"The murder that occurred last night on Baker Street in the White Queen District has been solved."
Iver sat in the Queen's study at the Silver and Tin Palace, looking at the newspaper delivered that morning. He casually read aloud the headline on the front page: "The dangerous werewolf who assassinated the newly appointed Minister of Trade, Mr. Griffiths, has been identified as a wanted criminal from the Iris Flower Kingdom.
"The Iris Flower Kingdom Prime Minister urgently contacted the Silver and Tin Palace last night to express his deep condolences. The Arbitration Hall has increased the scale of its patrols and will capture the murderer as soon as possible."
He chuckled. "They sure moved quickly. They didn't say anything, though."
"Indeed."
Lily, the wolf involved in the incident, nodded in agreement.
By repeatedly switching between human, wolf, and werewolf forms, along with her Shadow Stealth ability, she had only barely managed to shake off the Griffins after an entire night. She had just returned not long ago.
After the incident last night, Iver had taken the reporter Dimit to the neighboring district.
At that time, the area around Minister Griffiths's residence had already been covered by Griffins—more than twenty White Feather Griffins were flying through the sky. As they flew, dark clouds had already gathered in the night sky, with thunder rolling through them and roaring like angry lions.
The minister's death was no small matter. The entire White Queen District had been placed under martial law. The Arbitration Officers, who normally possessed Fourth Level strength and were rarely seen in such numbers, had already arrived at the scene at the earliest opportunity.
Iver presented his identity. With members of the Arbitration Hall accompanying them, he smoothly brought Dimit and his assistant in to take first-hand photographs.
Of course,