The morning came and we were summoned to King Peswen.
Of course, I know the requirements.
It must be about last night's pair.
"Sure, it was Yu and Lynne, wasn't it?
"Yes, Yu exchanged swords with me, and Lynne was the Hood"
"... Lynne, huh"
Whatever Yu is, Lynne is sure to be an obstacle to us.
Besides, it would be even more troublesome if Fiodora had the power to hypnotize him just by looking him in the eye.
But I can also say that to King Peswen, who helped me last night.
He has the disadvantage of showing the future, but can force the target to sleep if he is nearby.
Whatever Lynne is, if they take his power, there's really no way to do it.
"... Lasalles?
"No, it's nothing. I'm sorry, what's wrong?
"No, are you possibly tired?
"I'm not tired... did I look that way?
She nods.
Well, she was somewhat tired, as she put it, but nothing was going to get to the surface.
But could it have creased between the eyebrows without knowing?
"It's okay. Because as soon as it gets really hard, I'll let you rely on Sophia."
"... it's a promise, isn't it?
"Oh. Promise."
Honestly, Sophia was much stronger than I had imagined.
At least, no less so than the predecessor Bettenburg.
After staring me in the eye like that, she opens the room where the grin and laughter are designated.
There, the rooms and those of the same party were spread out, and King Peswen sat in its centre with his desk pinched.
Next to it, Mariarette is waving slowly over here.
Sophia almost looked back, too, but remembered that it was in front of her and pulled her hand in.
"You can relax. This is my room."
... I can't make it any easier, Sophia's thoughts go over her back.
But at least the woman next to him was unnecessarily easy.
"Well, it's about yesterday's two... Well, as you've all guessed, he left the guard soldiers and disappeared overnight."
... Well, I was guessing.
But there seems to be a continuation, and he's not trying to shut his open mouth.
"However, according to soldiers on watch, there were reports of a sudden thick fog spreading, not even in the dungeons. The prisoners have said the same thing."
That, too, is, to some extent, predictable.
But the identity of that mist, which always appears, remains uncharted.
I thought it belonged to Dahlia, but first, on top of the different colors, now her powers belong to Fiodora.
"Well, Lazareth. What do you think of this?
"... What do you say?
"... that's surprisingly incorrect. Let me rephrase. Is this power, magic or spell?
"It's not magic"
Then it's a spell.
As soon as he takes my word for it, he makes a decision.
I opened my mouth to see if Sophia also felt uncomfortable with the boulder.
"Please wait! Still, to be able to determine it as a spell..."
"If it's not a spell, it's something we can't imagine right now, right? Then it is better to begin by assuming this power is a 'spell' and proceed without causing unnecessary confusion."
... Sure, once we assume what that power is, we should be able to do something about it in the future.
At least, it's enough to get the information that you can't expect from Sophia's magic.
"Now, when it comes to spells... how far can you use your powers next?"
"... range?
Sophia rounds her eyes and raises her voice.
Then the king shrugged his shoulders and breathed.
"... what, you're Isel's man and you can't use the spell?
"It's not a power we can all use, a spell! Besides, the power of the spell is hidden..."
"Yes, it's 'hidden'. At least, it's not passed on to this country. I was in Isel four years ago, and I just happened to get information about the spell in a land value vault."
"... well, then the reason Forse attacked Isel first is to get the spell?
To my words, he nods satisfactorily.
On the other hand, Mariarette pointed her mouth somewhere dissatisfied.
"Your Majesty, why did I have to find out what His Majesty knew?
"... no, I'm sorry I seem to fool you, but that was originally a watchman"
"A watchman?
She tilts her neck.
The king answered her with a gentle breath like that.
"Yes. By disclosing your purpose of 'gaining the power of the spell', you have succeeded in creating and trusting your positional advantage, Lazareth. Well, in that circumstance, Lazareth, you would have had to trust me."
"... well"
"What happened?
"That's, well, whoa..."
Sophia turns to me, but it's going to be a long time when we talk.
Now let's hear what he has to say, and we'll talk later.
"But Lazareth, you may be Cro. That's why Rick has betrayed him once and he may not trust him anymore. So in some cases, I chose you to withdraw instantly."
"... I mean, did you really put me on?
"Half of them do... but you care too, don't you? Spells."
To his ill-willed words, she pushes silence.
... Well, if that's an act, I'd rather be in the troupe right now.
"Well, let's get back to it. The spell has a range. Mine, at least within a twenty step radius. Lynn... uh, if you're a Hood kid, you have to be in your eyes"
"... and I have to be touchable."
To my addition, he nods.
Yes, unlike magic, there are many unfinished parts of the spell.
If it's magic, it lets magic go no matter how far away it is once it's caged in magic, but the spell is limited in scope.
I've escaped Dahlia's spell in the past, but that would be the easiest example to understand.
"Now the killer was confined to something so familiar with Isel that he was not so far away from you and then knew about the spell. With this condition in mind, Mr Bettenburg. Any idea who did this?
"... sorry, I don't get it"
That condition includes me and Sophia.
So I guess I can't make a cheap statement.
At least, he's much smarter than I am in front of him.
"Well, a range is a matter of people. You can exclude that point from the worst. Let's limit ourselves once to those who know the spell."
To his words, Mariarette suddenly raised her face.
You notice how she is like that, the king sees her face.
"... I may have figured it out"
"You?
"Yeah. Lazareth, when you were in this dungeon before, there would have been another one, wouldn't there?
"... you mean Lise?
"Remember when I said in that dungeon, 'The Spell'?
Her words gradually become comprehensible.
Someone who knows about the spell and has been near me before.
"No way......"
Deny it by mouth, but if she's the killer, the contradiction will be resolved step by step.
What the hell was she doing when my arm was cut off in Mactoria?
Besides, could one girl come and help me out to thank you?
"... you've made up your mind. At least, that girl is the most suspicious now"
……
"... Lasalles"
Sophia looks worried and peeks into my face.
Maybe now we've left our own people in the hands of an enemy named Mactoria.
"Well, Marialette. They're going to be heading to Mactoria in the carriage. Come with me."
"Yeah. You don't have to tell me."
He takes one piece of paper out of his desk and hands it to me.
There was a map drawn to the carriage.
At the same time as I received it, I drove off on my way to the carriage.