The torch inserted on the wall exudes reassuring warmth and heat, illuminating the smile on Lynn's face.
"If, as you said, Earl Raymond is the mastermind behind the scenes, then when we took Holy Grail through the city gate of Beauclair after all the hard work, the guards guarding near the city gate should have reported the news immediately."
"That way, when we arrive at the palace, we will be waiting for us with fully armed guards, sharp arrows, and spears."
"Even if he didn't do that, at least he would politely ask us to leave Toussaint as soon as possible, and would never let us approach the Duchess's ward."
"But none of what I just said happened, so the person who poisoned the duchess cannot be Earl Raymond."
After Lynn finished speaking, he immediately received a mixture of surprise and admiration from Fringilla.
"Are you really a witcher? Aren't you supposed to know nothing about politics in your profession?"
"You know a lot of witchers? Aren't there not many witchers left in the south?"
The sorceress shrugged.
"The demon hunter I met before was not as eloquent as you."
Lynn looked into her eyes and asked, "Since you took the initiative to mention this matter, madam, should you tell me the rest, what you didn't tell me about the School of the Viper witcher?"
Fringilla knew that the other party would ask sooner or later.
So she spoke slowly.
"I'll tell you, witcher... I said before, that School of the Viper witcher didn't declare his family name. I didn't lie to you."
"As for why I know he is from School of the Viper, I can identify it from the witcher badge that he never leaves his side."
"He is different from you. He is taller, stronger, tougher, taciturn... I almost forgot to mention, he has no hair."
"With all due respect, he is more likely to be in your profession, and you, my friend..."
"If you don't wear this conspicuous witcher badge and the two swords on your back, many people will mistakenly think that you are a noble knight with noble birth, prominent status and pure blood."
After hearing what Fringilla said, Lynn immediately understood who the demon hunter School of the Viper was.
He is active in the south and is a member of School of the Viper.
Coupled with such obvious appearance characteristics...
Who else could it be besides the famous assassin of the king?
Of course, that person is not Kingslayer yet.
He's just an ordinary demon hunter who exchanged Drowner's head for Florin.
Fringilla saw Lynn fell into silence, she said, "You must really want to know where he went after leaving the palace, right?"
Lynn asked doubtfully, "Madam, didn't you say you never saw him again?"
"Yes, that's what I said, but I never saw him again≠I don't know where he went."
Okay, the inequality is gone.
"My men told me that he spent half an hour in the market square after leaving the palace."
"Then he took off the commission on the notice board and went to the mansion of the noble who issued the commission."
"The above is all the information I know. I have told you. There is nothing missing."
Lynn feels that the other party really has no intention of hiding anything this time.
But he still asked.
"What is the name of the noble who issued the commission? And what commission was issued?"
Fringilla smoothed the hair in front of his forehead.
"A very common witch hunting commission, nothing unusual. The female noble needs a witcher, or a mercenary team, to bring back the master elven blacksmith Tyensail who disappeared in the underground waterway."
"As for the name of the female noble, her name is Orianna."
The walls of the collection room are covered with precious wool tapestries, embroidered with intricate and gorgeous patterns.
The floor was covered with a thick Persian carpet, which made a dull sound when stepped on.
The entire collection room is filled with various rare treasures, from precious oil paintings and statues, to gold and silver vessels inlaid with precious stones, to rare animal specimens, gleaming weapons and armor...
Every work is priceless.
Fringilla stood at the door of the collection room and did not go in.
As the distant cousin of the granddaughter of Caroberta, the duchess had the authority to enter and exit the collection room at will even before the duchess fell into a coma.
Not only had she seen the things inside, she had also touched them.
It no longer feels strange.
Besides, although she didn't come into contact with many witchers, she still had some understanding of the behavior of the witchers as a group.
They are similar to private detectives and hunters. They investigate and make judgments based on traces at the scene.
It's just that the enhanced senses brought to demon hunters by mutation allow them to distinguish traces more easily and obtain more valuable information.
Therefore, in order to avoid hindering the witcher, she thought it was better not to go in.
Lynn walked past the collections and carefully stared at every corner.
After a while, he stood in front of three strange-looking elf statues.
Each of these elf statues are lifelike.
It's almost like it was made by the most accomplished master.
Moreover, it feels as if it is not carved, but is enchanted by petrification magic.
Wait, petrification magic?
A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.
"Ms. Fringilla, can you help me prepare some props?"
Fringilla glanced at Lynn.
The latter thought she would ask herself why she needed these.
But the witcher was wrong.
The sorceress asked nothing.
Just called the guards outside.
It didn't take long.
Everything the witcher needs is ready.
Six torches, a piece of elven bread, a bottle of elven wine, an elven sword, and an elven shield.
"And then, witcher, is it time to dance?"
Fringilla let out a string of laughter like silver bells.
"Let us finish these things first. Now, you can leave."
he said to the guards.
The latter bowed deeply to him and Fringilla.
Exit the collection room.
"Madam, please now put on the seal ring symbolizing the Toussaint Duke family and sit on this gorgeous chair."
The sorceress found it very interesting.
So he sat on it very cooperatively.
"What's next?"
"Just sit down and leave the rest to me alone."
Lynn closed his eyes and began to recall what he knew about the plot.
"The Elf King Tivethas invites Toussaint, the first Duke "Lance Duke" Ludovic, to enter his palace and sit on his throne..."
"The light from the surrounding torches is dazzling."
He used the tone of a bard and recited his lines with theatrical exaggeration.
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