There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game Chapter 831: 700: Wish

Chapter 831: Chapter 700: Wish

Those who can walk around the Silver Castle.

Are absolutely the most trusted confidants of the Duke of Silver.

They even understand the Duke’s rebellious heart against the empire and are unconditionally loyal to their Lord.

What differentiates The North from other places is.

That the feudal system is still in place here.

As the saying goes, the master of my master is not my master.

Vassals are firstly loyal to their Lord, and only then to the empire behind their Lord.

The empire ignored the centuries of barrenness and famine in The North, allowing the Duke of Silver to maintain his lordship generation after generation, and also ensuring the unwavering loyalty of the Silver Shield Legion.

So at this mont.

A trace of anger arose in the heart of the Duke of Silver.

He didn’t care about the Earl’s rebellion in The North, as their statuses were similar and it was within expectations.

But if there were also traitors within the Silver Castle.

That was an unforgivable sin!

…

However, after hearing the Duke of Silver’s explanation, the ssenger didn’t press any further, seeming to accept this reasoning.

He stepped forward and stood beside the bed.

“It seems the Ice and Snow Elves are indeed exceptionally powerful, to even cause the legendary and invincible Duke of Silver to be bedridden for days. But I’ve heard that during that battle, you let an Elf escape into the continent. Have you, my Lord, considered how to bear this responsibility?”

Looking at the weak and powerless person lying on the bed, the ssenger’s eyes were filled with disdain.

Yet, after these words were spoken.

The two secretly observing him shuddered inwardly.

Xu Shuo, standing by the window, remained expressionless, his thoughtful gaze landing on the ssenger.

An escaped Elf?

The battle reports sent to the Royal Capital clearly state that the Elves who left the Far North Mountain Range had all been killed.

Though it wasn’t specified how many Ice and Snow Elves had left the Far North Mountain Range, there was no ntion of any Elves having escaped.

However, this kind of falsified report wouldn’t stay hidden for long.

Although the Duke of Silver was feigning a grave injury, upon hearing these words, he still maintained an expressionless facade, rely sizing up the ssenger who was close at hand.

Instead of answering, he counter-questioned: “May I inquire where the ssenger hails from?”

“Naturally, from the Franks City-State.”

The ssenger snorted, expressing discontent: “Just because you failed to defend the North Mountain Range, I’ve been dispatched to this godforsaken place. It’s freezing to death, and there were even bandits on the road; this place is truly filled with barbarians and thugs!”

He cursed as he pleased, with none from The North showing any displeasure, only the steward aningfully showing a bit of embarrassnt.

The Franks City-State is the closest city-state to The North.

Thinking about it that way makes sense.

That the ssenger could arrive at the Silver City-State within six days after the Magical Beast Army incident; it’s hard to achieve if he set off from the Royal Capital, but if personnel were dispatched from the nearest city-state, it’s possible to make it in ti.

So, the purpose of the ssenger’s visit is becoming clear.

He isn’t here to spy.

Nor is he here to bring orders from the Royal Capital.

He is rely—

Here to deliver death.

Therefore, the Royal Capital didn’t need to dispatch a specialized Orderly, and the ssenger didn’t need to be particularly smart or stable, since his only requirent was to be capable of causing trouble for the Silver City-State.

Either the Silver City-State gets stuck due to the trouble.

Or the Silver City-State becos intolerable, outright killing the ssenger to expose their intentions.

Of course, all of this is based on the assumption that the Duke of Silver has already rebelled.

After all, the Royal Capital stands to lose nothing.

The Duke of Silver lowered his eyes: “It is indeed my dereliction of duty that The North is poorly managed, but I am currently powerless. I am not sure what instructions there are from the Royal Capital.”

The ssenger, clutching his fur cloak, sneered: “Hearing that the Duke is gravely injured, His Majesty the King has sent to take control of the Silver Shield Army to continue defending the North Mountain Range.”

—It’s really all about the Silver Shield Army.

The Duke of Silver feigned a troubled look: “Then may I know how long the ssenger intends to take over?”

The ssenger scoffed: “That will depend on His Majesty’s wishes.”

In reality, although the ssenger was interested in this Silver Shield Army, he had absolutely no interest in The North.

If possible,

He hoped that after the matter concludes, he could directly lead this powerful army to the Franks City-State!

But unfortunately, His Majesty the King did not give instructions for the aftermath, only ordered him to take temporary command of the Silver Shield Army, with further matters to be discussed upon the Duke of Silver’s recovery.

He simply didn’t convey the latter part of the mandate.

Because as a re Viscount, now having the opportunity to lord over a Duke, the ssenger felt a sense of exhilaration in his heart!

Just look, all the people in the room dare not speak their anger!

The Duke of Silver sighed and said: “If that’s the case, then I shall entrust the Silver Shield Crest to you for temporary stewardship.”

As he spoke, the Duke of Silver gestured covertly to the steward.

The steward, with a mournful expression, moved to the corner cabinet in the bedroom and took out a silver-white Hawk Falcon Jade Sculpture.

To so easily get hold of the Silver Shield Crest.

Even if the ssenger is arrogant, at this mont, he feels sowhat dubious.

He fingered the cool crest in his hand, verifying the insignia of the Golden Laurel Leaves of the Saint Vlaro Empire engraved on the base, confirming it as the true crest.

The Duke of Silver then coughed a few tis and said: “I must also trouble the ssenger to imdiately lead the three-thousand army at the Martial Training Ground to the North Mountain Range. The Magical Beasts are looming threateningly, causing trouble at every mont.”

The ssenger looked displeased: “You don’t need to command . Since the Duke is badly injured, then you better rest properly during this period.”