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"Could you please describe it in detail?"

"Okay." Raven nodded, and then told Giovanni everything about how he planned to kill his father and seize the power of the Dukedom of Naples.

"If I hadn't watched with indifference, or acquiesced, Giovanni would never have been able to do this.

to that kind of behavior.”

Nearly half an hour had passed since Raven finished telling the story. At this time, Sherlock realized that he had gone off topic and quickly corrected the subject.

"Then, Mr. Raven, may I ask, did you kill Francois, the Duke of Orleans?"

"I killed it." Raven admitted it openly.

"why?"

"Because, it's a very simple reason. At that time, the Duke of Naples was under siege, and Saint Laurent was holding a meeting. So in order to relieve the pressure on the front line, we had to do something during the meeting. And it happened that the Duke of Orleans's guards were the weakest, and they encountered another attack that day. I saw an opportunity, so I did it."

Sherlock nodded when he heard this, and then suddenly heard something wrong in Raven's words.

"Wait, you said they were attacked again that day?"

"Don't you know about this?" Raven looked at Sherlock in confusion.

"That night, the Duke of Orleans deliberately took a detour on his way back, and was attacked by local thugs. After I dealt with the thugs, they didn't take it seriously and let down their guard, so I naturally took action."

Sherlock's eyes widened upon hearing the news.

In other words, there was more than one person who planned to murder the Duke of Orleans! ?

Although Raven generously admitted that he was the real murderer, the other party was likely an accomplice.

Sherlock immediately perked up, and thought carefully about each of the following questions to see if she had missed any key information.

Half an hour later, Sherlock only felt his brain trembling slightly.

This matter is indeed not that simple.

Raven refused to admit that he placed the Toulouse family crest in a warehouse under Prince Alsace's property in order to frame someone. Instead, he claimed that he brought the Toulouse family crest back to the Duke of Naples as a trophy, but it was eventually destroyed by a fire set by the Duke of Naples.

As for the so-called events related to the Orchid Tavern, Raven knew nothing about it.

And the black shadow that Orson chased out later was not Raven at all, but someone else.

Of course Sherlock knew that Raven was most likely lying, but she sorted out the logic from Raven's words. From Raven's perspective, there was indeed no need for him to take the risk of returning to Saint Laurent City after killing someone.

If the raven did not lie, there was only one explanation that made sense, that is, someone also wanted the Duke of Orleans to die, or to achieve some purpose through his death, and thus intentionally or unintentionally promoted the process of the raven's assassination of François.

After the interrogation, Sherlock walked out of the cell with two recorders.

"Today's interrogation record must be treated as a top secret document and must not be disclosed." Sherlock looked at the two interrogators beside him and instructed.

"Got it." The two subordinates nodded, then hurried back to the police station.

Sherlock stood there, and at this moment, she suddenly thought of the question she asked when she met Orson not long ago.

Orson, did he really not deceive himself?

I followed the investigation results he gave me. Could it be that he really arranged it on purpose?

Chapter 4: The training begins

The next day, inside the police station.

Owen came to Sherlock's office, ready to ask her about the results of yesterday's interrogation investigation.

Sherlock was sitting at his desk at the moment, writing and drawing on paper.

"Ms. Sherlock, what results did we get from yesterday's interrogation?" Owen looked at Sherlock in front of him and asked.

"Ah... this..." After hearing this, Sherlock hesitated for a moment, and then said: "We did get some important information, but we cannot rule out the possibility that the suspect is too psychologically strong and is using false information to try to drag more innocent people into the water."

"So, now I am sorting out and analyzing the intelligence I have collected so far. I am going to feed back the most accurate intelligence to the higher-ups. Otherwise, if the intelligence is not uploaded accurately, it will lead to a deviation in the higher-ups' judgment. We cannot bear this responsibility."

"I see." Owen nodded, and then continued: "The royal family is going to give this matter to you, Miss Sherlock, to handle. If you need anything, please tell me as soon as possible so that I can help you."

"Well, I know."

Owen stood at the door for a few seconds before slowly leaving.

After Sherlock finished talking to Owen, he continued to concentrate on the paper in front of him.

In order to sort out the overall logic of the case, she went back yesterday.

From the beginning, we constantly deduce each situation.

And until now, she has deduced dozens of possibilities on paper.

Every change in detail may point to a different person.

In her deduction, the possibility that Orson was an accomplice only appeared twice, not even as many times as Arthas appeared, which made her feel a lot more at ease.

At least, there is a high probability that Orson did not lie to himself.

She rubbed her temples and continued her work.

……

On the other side, inside the prison, a new guest came today.

Prince Arthas came to the prison gate and was allowed in directly after revealing his identity.

He came this time to ask Raven why he had framed him before.

His source of information within the judicial institution had been cut off, and he could not obtain any internal intelligence. In addition, the case was still under trial, and he became extremely anxious, so he simply came here in person.

"So it's His Royal Highness the Prince. You have come to visit me in such a grand manner. Is there anything you want to talk to me about?" Raven stood at the door, looked at Arthas, and asked.

Arthas sat in front of the raven with a cold expression.

"You should know why. Ever since you killed Francois, all kinds of evidence have pointed to me, causing me almost irreparable damage to my reputation."

"I want to know how you managed to put the blame on me?" Arthas said, narrowing his eyes and looking at the raven.

Who knew that when the raven heard this, he just smiled.

"Your Highness, is there a possibility that I did not frame you, and my goal was only the royal family, and someone just happened to want to make you the scapegoat?"

Raven sat on the chair with his hands folded in front of his legs. He looked very relaxed and didn't seem to be lying at all.

"Hmph." Arthas did not indulge Raven. He opened the door of the cell, walked into the cell, and directly grabbed the other's collar.

"Do you think this will cause civil unrest in the empire?"

"You've reached such a desperate point, and you're still thinking of dragging other people into this, right?"

"You can't escape death, so you want others to take the blame for you. Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?!"

As he said this, he swung his fist and hit Raven hard on the side of his face.

The raven was hit and saw stars, but it still turned its head.

Instead of being angry, he smiled.

"That's why you're like this."

He said this with a hint of mockery in his tone.

"What did you say!?" Arthas became even angrier when he heard that the other party dared to mock him. He threw the other party heavily against the wall, but this level of injury was nothing for an eighth-level strong man.

"You might as well think about it, Your Highness. What reason do I have, or what reason does my former master, Giovanni, have to specifically target you?"

"Isn't he on good terms with you?"

"But he colluded with the cultists and became a servant of the devil. From that time on, I had no more contact with him!"

Upon hearing this, Arthas quickly distanced himself from Giovanni.

"I know that the entire empire is afraid of demons. I can understand your actions, and Giovanni can understand it even better."

"Just..." Raven said this and looked up at Arthas.

"Do you really think we are the only ones who want to cause chaos in the Empire?"

"I know you want to become a great leader, so, Your Highness Arthas, shouldn't you remove the cancer buried inside?"

"If we let them continue like this, they will only become another scourge for the empire, right?"

Arthas listened to the raven's words and his clenched fists relaxed.

"But this is no reason for a sinner like you to teach me how to govern a country."

"Of course I won't teach you how to govern a country, but don't you want to settle accounts with the people who actually framed you in secret, as you said." Raven stood up and opened his arms.

"You can think that I am the real culprit behind everything, and you can even execute me right now. I will not resist. But please think carefully. If I die, the person who framed you will go unpunished."

The raven's words took root in Arthas's mind like seeds, and the firm words made Arthas couldn't help but have a trace of doubt.

But Arthas still shook his head, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were full of determination.

"You are the cause of all this. I will not let you go, and neither will the law. Your only end is death."

"As for the person who secretly framed me, if he really exists, I will naturally not let him go, but it is not your turn to comment here!"

After saying this harsh words, he turned around and left the cell.

Raven sat in the corner of the cell again, looked at Arthas's back as he left, and laughed mockingly twice.

"You can only be a pawn."

……

At the Imperial Academy, the end of the semester is approaching and the long-delayed training is finally about to begin. Each class will go to the travel destination under the leadership of the instructor, who is also the class teacher.

Because there had already been an event against orcs in the first half of the semester, the training time in the second half of the semester was shortened by half, and the score ratio was ultimately decided to be half of that in previous years.

This period of time every year is the emptiest time in the Imperial College. Not only do the students leave, but even the teachers go there to protect the students' safety. The vendors have no business during this time and they all go home for the holidays.

Only the college's security was still operating normally, and even had several times more manpower than usual.

Because of the different training locations, each class had a different departure time. Orson's class's training location was in the snowfield in northern Lucia, which was also the training location for Leet's class, so the two classes chose to depart on the same day.

Chapter 5: Lapland

The Duchy of Lucia cannot be said to be the least visible duchy in the empire. After all, the Duchy of Lucia once had a duke of great ambition and vision. But from today's perspective, the Duchy of Lucia is indeed the weakest duchy in the empire.

Even the Duchy of Antica, which was previously the weakest in the empire, was much better than the Duchy of Lucia after resolving the border threat of orcs.

The reason for this is that there is a lot of permafrost in the Duchy of Lucia, especially in the northern region, which is covered with snow all year round.

Even though it was already hot summer in other parts of the empire, the northern part of Lucia was still covered in ice and snow.

This kind of environment can hardly create any value except tourism.

However, even though the conditions are so harsh, there are still some people in Lucia who have been staying on the snowfield. They are called Snow People by the locals.

Yes, the land in the north cannot support many people, and naturally cannot provide much income. The people living here can only get enough food and clothing all year round. The benevolent Duke Lucia naturally would not collect taxes from them, but instead gave them considerable autonomy.

In addition to those who have defended the snowfield for generations, the majority of people here are those who have fled from debt in the south, or those who were persecuted by the Duke and exiled here.

Therefore, people living on the snowfields almost never consider themselves to be Lucians.

The students of the Imperial Academy boarded a carriage heading north in Karelia, the northernmost city in the Duchy of Lucia. While the convoy was resting, Triss gathered the students together and told them about the northern snowfields.

"This snowfield is called Lapland in the local dialect of Lucia. Therefore, the locals who enjoy autonomy here are also called Laplanders. From today on, when you meet strangers in the snowfield, you cannot call them Lucia when you greet them. You must call them Laplanders, otherwise they will be angry."

Triss taught.

"Because the terrain of the snowfield is very complex and the weather is relatively bad, sometimes when a blizzard comes you have to find a place to hide and keep warm. The locals are undoubtedly the best guides for you to survive here." Triss said this and glanced at the classmates around her.

"Our second-year students have different tasks than first-year students. First-year students are mainly tasked with surviving around the snowfield for a month without the help of others, but second-year students are different. The second-year students' task is to go deep into the snowfield."

When the students heard the tasks for the two grades, they pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

"Teacher Triss, is there anything special in the depths of the snowfield?" At this time, a second-grade student raised his hand.

"That's what I'm going to say next." Triss smiled at him and then said, "Although thousands of years have passed and the people living here are a mixed bunch, the local Laplanders have their own unique beliefs. They have a temple deep in the snowfield. What you need to do is to learn as much as possible about the gods they believe in."

"Teacher Triss, why do we need to learn about the gods of a group of pagans?" the student asked curiously again.

“The purpose of research is not what you get in the end, but what you gain in the process,” Therese explained patiently.