Fake Cinderella

The killer was told he was the cook for the soup number in the kitchen.

(I really don't know if that's the case)

Detective, dramatically speaking, "No prosecution due to death of suspect".

Yes. He was dead.

She was right when she was making a fuss about El Lucia falling, but then she couldn't see herself, and when she was found, she wasn't breathing anymore.

He said it was the same poison as El Lucia.

(No mouth to the dead......)

There was no definite evidence that he was the killer, but according to this report submitted to me at hand, Elzevelt's bishop concludes that he committed suicide. And although the investigation will continue in the future, there are strong suspicions that he was the culprit.

You can't prove his innocence, and it's easy to determine he's the killer. Even if there is no definitive evidence, circumstantial evidence alone is sufficient.

In one of the words of the presiding judge, he is already tailored as if he were the culprit.

It's like a sacrificial lamb.

The dead cannot be elucidated.

Later, the surroundings pile up the facts he alleges to be suspicious at will.

There are a number of testimonies from the surrounding people.

That I was poor.

That I liked gambling.

You owe me money.

You always said you wanted money.

You said you had a money-making story to talk about... one by one is not enough.

It's everywhere, a story that shouldn't be particularly suspicious.

But when each and every one of those stories that I don't have enough to take, I feel like it seems like a situation where it's not weird that he's the killer.

Not to mention the fact that the judge is making a public statement about it, which is all the more offensive.

(Thoughts are powerful)

For those who assume, even if that wasn't the truth, that's the true truth.

There the weight of authentic truth is added on its own.

Judgment material is scarce as to whether the judge really thinks he's the killer, or if he's trying to make you assume so.

The other report was submitted by my escort.

This report is only informal, not an official document, because this is in Elsevelt territory.

The rapporteur's name is Count Najek-Raje-Vera-Stazen.

He is qualified to be my escort captain and judge.

A judge is a professionally qualified person who is also empowered to judge and police officers, called under the title 'Vera', but not strictly 'Judge' equals' Vera '.

'Vera' means' scholar ', who graduates from college.

Everyone who graduated from college can be a judge, so at some point the judge also became known as' Vera '.

If you go to any country on this continent and get a 'Vera', you can take a high public position. Yes. Even ex-slaves, for example.

The prime minister of the northern great Roland Empire hears that he is a former slave 'Vera'.

I was wondering why I could be a legal expert just because I graduated from college, but I was convinced to know how college works like this one. Universities in this world are extremely advanced and professional academic institutions, difficult to enroll and even more difficult to graduate from.

Entrance qualifications are only those who have taken the entrance exam under thirty years of age, but the scope of the entrance exam is very diverse. Examination subjects are three of the mandatory three subjects of law, history and language, but they are required to pass through all fields because they are asked about zinc refining methods during the Unified Empire in exams of history, or about the economy during the two empires in exams of language.

Sometimes, depending on the year, there are single digits of successful candidates.

Laws, naturally, vary from country to country. The basics are the former Uniform Imperial Law, known as the 'Continental Law'. University students learn all about the laws of the five powers, including Dardinia. If you don't get permission in the three mandatory subjects of Law, History and Language, you can't go on to specialized courses, graduation, etc. It's another dream of dreams.

As an advanced educational institution, there is a Royal College, but in every country the Royal College has been transformed into a possession of half the nobility. Some prestigious private schools, but that only works within their own country.

An ivory tower with absolute authority that does not waver in status, identity or power. That's this college.

It's only meritocracy, no matter how high you are, no matter how much money you accumulate, if you don't pass the entrance exam on your own, you're not even allowed to step in.

By the way, His Royal Highness Prince Nadir has this' Vera '.

There is currently no other prince with 'Vera' throughout the continent. It is said that if you reign, you will be the first king in history to gain 'Vera'.

Let's get back to the report.

Naturally, Uncle Stazen's report naturally has a different perspective than that of Elsevelt's presiding judge.

So even when you're writing the same facts, you have a completely different impression.

The poor are with everyone in the rural peasant class, and spending change and darting in the village bar, dice gambling and playing poker are the normal hobbies of the village men, to the extent that they lost three times in a row, even if the poker loss was on the line, and can be returned to their next monthly salary.

People who want money but are cliche shouldn't be different and the word money-making story is a bit of a concern, for example, if you sell a new breed of potato that you have newly created directly in town instead of in the village market, you can sell it for double... because if you try it on them in the peasant class, it's a big money-making story.

(Things have a back and a table...)

It doesn't even have to be the opposite so much as the back table, but the fact that it floats if the point of view is different is different so that the view you can see in the light.

(Even though the truth is one thing, what you see varies from person to person)

I'll make an excuse. He's gone.

No one can argue for him.

Now there is still no evidence, only suspicion due to circumstantial evidence, but in time, out of his luggage, he may be discovered with incompatible large sums of money or, alternatively, the poison he allegedly used.

I don't know if I'll let it go later.

(... or maybe he was really involved)

Maybe I'm too suspicious. Maybe I should honestly believe in circumstantial evidence.

There's nothing to be blamed for being followed by a lot of allegedly suspicious evidence, because he's the soup number.

That clam soup was a little short to admire. But I think it was technically solid.

The clams themselves were deliciously treated. The thick, large clams were not overcooked but plump. My teeth weren't too firm and I didn't feel raw... it was appropriate to fire them down.

It's not like there's gas. It's not like there's a range or a timer. Probably would have made soup out of direct fire. I don't think he could have done anything other than make soup.

From the way that soup was made, there shouldn't have been time to do anything extra.

(The soup is next to the oven, and the stir-fry stove is across the bread kiln...)

The report even describes the location of the kitchen condiment shelves. The ones attached to both reports are quite detailed, but the ones submitted by Elzevelt are so detailed that they even say where and what is in the shelves. The human personality I wrote is creepy.

If you were a person in the kitchen, you might think you have any chance of poisoning them, but the corner where you were making soup and the corner where you were making stir-fry are too far apart. Besides, there's a bread kiln or something in between, and naturally, there's a person in charge there, too.

There is no testimony to say that he approached the Oven where he was making the stir-fry.

It's almost impossible to put it in after serving. It is assumed that he carried it as soon as possible, and there is no testimony that he approached it.

At the time, there were more than ten people in the kitchen. The chef who was overseeing all the work testifies that no one was doing anything strange.

Arm may not be good, but that attitude of passivity but sheltering his men before a judge who sees him as the killer is worthy of appreciation.

(Something seems like a good idea...)

I had a lot to think about.

I don't mean to come alive without thinking about it, but I feel like I've been using my head a lot since I got here.

The position of the Duke of Elsevelt is not very good with the judge holding him to be half the culprit.... Rather, the true culprit has been secretly identified.

(Is his house, for generations, a small farmer of the Duke's house...)

The relationship between smallholders and lords resembles that of slaves and masters who voluntarily obey. A smallholder of something that is not in the capacity of a slave cannot go against the life of a lord.

It is extremely natural for him to regard it as having been carried out by virtue of the life of the Duke.

The Duke, he said, had tried to come here many times to explain, but my escort captain told me that excuses were useless and Lilia refused even a second.

(Well, normal, suspicious... in a way, naturally)

But on the contrary, I don't doubt his involvement this time.

I don't think I would use such a palpable hand.

Inside the castle of Elzevelt, poisons the dishes made by Elzevelt cooks... the culprits derived from them... are too easy to understand drawings.

(I don't think that person with that hand would use such an easy hand)

The Duke of Elsevelt would come up with a situation in which he could prove that he was absolutely not himself and the means by which he would never be suspected.

That duke seemed nervous and perfectionist. That type should pay a lot of attention to the details.

There will be exceptions, of course, but that duke is absolutely fine. Because the list of condiment shelves was autographed by the Duke.

Facts I found in both reports...... As soon as El Lucia fell, the knights of my escort said they held down the kitchen of this castle to examine all the rest and any remaining ingredients served for my breakfast.

Apparently there was no abnormality at all in the ingredients themselves. Condiments too.

The only thing that detected poison was a plate of 'Stir-Fry Green Vegetables and Shimmers' that I hauled into my room.

The frying pan was after it had been washed, so it is not known whether it was mixed during cooking or, after cooking, while being transported to my room.

It was El Lucia who carried 'Stir-Fry Green Vegetables and Shimmers' from the kitchen to my room. Apparently the samurai are poisoning themselves with what they carry.

(What shape was the poison?... powder or... liquid...)

Is it possible to mix things up in the hallway?

I'm still investigating the poison, but it says it's probably Rigis poison.

Riggis said that flowers are analgesic and leaves are sedative medicinal herbs. Widely used, rigis is planted in the garden in every household, and girls are so common that they bring rigis potted plants as one of their dowry tools.

However, according to a book left by a famous alchemist about two centuries ago called Trigeas, purifying this root with a special purification method can produce terrible poisons. He said that only a drop of liquid, and a powder could deceive and kill ten adults in just an earlier amount of pinky fingers.

The horrible thing about this poison is that it's not instant. Nothing happened for a while after I took it inside, and by the time I realized it was too late. I can't spit it out anymore.

Dissolve your guts and eventually die. The body's skin rots and, over time, purple spots appear, he says.

(Well, they say all the poisons you can't identify are rigis poisons.)

The truth is, this Rigis poison is a phantom poison. The "special purification method" and the others are not recorded anywhere, only the potency of the poison drug and its observations, experimented by Trigeas on death row, remain.

Rigis roots are edible when boiled. Just, it felt like a lily root and I ate it at a meal a few days ago. By the way, if you squeeze it, it can also be a beating pill.

It's a mystery how that can be poisonous. Well, medicine and poison aren't weird things because they're all backwards.

(... Does it mean that El Lucia is after you?

Would El Lucia have had a reason to be targeted? Think.

She was a bright and adorable girl. He said the sword arm was pretty good, too. I was told to be my shield at times of need.

But whatever you think, in the end, I didn't think it had anything to do with the fact that El Lucia was my samurai.