The Council Chairman was actually talking about that matter...
Reynaldo let out a long breath as realization dawned. That explained the Council Chairman's goodwill toward Annan.
Come to think of it, Annan really was the best person to investigate that case...
"What do they take me for!? They didn't even try to find an elf, a dwarf, or even an orc. They just sent me a man! Are they trying to insult me!?"
"Please, calm down... Maybe they... they... No, they really do have a death wish!"
Annan's shouting reached the hall before he did.
He strode in and saw Reynaldo looking at him, but he hadn't forgotten the matter at hand. "You figured it out?"
"Yes."
Reynaldo's confidant withdrew from the hall. Once Annan sat down, Reynaldo said, "I thought that matter would disappear with the Migration. I didn't expect the Council Chairman to still remember it..."
"What matter?"
"Do you remember Princess Sails?"
"Didn't I rescue her from the Old Royal Capital?"
"You did, but when the Royal Capital was relocated during the Migration, someone deliberately left her in the dungeon... The King may not care about his sister, but the officials couldn't—and wouldn't dare—leave a member of the Royal Family to the Ratfolk."
Annan remembered the state Princess Sails had been in when he found her. She had clearly suffered at the hands of the Ratfolk, who had drawn a great deal of her blood... They must have used her for something.
"You mean the Council Chairman wants me to investigate the Old Royal Capital?"
"No. Everyone involved back then is in the New Royal Capital."
Annan still didn't understand. "If that's all, why make such a big deal of it?"
"Because the Royal Family is involved."
Behind the matter lay the Kingdom's factional struggle.
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