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According to Arthur, who went to the royal palace to pay his respects to his father, Melchior seemed to be under heavy labor from the recent developments.

As Clayo found out, it was a natural result because the crown prince had few assistants to share his work.

"Melkior is definitely an unguarded opponent, but he's not an omnipotent one."

The investigation into Hydra's poison must have been over, and there was no reason for Fran to stay around the public eye-catching eastern border.

Now, when the surveillance network is more noisy due to friction with Brunen than usual, it is better to move to the capital.

"That old suitcase, locked with a harness lock, contains data to turn the whole continent upside down about three times, so Fran should be honored.’

Fran said he liked the ale here and rented a boarding room run by a pub. Form, an accent of the southeastern part of the country and bargaining for rent, seemed like an errand boy for a merchant who was tired of traveling without a break.

Fran's room was a room just below the fourth floor roof, which was originally a maid's room, and it was a small space divided into two by hitting a wall in the attic.

As the ceiling was slanted in the shape of the roof, Clayo, who is tall, could hit his head if he straightened his back wrong.

Still, the view outside the open window was wonderful. A exquisite gap between the buildings showed Lundane Dong Station and a newly built library in the distance.

"It's not too far from here from the public library. You can make a loan card by paying a deposit and entering your work or home address.”

"A public library? Did you even put your library in properly?"

"Unexpectedly, it's okay. It's also popular with people who work at stations and attend night schools. It's the first public library to have a good book on magic."

Of course, it was possible thanks to the donation of Melchior, who is making huge profits from T-Flume, but he didn't go so far as to mention it.

"But I think it's reckless of me to go to the library with this address."

"Well, wouldn't this help?

After only peeking at the opportunity to give it to Fran, Clay quickly took a small notebook out of his arms. The leather cover of the notebook was marked with the words "Staff Certificate of the Royal Capital Defense University" in gold foil.

"It's a pass for school staff. Why this to me?"

"I registered you as my experimental assistant. You don't have an obligation to go to work, so you can use it comfortably."

Surprisingly, Fran, who picked up the pass, turned the inside upside down.

Name: F. White.

Position: Experimental Assistant to the Royal College of Capital Defense

Delegated supply and demand of experimental materials under the supervision of the Jebedi Pussis Magician.

"…this is how it works."

"Put it in, put it in."

That pass was one of the decisive reasons for accepting Jebedy's status as a research student. The research student was authorized to hire an experimental assistant.

This will ensure Frane's affiliation and often call it a laboratory, but it is not unnatural.

After closing his lips as if he was thinking for a moment, Fran put his pass into his jacket pocket.

"These days, there are some low-level wizards whose whereabouts are unknown, so if you make it look like a wizard, it's attracting attention. In this case, I thought it would be better if I had an ID to replace the wizard's registration card."

Ordinary people of Albion had no obligation to report anything other than birth registration, fortress record and death report, but only wizards and knights were different. Recently, management has become stricter.

"Thank you for writing your mind."

Clayo posed for his inner strength.

'Mission Complete!'

However, he tried not to show his joy on his face.

In the meantime, Fran checked to see if he had a jaw to hang from outside the window and if there was a stepping stone from the other room to the room, then lowered and closed the window.

The old, bumpy glass blocked the noise outside.

I don`t think I have ears that I can hear right away. Let's get straight to the point."

The serious tone of Fran's speech was lined with clay lights.

"Shall we use the soundproof magic?"

Fran shook his head.

We should save Ether since we have to make a lot of copies today. I looked at them with discriminating glasses as I came up earlier, but there was no ether sensitive in my sight.”

"Amazing. In the bird."

"Did you bring the Ma Kwang-seok copper sheet?”

"As you wish."

Clayo opened the briefcase he had brought. As the letter said, there was a lot of Ma Gwang-seok Dongapji that he had purchased whenever he could.

After confirming the amount of foreclosures, Fran nodded and released the spell on his suitcase.

Paaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-

Click, click.

The old trunk opened its mouth on the worn floor without even a carpet.

The bag was filled with documents, photos, and tools, except for a couple of clothes and a few household items. Under the luggage, there was a stack of files, each finger of file thickness.

Fran picked up the papers and handed them over to Clayo.

"This is a level-by-level progress report of the subjects who showed sensitivities after taking Hydra's poison. It's not going to be perfect because it's based on the results of the observation of the people who escaped from the laboratory after the explosion.”

Looking over the neat cursive document, Clay couldn't stop admiring it. Even the ones who actually made Hydra's poison seemed to have not written this much detailed report.

Fran waited for Clayo to finish reading the report.

"So the bottom line is, if you don't have Ether's sensitivity, you'll be able to get below five levels of poison, right? It's less intelligent, it's easier to be brainwashed, and I don't want to go crazy or get blood transfusion."

"Yes, that's the case with level five assassins who attacked the third prince two years ago, and the red-eyed assassins I encountered in the theater. They were mostly commoners. In some cases, they were kidnapped, but in many cases, they paid a higher wage than the market price and lured the day laborers under the pretext of building houses in remote areas. What follows is quite the same as Geheim's testimony."

Opera singer Gehaim was also forced to inject Hydra's poison after the kidnapping.

Most of those who were trapped with him were killed by the aftereffects, but some said they had the power to open iron bars with their bare hands due to their ether sensitivity.

"That's why the police haven't figured it out."

"In addition, blind assassins constantly appeared in front of the Third Prince."

Beyond the "Ens of Judgment," gray eyes seemed to be angry, and soon coldly hid their colors.

"You're doing a better job with your inner heart than you used to.’

I heard that you were born in February, so Fran is already 20 years old this year old. The flow of time was like a bow fired.

"However, if the subjects were originally ether sensitive, the effect of Hydra's poison would be explosive.

Ether respondents have much lower survival rates, but… Very few people who did not die after eating poison became level 6 knights. Then he leaves the lab and causes an accident.

Of course, the officer was the only one who kept his reason for a long time.

Those who have previously had ether experience a stronger reaction of poison than non-ethers. The gold and red ethers were colliding inside... My body explodes."

"Explosive…?"

"With less than five centimeters of meat and bone fragments per piece, the body explodes and scatters as if it had swallowed a bomb. I've magically gone through what happened."

"If that's how strong they are, then I can see why there was no sorcerer who picked it up."

"Yeah, well, those with magical qualities are less than 30 percent of the respondents who cause physical enhancement, and it would be difficult to get involved in these experiments. It is clear that the body will not be able to withstand the aftereffects of the poison.”

Fran's tone was the same as when he commented on the taste of ale, but Clayo couldn't help but think of another factor.

The [trace] was a magic formula that could be used to recreate the movement and flow of the ether in the space.

To the ether respondent, [trace] delivers quite vivid information.

"…was it okay to see all that?"

"What's not gonna be all right with me? It's a dead body. What's really bad is that the truth is buried and their unjust deaths are forgotten."

Clayo, who struggled with his short hair, straightened his posture and attitude.

Being weak was not polite to Fran, who had suffered and had seen everything human beings should not see.

Anyway, only the most important piece has been put together now. Thanks to the Bruneen officer.

"The officer said he had poisoned himself, so it's a completely different case from the people he'd been caught in before, right?"

"Yes, the subjects are different, and the poison of Hydra is assumed to be different. It's more stable."

"As much as a knight in any country agrees to take it. Isn't HYDRA's poison almost complete now?"

"Yes."

"But I don't think Prince II will be in a position to mass-produce it or feed his servants right now. There is still a high risk of failure, ignoring security guards and fleeing. If you do that in the southwestern garrison, you'll soon be rumored."

"The second prince has another piece of land with an ointment. It is the territory of the Bruneen monarchy, the Principality of Minerat, which comes right after crossing the Pintos Mountains from the territory of Kishion."

Again, another piece of puzzle moves in my head. The picture was soon finished.

"…now the second prince is known to be staying with my mother in the Duchy of Maine. It's an excuse for my grandfather, Friedrich Castileen, to stand by his side because he's ill..”

"Ha, I don't think that arrogant prince is stuck in a mindrat to change the poop diaper of an old lady.”

"Yes, but it's all speculation. Actually, he was the criminal from the beginning. There was no evidence."

"No, it's not a guess. There is solid evidence."

Fran took four consecutive pictures under her bag. The dot was blurry from a distance, but it was enough to recognize the face.

He was an impressive man with a scar drawn from the top of his left forehead to the top of his cheekbone through a temple.

"Who is this?"

"Tromos Note Pier. He's the general manager of Nineveh Lake Palace, and Juleica' This is the För. Originally, he was a mercenary who was in charge of the garbage disposal of Joseph Kruel."

Memories of "Promise" were mincing up information from years ago.

För.

The unfamiliar name was the name of the supervisor who visited the warehouse in the mountain while Gehaim was being tested.

'It's a big thing.'

"And you see a bronze statue with a long sail behind it.

Bruneen is a sculpture depicting the largest port in the North, Klypeda. It's a marble sculpture in the front yard of Jeans Castle, the Duke's summer retreat."

The story changed too quickly. Clay asked in embarrassment.

"Where's the next one?”

"At the western end of the Duchy of Maine, it is a quiet countryside at the foot of the Pintos Mountains. If you cross the barrier from the Kishion Autonomous Preceptor, you'll find Jeans Town."

Fran took out several maps in succession.

The top map was a page showing the location of the high-level Hydra poisoner. Four dots were stamped close to Jeans Castle.

In the case of the victims of the common people, like Gheim, the test site was scattered around Lake Nineveh. But this time, the Bruneen officer-like subjects were found near Jeans Castle."

"You must have been able to attract voluntary participants at Jens, right?

"The people say that the Zhenzs Castle, which was recently built, has been visited by officers and students who haven't seen them before. Sometimes a wagon covered with waterproof cloth passes through the town under cover of night. The transport of volunteers, researchers, materials or bodies."

"Really, Jeans Castle is home to Hydra's poison production and experiment."

"Yeah, we've specified a location that's expected to be a laboratory, but it's only true that security was so tight that we couldn't infiltrate."

Julaika and Aslan would have completed the poison based on data obtained at the expense of the common people of Albion.

"Then, did Julaika use all the fruits of the poison she had stabilized while doing the terrible thing?"

"As far as the investigation has been conducted, it is most likely."

Clayo's jaw dropped.

Things are going out of control. Hydra's poison has already caused numerous casualties and will require more blood in the future.

A queen of a country conducted a terrible human experiment against her own people and stole a military-building drug developed by the experiment into another country.

"That's a traitor."

After hearing the words, the wrinkles suddenly deepened in the middle of Fran's.

The problem is that the experiment itself is inhumane, and I don`t want to argue that it violates the regulations to keep a nation`s royal family alive. Of course… that's generally what we call it."

Julaika and Aslan stayed in the palace of Clypeda, the capital of the Principality of Minerat, and were often seen by the public.

But that won't prove their innocence.

'Julaika's owner was the För in question, and he was photographed walking in and out of Jeans Castle.’

"But how the hell did you know about För?”

The two have shared information and personal information in letters, but have been careful not to describe any of the locations or methods of exploration where Fran is currently staying.

So Clay had no idea how Fran worked.

Fran answered with good grace.

I worked as a probationary agent for two months at a lumber shop that supplies linen, and went to Jeans Castle. I've been pretty trusted for the quick calculation.

When the probationary period was over, my aunt got a sudden illness and said she was going to Clypeda and got a letter of recommendation. The employer was sorry that he couldn't even see the vineyard celebration, which is Jez's specialty."

Clayo's greenish-brown eyes grew as big as a flashlight.

'What's going on? That's a job.’