Hearing Iver say this, Captain Camus was jolted with shock.
He was no fool.
Once he received the crucial information from Iver, it took only a moment of realization for him to see the whole picture.
"So that's how it was—"
First, he felt regret. Then he came to a realization. "No wonder I didn't run into anyone when I went home that day... I was already feeling pretty guilty, afraid someone would see me and question me. Thinking back, he must have wanted me to take the documents home, so he had everyone pulled away!"
"You bear some responsibility too, Captain Camus."
Iver glanced at him and answered calmly, "Although you were set up, you were the one who took the item. No one induced you to do that, and you weren't influenced by supernatural power—or rather, the reason you were framed was precisely because someone knew about this bad habit of yours."
"...Yes, I know. I'm very sorry. I... I was too careless."
Regret filled Captain Camus's face.
At least at that moment, he genuinely regretted his actions.
"But..."
Camus hesitated, worry showing in his eyes.
"But what?" Iver asked.
"The source of the information..."
Camus stammered, "You may not know this... Information obtained through divination, rituals, prophecies, and similar means cannot be used as evidence in court. It's the same as information learned during a Promotion Ritual in the Dream Realm—it can't be verified.
"Because such things can be deliberately altered, and they aren't absolutely accurate. The facts can even be distorted through editing and other means... So even if you've already determined that the Minister of the Navy did this, if we can't actually find that letter..."
...then there would be no way to prove that the Minister of the Navy had sent someone to steal