and say with a smile, "Don't be sad, we are also deeply saddened by the destruction of your family." Paladin glanced at Count Torch, who was doing absolutely nothing behind him, and suddenly suggested, "The battle during the day left Lord Count Torch's commanders with too many deaths and injuries. By reason, I am also a subject of the Count. I can't bear to watch those neighbors die in his country. Let's hope that the Marquis can help the Count, in the name of the benevolent Enos, save some unnecessary casualties."

Marquis Carmon raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at the fuming Count Torch behind him, and now that he was in the right mood, it was not good to return the favor. Plus Paladin did save his life. At that moment, he returned a favor and said: ''Bunales, it's true that you lost a lot of people in the battle during the day. Let's do it this way, I'll give you five hundred of my reserve soldiers, what do you think?" "This….Oh! Dear Lord Marquis, I won't forget this favor!" Suddenly hearing that he was given five hundred elite soldiers, Count Torch was overjoyed. Although he knew that he owed both Paladin and Carmon a favor instead. But now that his embarrassing situation of not having enough soldiers had finally been rescued, how could he not be happy? Now he finally knew what the surprise Paladin said to himself before he left was.