"What was going on?"
As news of the Golden Princess's death spread, everyone staying in the Twin Towers who could make it came. Byron, head of the Yggdmillennia Family, rushed to the scene. Looking at the Golden Princess's corpse lying on the bed, his expression was incomparably grim before his cold gaze turned toward Reines El-Melloi Archisorte.
"How could this be? Why had the clothes I made become like this?"
Among the crowd, a male magician whose hair was entirely braided into thin plaits collapsed onto the floor the moment he saw the Golden Princess's corpse on the bed. However, he had not lost control because of the Golden Princess's condition, but because the clothes on her body had been damaged.
Compared to whether the Golden Princess was dead or alive, this man cared more about the outfit he had created. He was the magician who made clothing for the Twin Princesses. As the saying went, clothes made the man. To bring the Twin Princesses' beauty to its peak, their clothing naturally had to be carefully selected—no, custom-made.
So this is what magicians are like. Watching the magician sit slumped on the ground with despair written across his face, Shen Fei was somewhat speechless.
"Sister Tierdrad, how could this happen?" The Silver Princess had also arrived. Looking at her sister on the bed, her body trembled without stop.
"My, my. What a tremendous commotion." Aozaki Touko, with her short red hair, appeared. Her voice sounded exceedingly cold. After sweeping her gaze across the room, she continued, "Looking at it this way, everyone at the scene could be the murderer. I do not dislike detective novels, but compared to becoming a suspect, I am better suited to being the victim."
"If you were the victim, wouldn't the murderer be the one