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"Hmm, so what's the matter?"

Looking at the location shown on the map, Albert mocked as if he was nodding.

"Rosie Mysteria, I know what you're talking about."

Really?

"Oh, yes. Put yourself at your own pace with the most rational and confident attitude, stretching many threads before the prey trying to get out of it. It's like a cunning spider."

"Spider, hey. They call me Glendred's dog or a fox... fufu. I mean, am I biting the owner's hand right now?

"Is that how you're going to shake the conversation and steal your cool thoughts from me? I had a drink earlier, but it's not the second time."

I know. That's why I'm only bluffing for the first time.

Tong, push Celia's back.

My request - to help Celia fight the world's injustices, just like Alec, my father.

I mean, it's my job to find the evidence I need to do that.

"Albert, you don't think we can find evidence that you couldn't even find yourself. They're just using Alec Norrent's ghost to lie."

"Of course. No one can bring a person to justice without showing reasonable reasoning and presenting the evidence on which it is based. This is the world."

"I mean, you're not going to plead guilty or apologize to Alec after you have no evidence?

"Stupid question."

Albert shrugged his shoulders.

I mean, Celia.

"... logic"

"My turn ends here."

It was only for a moment that I turned my eyes towards my back.

As if I had remembered the meaning of my life to this day, a resolute fire lights up in Celia's eyes.

"The final curtain is yours."

I see a strong will to do what I believe is right.

And I felt like I had seen Alec Norrent with my red eyes that I had never met before.

"-- maybe it didn't start with malice. But I don't have a way of confirming it."

Celia, who stepped out a step ago, starts talking.

"But I dare say it after understanding it. Albert Glendrek, and Patchworkers -- that's all your sins."

Celia poked at an old wooden cylinder.

Throwing away the open lid, Celia took two fine parchments out of the cylinder.

As soon as I saw it, I quickly lost my temper from Albert's face.

There will be no need to explain the meaning of the reaction.

"This is a contract. Instead of asking for a murder, one promises to support the crime or tamper with the evidence. And the other one promises never to divulge this fact to the outside world, instead of enjoying all the support you need to commit the crime. Both have magical blood, so they can lead the opponent when either betrays them."

This is the trick that the “patchworker” was able to repeat without leaving any evidence.

The bigger the crime, the harder it becomes to do it alone.

Even if you can use the help of believers after becoming a “patchworker”, you will definitely need an ally until then.

It is close to impossible to completely conceal evidence. So, with the proviso that you are the authority there, you can be sure that there was no evidence collected by the autonomous organization itself.

"Albert Glendrek, you are a brilliant man. But that's why I realized. In Glendred's blood line, where Roots is a family of elves, it's impossible for him to be born with a straightforward approach."

"Gh...."

"It doesn't make sense to just make it look like an assassination or an accident." It was only a matter of time before I had any doubts about what I would gain from the murder. That's why we needed a more eye-catching “strange, vivid murder"?

A man who tried to fight discrimination and a nobleman who tried to kick someone else out - two interests coincided here.

I was good at sacrificing three people in a single crime.

It's more natural than targeting a specific person or their family, as no one other than Albert's target is dead.

Above all, if the crime is so cruel and unique, it is hardly linked to politics.

"And the world was afraid of a serial killer, and you ran up the streets in that shadow. However, since climbing to his current position, the existence of a“ patchworker ”has been interrupted. Rather, I may have learned that the number of believers has grown and become more powerful."

Although bound by contract, for Albert the ”patchworker” is his own weakness.

His contract and one accusation destroy him.

In that sense, I probably didn't mean to keep him alive for a long time.

"The contract is in the way for that. So I was going to have my own child take the contract and burn it down when I had the two pieces at hand.... until Alec Norrent intervenes there."

"... yes, it's all because of that man. Without that man, a monster named" Patchworker ”would never be alive--"

"You're that monster too, Albert Glendrek!

Celia's intense rage enchanted the room.

"Whether direct or indirect, when you sacrifice someone for your own birth, you're the same killer as the Patchworker!

"I don't know anything, my little girl....!

"Oh, I don't know. I don't want to know what you think about sacrificing your own family, not others!

Lukulu and Yuri exhaled as they watched the situation.

"-- Albert Glendrek, I'm arresting you for the rights of a private detective recognized by the King's Landing. The only thing I can prove to you is the" patchworker ”, but even if I file a case, the armor of my power to protect you will fall off. That way, the other sins will be exposed by the next Lord."