Fox's Words

Captain Camus was startled by Iver's words.

He's not stupid either.

After receiving crucial information from Iver, he only needed a moment of enlightenment to understand everything.

"So that's how it is—"

He first felt remorse, then realized something. "No wonder I didn't run into anyone when I went home that day... I was quite nervous when I left, afraid of being seen and questioned. Now that I think about it, he must have wanted me to deliver the documents to my home, so he took everyone away!"

"You also bear some responsibility, Captain Camus."

Iver glanced at him and calmly replied, "Although you were set up, you took the things yourself. No one manipulated you in this regard, and you were not influenced by any supernatural forces—or rather, the reason you were framed is because this bad habit of yours became known."

"... Yes, I know. I'm very sorry, it was me... I was too careless."

Camus looked full of regret.

At least at this moment, he genuinely regrets his actions.

"But..."

Camus hesitated, and was also worried.

"But what?" Iver countered.

"The source of information..."

Camus stammered, "You may not know this... but information obtained through divination, rituals, prophecies, and other such means cannot be used as evidence in court. Just like information obtained during Promotion Ritual in the Dream Realm cannot be verified."

"Because these things can be modified, and they're not absolutely accurate. The facts can be distorted through editing and other means... Therefore, even if you've determined that the Minister of the Navy was behind this, if we don't actually find that letter..."

... Then it would be impossible to prove that the Minister of the Navy sent someone to steal the letter.

"If the letter can't be found, it's as if it's lost. What's wrong with that? I think it's fair."

Iver's expression was serious, his tone cold. "The rest is not my job, Captain. I'm only responsible for confirming the scene and gathering intelligence. I already know who has that letter—do you want me to do everything for you?"

"Of course not, of course not..."

Captain Camus apologized repeatedly.

But when he heard that the letter was in the hands of his boss's boss, he only felt distressed and at a loss.

He was, after all, just a captain.

What he has to do now is impeach the admiral who framed him, even without any evidence, and with the only evidence potentially being destroyed at any moment...

This made him feel an almost desperate, heavy pressure.

He hesitated for a moment, then respectfully gave Iver a naval salute. "Thank you very much, Minister Moriarty. Regardless of how this matter ultimately turns out..."

"—Regardless of the final outcome?"

Iver interrupted his somewhat dejected words.

His voice rose slightly, his gaze sharp, his words biting. "Captain Camus, are you still a soldier loyal to Her Majesty the Queen? Are you willing to accept such false accusations? Are you content to be a blade held in the hands of schemers, a weapon to be plunged into Her Majesty's back? — Your only goal is victory, soldier! There is no turning back!"

"Yes, Minister!"

Captain Camus instinctively straightened his chest and raised his head, responding loudly.

"Then are you willing to sacrifice yourself for His Majesty?"

Iver demanded an answer in a stern voice.

"It is my honor, Minister!"

Captain Camus responded without hesitation.

Are you willing to fight to the very end for justice and fairness in the world?

"It is my duty, Minister!"

"And finally, Captain..."

Iver paused slightly as he spoke.

He held a thick book in his right hand. Then he raised his left hand, showing the back of his left hand to Captain Camus.

A silvery-white scale gradually emerged.

Camus's eyes widened immediately.

Although he was not a transcendent being on the Path of Authority, he immediately guessed what it was.

The endorsement of the Silver Crowned Dragon! No one could possibly dare forge such proof! At this moment, Iver radiated a warm holy light, easily illuminating the entire room. Even Camus felt his fatigue and stiff muscles being healed.

"—Are you willing, under the watchful eye of the Crown Prince, to join me in punishing the sinners who have broken their oaths?"

Iver's voice was authoritative and solemn.

That's the trait "Silver Scale" bestowed upon Iver by the Silver Crowned Dragon. It grants Iver a first-level priority when attacking any violator.

Without hesitation, Captain Camus knelt on one knee, bowing deeply. With the utmost respect and courtesy, he declared, "I am willing to fight to the death—"

Iver looked down at Captain Camus, who was ten years older than him, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He reached out his left hand and gently touched Captain Camus's hair in acknowledgment.

"I will not grant you anything. For that power will belong to His Majesty in the future..."

Iver lowered his head slightly and said slowly, "But if you can fight bravely to the end under the Crown Prince's gaze... I will put in a good word for you with Isabel."

"You know that if these traitors are eliminated, many 'ministerial' positions will be vacant..."

At this point, Iver's voice became extremely soft, like that of a seductive Fox: "A lot, a lot."

It was as if a string in Camus's heart had been touched.

Iver's words were both encouragement and threat; they shocked and awed him, yet at the same time they also stirred his passion and excitement.

If he didn't care about his career at all, he wouldn't have been able to get his hands on Edward's offer.

As Hunter Path of Adaptation, according to the rules of Avalon... he was not allowed to enter the Round Table Hall.

Although these paths have become legal, they are still discriminated against. This is because the Round Table Hall is almost entirely filled with knights of Path of Authority; there are no Path of Adaptation, not even Equilibrium Path. Those who Dedication Path exist only as unofficial members of the "Spiritual Councilor."

Why doesn't he like working in an office? One major reason is that a "Hunter's" body is far less strong than those knights' and simply can't fill out the armor! Even Second Level observer can wear armor all day long. But Third Level Hunter, sitting upright in armor all day, will have back pain when he gets back. Hunter is even considered lucky; if his profession were an assassin, he simply couldn't wear such heavy armor, let alone fight in it.

But if this is a rule, then all official superhumans should wear armor while on duty... yet Law Mage, who also follow the Path of Authority, don't need to wear armor at all.

—Although there is no legal discrimination, discrimination still exists in the details. For example, formal jobs on Glass Island require accommodation on the Glass Island. This forces outsiders to work in the Lloyd District, where housing is the cheapest.

At this moment, Iver's promise made Camus's throat dry.

That was a position he would never normally look up at.

"... For Your Majesty's sake."

Camus spoke vaguely, without specifying which emperor. "I will give my life."

He spoke these words not with great passion or force, but rather in a soft, almost whispered tone...

However, this seemingly light sentence carries immense weight.

Because it contains genuine sincerity.

"Good boy."

Iver patted his head, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said in a low, solemn voice, "The Crown Prince is watching you."

The Minister of the Navy's actions undoubtedly constitute a betrayal of the monarchy.

Or perhaps they were just a little too hasty.

They swear allegiance to the royal family, but primarily to the Queen.

At Sofia's funeral, Mycroft, as Minister of Royal Affairs, was required to break his white cane to signify the end of his lifelong loyalty to Her Majesty the Queen. Other ministers were also required to destroy the tokens of power bestowed upon them by Queen Sophia at the funeral.

The oath of loyalty will only be valid again when they reaffirm their allegiance and are given the token by Isabel once more.

If Her Majesty the Queen is dead, then such actions would not be considered Breach of Covenant until they re-swear allegiance to Isabel.

But Sofia is still alive.

—It can only be said that the timing was too perfect; they simply couldn't resist. If they had waited until after the funeral to launch their attack, the "Silver Scale" would never have lit up.

They dared to openly break their oath for two key reasons: "Meg is presumed dead" and "Isabel lacks the adaptability to Path of Authority." Therefore, no one could use authoritarian power to directly arbitrate against them.

No one paid any attention to the young girl named Ligeia.

Despite being closely related to Meg by blood and being a chosen one of the Silver Crowned Dragon, how strong could she possibly be? Even Fourth Level Path of Authority transcendent could not sense her path level! On the other hand, a transcendent who Path of Transcendence could sense her Third Level Path of Transcendence profession level.

—Could it be that, given her Third Level Path of Transcendence profession, she also possesses a Fourth Level Path of Authority level? If she were truly that strong, why hasn't she used any of her powers or even appeared before anyone else since assuming the position of Grand Arbitrator? Therefore, although they launched their attack a little earlier, they weren't too panicked.

After all, Her Majesty the Queen couldn't possibly get out of her sickbed, put on her crown, and raise her scepter to punish them. If the Queen wanted to see them, they could just find an excuse not to go—after all, punishment had to be done face-to-face, and could the Queen really leave the Silver and Tin Palace and come to their homes to punish them? —They could just play hide-and-seek.

They'll just wear each other down until they die.

Iver didn't even need to investigate to know that this was what they were thinking. Because compared to the Meg era, their conspiracies had become much more casual and less covert.

Clearly, they weren't actually that afraid of Queen Sophia. After all, Queen Sophia had never really used her disciplinary power—but they were terrified of Meg, because Meg really could kill.

Iver's lips curled up slightly, revealing Fox- like smile.

Next, he was to be "kidnapped by Aleister and taken to the Minister of the Navy's residence" as planned.

Ligeia will then "rescue" him.

Now, let them recall it.

Meg hasn't left yet—

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