"Now, I'm going to go straight to you. You killed the Deputy?" Sit back in front of the youth, Adelia cuts out with a provocative look.

"I can't say the rare thing! Oh, I'm ... I'm not doing it!" The young man wide open his eyes, sweating his face and desperately claiming innocence. But his unfounded lines have no meaning or power.

Adelia smiled and chose words to hunt him down, and relentlessly spoke.

"But you had the motivation to kill the deputy. And you were the only one in the village proclaiming and preparing to kill the deputy. Is there anything to prove the alibi?" … Such a thing, nothing. ”Realizing his own powerlessness, the young man drools without force.

"As you fear, I can't escape in this situation. There's no physical evidence of the killing of the deputy, but there's no more suspicious person than you. No doubt, the investigator will arrest you."

Otherwise, if the investigators came, they would << << create >> someone on their face. Even more, if there are any suspicious humans, they must be happy to sacrifice them for their accomplishments.

"Still ... I don't want to do it ..." In front of Adelia, who asserts, the young man fell down without power and cried quietly. However, Kudels caught his mouth there.

"Wait a minute, Adelia. This guy just had a little bit of magic, how did he get into the second floor room where the deputy was?"

But that doesn't appeal to youth innocence. Rather, it was a question asking how to guess.

Reading, Adelia smiles with a smile.

"That's right. Conversely, why do people living in these villages use wind magic, which is so different from earth magic or water magic, that they have no use? I was curious, I thought a lot, -What was wind magic used for in this village?

"Did you know that there is a festival in the southern country that flies lanterns by the power of heat in late summer? "In other words, flying in the sky isn't a magician's privilege. If you think about it, birds and butterflies fly without magic," advertises Adelia's line.

"So I looked into the materials in the village mayor's house and found that there was a book called Rykern's Territory, which was written by a sage of the trip, and there was an interesting description there." I opened my shoulder bag and took out an old booklet.

"In this village, there was a ritual of making balloons during the festival, soaring into the sky, and scattering petals from above using wind magic."

According to this book, how to make a balloon is as follows.

First, prepare thinly tanned leather and special heat-resistant glue made by mixing multiple sap and chemicals. The glue is used to glue the leather together to create a highly airtight bag. Hang a jar under the finished leather bag and add the acid made by alchemy using vinegar. There, throw the iron powder.

Then, the very light smoke generated lifts the leather bag, which lifts the adult man into the sky and still provides enough power.

"And it's a festival that uses the balloon to fly up into the sky and use the sorcery to move and scatter petals. It seems that this role and technique have been handed down to the head of a family ... The descendants of the house are you, aren't you? "Adelia declared herself with her finger on Pishiri, and her youth turned pale. Then, while trembling, he acknowledged the fact.

"That's true, I sneaked that way upstairs and tried to kill him! But ... I couldn't." "Isn't it possible?"

"At that moment, when I thought I would fly into the sky, someone attacked from behind ... I was strangled and lost my consciousness ..." "But there's no way to prove it." Darten denies the words immediately. There is no guarantee that his words are true.

"Oh, I'm not doing it! It's true!" "Well, who says you killed a deputy?"-Did you really do that? When Darten asks while saying such words in a word, the young man raises his face with a surprised expression.

He then spoke the further suspect's name.

"That's right! The village chief! The one who hated the deputy most in this village is the current village chief!" Everyone in the young man's mouth shook his head.

I can't say that I can't think of him as a suspect, but could that village chief's thin arm kill a strong former military soldier? But that's a condition that applies to this young man. Whichever you think is the culprit, we have no means to quickly turn your opponent back. Such measures were not mentioned in Adelaide's landmark of Lykerndom.

"Hey, why are you the village chief? Are they all deprived of your family?" He also revealed the secret of the village chief.

"Heh ... heh, it's because of that woman that the deputy came to hit this village in the first place. It's all that she refused to become a deputy concubine. It was just the beginning of the story! The secretary who boiled the work was forced to hug him, and the former village chief who knew it became rebellious against the secretary, and this village was You're getting harassed, and anyone who knows the village's father is that deputy is the one in the village! "

In a young man's confession, Adelia lifted her lips and smiled as her back became cold, and Darten expressed a disgust with wrinkles between her eyebrows. And only Kuders is smiling, scouting tea, as if he knew everything from the beginning.

"Come on, guilty of sin against me! Yeah, I'm not bad! That woman ... That woman ..." In a strange silence, the young man alone is angry alone. And cursed words.