Quadruple split.

Chapter 261 The Legacy of the Little People
"Please calm down, Ms. Futaba." Marshall sighed, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth: "I would like to apologize to you again for my previous gaffe, but I also hope that you will not be deceived by those illusions full of malice and darkness." Blindfolded, rationally analyze this incident with us."

Futaba chuckled lightly: "I've always been rational. I just said that you farted just out of emotion. Well, it's not malicious at all, so you can continue to talk nonsense."

"Thank you so much." Buffy Marshall gave a gentleman's salute gracefully, then picked up the parchment, looked around the crowd present, and said in a deep voice: "First of all, I would like to apologize for the previous one who lost his style. I simply defended myself, because before I listened to Ms. Futaba's final explanation, those allegations were not convincing at all in my eyes, so whether it is the current Grand Duke who inherited the surname of Marshall Well, as an ordinary person who abides by his conscience but is slandered as a slave trader, I can hardly accept every word of Ms. Futaba, so I made that gaffe. I hope everyone... especially His Majesty the Emperor Haihan..."

Clever shook his head slightly: "If this is just an unintentional mistake, Buffy, I remember that I have forgiven you just now."

"But if what the little girl Futaba said is the truth." Grand Duke Baroka stared firmly into the eyes of Grand Duke Marshall, his whole body was like a sharp sword out of its sheath: "Then no matter how glorious the surname is, it must be Pay for this heinous crime!"

The latter nodded seriously: "Of course, I very much agree with your point of view, Vernon, I have already noticed something, maybe my next guesses and inferences are still not enough to prove my innocence, but things will always come to light one day ..."

"I can't wait for it to come to light." Futaba knocked on the table impatiently, and said, "So please defend yourself quickly, I believe there will be at least one smart person in this room who will not be deceived." .”

Grand Duke Marshall nodded: "No problem, Miss Futaba, my point of view is very simple, that is, there is something wrong with Bannecroft, and the reason why he was willing to be hired by me at the beginning does not seem to be for money, at least not for money. That little money."

Everyone else exchanged glances with each other. Everyone is not a fool. The subtext of what Buffy Marshall said just now is very clear...

"Oh?" Futaba raised her eyebrows with great interest, and while fiddling with a few strands of hair hanging from her shoulders, she said leisurely, "You mean that Benecroft did a lot of things under your nose." Bad things, and those have nothing to do with you, do they?"

Marshall smiled self-deprecatingly: "This kind of hindsight is really hard to say, and it also proves my stupidity before, but that's what I mean."

Archduke Simon frowned: "You need to provide evidence, Buffy."

"As I said just now, Bannecroft left the Marshall family two months ago, and the team where Miss Futaba belonged to was attacked after that." Marshall shrugged at Archduke Simon, He said slowly: "Many people can provide evidence for this. Before Bannei left, I had a little dispute with him. Later, when the Autonomous Army searched for the victims at the border, no one saw him, so Obviously, at that time Bannei acted alone and had nothing to do with the Marshall family."

Futaba glanced at him lazily: "So you mean, what happened to Fenrir's team has nothing to do with you?"

"No, I feel that I have to bear certain responsibilities." Marshall shook his head sadly, and sighed softly: "You were soldiers under my command, and Benedict has followed me for many years, so..."

"You don't need to say it, I'm already bored."

Futaba stood up and looked at Grand Duke Marshall coldly: "Let's put aside the relationship between myself and Bannecroft, and then put all the responsibility on the latter, and then put myself in the position of 'victim', I don't deny the authenticity of the slave trade, but I won't admit that it's related to me. I change my identity from a 'mastermind' to a 'deceived' or a 'deceived', and make up a non-existent Huge conspiracy, in the process of constantly muddying the water, and even selling some collaborators and dog legs to make up for his previous small "mistakes", and finally ending the "violent empire" by himself. The Enigmatic Slave Hunting Group', with the cooperation and efforts of everyone, uncover the so-called conspiracy. After killing some high-ranking ghosts, you will still be your Grand Duke of Marshall, and the slave hunting group that has suffered a little loss will still be the slave hunting group. You just need to be more cautious in your actions, ah~ what a perfect ending, I am very impressed with you."

The girl spoke quickly without giving anyone a chance to interrupt, and after she finished her last word, no one stood up to refute or question the above content.

"Uh, there's nothing wrong with you thinking so." Grand Duke Marshall's expression froze for a moment, and then he smiled awkwardly: "But I have to..."

"You have to clarify yourself, that's right, you'll do it both emotionally and rationally." Futaba waved her hand with some annoyance, and said in a low voice much higher than Marshall's: "But I'm already bored, That's why I finished the rest of the nonsense for you, now, let's skip the boring wrangling process, save some saliva, and get straight to the point."

Grand Duke Dantis, who was silent for a long time, shook his head: "Ms. Futaba, you are only a participant in this meeting, not the host. Please don't be so arbitrary."

"That's right." Archduke Simon also nodded and echoed, "We should listen to Buffy."

Grand Duke Hussein sneered twice: "Don't be overwhelmed by anger, in my opinion, Buffy is much calmer than you now."

Even Grand Duke Baroka and Crystal Wolf nodded.

"Thank you everyone." The calm smile returned to Grand Duke Marshall's face again, and he smiled slightly: "Then I will..."

[In this case, there is not much room left for him, as long as we simply rule it out...]

"If you're going to suggest that everyone go and look at the evidence after you've said a bunch of nonsense." Futaba interrupted him again, raised her eyebrows and said, "I don't have any objections. The information left by Captain Ned is placed in Chi We can leave at any time."

Marshall looked at Futaba in some astonishment, and after a few seconds, he coughed lightly, and spread his hands and said, "You are right, I did plan that way. Through the information you provided, Ms. Futaba, I recalled that I mentioned some things that I had overlooked before, so I decided to... Hehe, I thought you would not agree."

Grand Duke Hussein was stunned for a moment: "Buffy?"

Grand Duke Marshall shrugged: "That's what I thought."

"I agree." Futaba nodded briskly, and smiled at everyone, "What do you think?"

Grand Duke Simon folded the parchment in front of him and put it in his pocket: "I think since Buffy and Ms. Futaba both think there is no problem, the sooner we see the evidence, the better."

The other lords also nodded.

"Then, what do you think, Your Majesty?" Futaba turned her head to glance at the thoughtful Clever again, and asked with a smile, "Is it possible?"

The latter stood up and said slowly: "That's it, let's go to the Red Court now, is everyone okay?"

Grand Duke Marshall smiled all over his face: "I am so happy, I think there will be many..."

"Your Majesty." At this moment, Futaba suddenly bowed to Emperor Clever, and said softly, "To be on the safe side, I have a small additional request."

Clever glanced at her indifferently: "Speak."

"I hope that the journey from here to the Red Garden will not be disturbed by any other people." Futaba smiled while straightening the collar of her robe: "So can you ask your guards to escort us? As for The entourage of the Grand Dukes can go back to their temporary residence in the imperial capital and wait for a while."

Grand Duke Fernand looked up at Futaba in surprise: "You mean, stop us from contacting your guards?"

"This is only temporary." Futaba shrugged, shook her index finger and said, "I said, it's just for the sake of insurance, didn't we also see the strength of the royal guard just now, it doesn't affect everyone's safety. "

Grand Duke Baroka laughed: "I have no objection."

Grand Duke Crystal Wolf also nodded after hesitating for half a second: "Acceptable."

"Well, Ms. Futaba's words are not unreasonable." Emperor Clever clapped his hands lightly, and then whispered to the air in front of him: "Let all the entourage waiting outside the Zijiu Hall go back first." Their resident said that we have important matters to discuss."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

A hoarse voice sounded at the entrance, and a mirror-faced man in a purple robe suddenly appeared in front of everyone, bowed to Clever, then turned and left.

[It didn’t show any abnormality, I don’t know if it’s too idealistic or there are communication methods that I don’t know, but it’s okay, I will slowly drive you to a dead end...]

Futaba looked at Buffy Marshall who was casually chatting with Grand Duke Dantes not far away, covered her small mouth and smiled softly, her eyes hidden behind the reflection of the mirror were full of viciousness and confusion.

A moment later
"The followers of your lords have all left, Your Majesty."

The man in purple wearing a mirror face mask reappeared at the entrance of the Hall of the Purple Nine, and respectfully said to Emperor Clever: "The third and seventh teams of the Violet Mirror Guard are waiting outside."

"Thanks for your hard work." Emperor Clever nodded slightly, and then took the lead to walk out: "Let's go."

Futaba immediately trotted behind Clever, and next to him was Grand Duke Crystal Wolf who came over at some point, and the latter whispered in Futaba's ear, "Are you really sure, Futaba?" Sister, Grand Duke Marshall really..."

"Seeing is believing, Sister Emmeline." Futaba smiled easily, glanced at Buffy Marshall who was walking behind with the two Grand Dukes Simon and Fernand, and whistled a little: "I I sincerely hope that he can still smile so happily when he leaves the Red Garden, if he can get out~"

The nine people walked out of the long corridor, and there were two rows of royal guards in identical clothes waiting outside. Including the old man who came with Emmeline, all the people who came with their lords were waiting. Has disappeared.

Futaba nodded in satisfaction, then left Grand Duke Crystal Wolf, walked up to Buffy Marshall, and winked at the somewhat ugly Grand Duke in front of him: "Can I walk beside you?"

"..."

……

twenty minutes later

Salamune, the Red Court
The head of internal affairs led by Fire Claw, the fox half-orc Le Wen came out with a smile on his face, without the slightest surprise on his face, he greeted everyone in front of him with the aristocratic etiquette that couldn't be faulted at all, and greeted everyone warmly Said: "You adults are here to see the evidence, right? We have already prepared it~ Come on, come on, the file left by Mr. Ned is inside, um, His Majesty's guards can rest in the front yard, do you want to come? How about some tea and fruit plate?"

"It's fine for the mirror guards to stay outside the Red Court. They should have eaten." Emperor Clever shook his head, and looked at the fox man in front of him with some amusement: "Long time no see, Mr. Levin, Did you know we were coming?"

Levin bowed deeply to Clever: "Yes, Your Majesty, Miss Futaba said that if Grand Duke Buffy Marshall didn't directly plead guilty, then you will definitely come over."

"Is it……"

Clever nodded noncommittally, and said softly, "Then lead the way."

So everyone followed Lewen to a hut in the deepest part of the Red Garden, where dozens of Fireclaw warriors armed to the teeth were stationed.

"I'm waiting for everyone outside. If you need anything, you can call me anytime." Le Wen stopped in front of the house, turned around and smiled at everyone, his eyes paused slightly when he glanced at Grand Duke Marshall: "Fire Claw I have waited too long for this day."

The latter smiled unnaturally: "It will always come to light..."

"Then stop talking nonsense." Futaba stepped forward first, and pushed open the door: "Everyone, please."

The furnishing of the hut is very simple. There is only a rather large wooden table with a pile of parchment scrolls that look obviously old, and there are nine chairs around it. As Bro said, Futaba had long expected that everyone would go through such a situation today.

"These are all the legacy left by Captain Ned." Futaba walked to the wooden table, turned her head and smiled at everyone, "He is a small person, a real small person, a small person struggling desperately in front of the big man , even the little guy who died in a very vulgar way, and three little guys like him lost their lives..."

She raised her eyebrows and snapped her fingers lightly.

A few invisible breezes blew by, unfolding the rolls of records on the table with extremely cheap carriers...

"And I just want this inheritance that belongs to Ned and Fenrir to play some role, such as destroying a high-ranking Grand Duke or something, that's all~"

The girl couldn't see the slightest emotion in her eyes, and her eyes full of confusion were fixed on Buffy Marshall.

"It's not about the law, it's not about conscience, it's not about morality, it's just because I'm happier doing this."

Chapter [-]: The End

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