In the next two days, Lynn, Geralt, Regis, and Maksymilian all stayed in the palace.
They were treated like nobles.
After enjoying the decadent life for two consecutive days, Lynn couldn't help but sigh, no wonder so many people try their best to climb up even if they step on others' heads.
The enjoyment and privileges obtained by this Master are truly intoxicating.
In fact, in terms of food and drink alone, even if the productivity and development power of this magical world has actually exceeded that of the Europe Middle Ages in the home world, even so, it is still not as good as ordinary citizens in the 21st century.
But the cool thing is the privilege, which comes from power.
You know there is someone waiting outside the house at any time, just to better serve you;
You can raise a group of subordinates who are loyal to you at any time;
As long as you say a word, they will be happy to help you and clear all obstacles for you.
If you had a little more power, you could even...
However, although he was quite happy in the palace, he did not forget to use the voice box to tell Triss and ask her to intercept Palmerin, Milton, and Renauld who were already heading to Novigrad.
Now that the Duchess Caroberta has been saved, there is no need for the knights errant to soil their hands and harm their honor.
As for Duchess Caroberta, although she still shows no signs of waking up.
But my body has improved visibly.
Lynn is not in a hurry to take Holy Grail back to find Lady of the Lake.
Anyway, when he leaves Toussaint, he will also pass by Lac Célavy.
You can wait until then and then drop by to return Holy Grail.
Compared to that, Lynn is more curious about who planned the assassination of the duchess.
So, he found Maksymilian.
Ask again about the details of the Duchess's assassination.
"I have already told you that we found Her Royal Highness the Duchess and her maid in the collection room. When we arrived, the assassin was gone."
Lynn holds the elbow of his right hand with his left hand, makes a fist with five fingers of his right hand, and taps his cheek lightly with the fist, as if in deep thought.
"Is the collection room on the surface or underground? Is there any other exit?"
Maksymilian replied, "Underground, there is only one exit."
"Is it possible that the assassin entered and exited through the ventilation duct?"
"There is no ventilation duct that big. At most, a few mice can get in."
"The guards outside the collection room didn't hear any movement before or after that? Didn't they notice any suspicious people coming or going?"
Maksymilian thought about it carefully and finally shook his head.
From this point of view, we can only go to the collection room for an on-site inspection.
I asked Maksymilian about the location of the collection room.
Knight Errant realized that things were not simple and wanted to go with him, but was asked by Lynn to take a good rest.
He went alone.
Then, in front of the door leading to the collection room, he was stopped by the guard guarding the door.
Just when he was about to reveal his purpose...
At this time, a voice sounded behind him.
"The witcher was ordered by me to investigate the scene of the assassination of Her Royal Highness the Duchess."
"Ms. Fringilla," the guard immediately stood up straight and then said awkwardly, "But even as noble as you, you cannot go in without the order of the regent."
The short-haired sorceress Fringilla walked up to Lynn.
He stared at the guard with one hand on his hip.
"Before Toussaint, when Her Royal Highness the Duchess had the final say, I could come in and out at will, but now I must have the consent of the Minister of Regent?"
The guard shuddered involuntarily.
But I had no choice but to bite the bullet and say.
"Sorry, this is an order from the regent. Please forgive me."
Fringilla waved his hand.
It seems very magnanimous.
"It's okay. After all, you are responsible for it. However, it has been widely spread in the palace these days. You must have heard about it, right?"
"Although the glorious Duchess has not yet woken up, she is already getting better. As long as you give her some more time, she will slowly recover."
"Her Highness the Duchess was saved because of Holy Grail, which the witcher worked tirelessly and through all the obstacles. Before that, it was me and my uncle who were keeping Her Royal Highness alive."
"When Her Royal Highness the Duchess wakes up, maybe I will mention this matter to her inadvertently. What do you think she will think then?"
The guard suddenly started sweating profusely.
Quickly step aside.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Fringilla, Master Demon Hunter, please come in."
The sorceress then showed a satisfied smile, nodded to Lynn and said, "Please, respected master Lynn."
On the wall of the passage extending downward, there are burning torches inserted at regular intervals.
The witcher and the sorceress walked on the stone stairs, their footsteps echoing in the dim passage.
Lynn glanced at Fringilla and said, "I thought you would use magic to solve the problem."
The short-haired sorceress smiled.
"Magic is not omnipotent, and sometimes, the effects achieved without magic are better than using magic."
"Let me make a bold guess. In fact, you could have asked Earl Raymond for the password, but you didn't do so. Could it be that you suspected Earl Raymond?"
Lynn smacked his lips.
"Without knowing the truth, Earl Raymond does have serious suspicions."
"Before and after the assassination of the duchess, the guards outside the collection room did not notice anything unusual. The assassins who injured the duchess and her maid seemed to have disappeared from the world. No one discovered how they left."
"From a conspiracy theory perspective, it can only be explained that someone removed the guards and created an environment where assassins could come and go freely."
"Based on the results, the biggest beneficiary is Earl Raymond. If the duchess dies and her two daughters are still young, the power of Toussaint will completely fall into the hands of Earl Raymond."
"At least until their two highnesses come of age, Earl Raymond will completely control the government, attack dissidents, and cultivate his own cronies."
"You can also marry your son - I remember his name is Raymond - to any of his highnesses and become the prince of Toussaint."
"In this way, the status of Earl Raymond's family in Toussaint will be as unshakable as Mount Gorgon's."
Fringilla applauded.
"What a wonderful inference. Yes, I think so too."
Lynn shook his head. "Unfortunately, this is purely a result of a cause, and it is destined to be completely different from the truth."
The beautiful short-haired sorceress seemed to be choking on her own saliva and looked at the witcher in surprise.
"Isn't it?"
"Of course not."