In the dining car, when Olga Marie started to attack Kaliber, everyone's attention was focused on them.
"Yesterday, when I found Teresa's head in the Imaginary Pocket, Teresa immediately told me your name."
Olga Marie looked straight at Kaliber. "Imaginary magic is the most special kind of magic even among modern magicians. It requires a magician to have a specific imaginary attribute to perform. Teresa was an imaginary magician. Before she was killed, she set up an imaginary pocket in front of her body."
Everyone here more or less had some knowledge of magic, so they had some understanding of imaginary magic.
Imaginary space was a very special place. In mathematics, there was the concept of assuming that numbers that didn't actually exist existed. This was called imaginary, and imaginary space corresponded to it. It referred to as [Space that doesn't actually exist].
In imaginary space, the concept of time and space was completely different from the real world. No, it was more accurate to say that there was no such thing as the concept of time and space.
Therefore, in imaginary space, it was almost certain that time didn't exist. In other words, it was a domain where time stopped.
When Teresa's head fell into the Imaginary Pocket, although her body was separated from her head, because of the time stop, she was actually still alive.
So after falling out of the Imaginary Pocket, she was able to give the name of the criminal who killed her.
"I see. Theoretically, it makes sense."
Kaliber nodded, his expression was still calm. "But unfortunately, I'm not the criminal, and I didn't have the opportunity to be alone with Miss Teresa. Also, I don't have the ability to kill Miss Teresa from a distance. Little girl, you've found the wrong person."
It made sense, but that was it.
It was actually very easy to find a magic trick to make him a killer.
"In the end, whether it was the method or the motive I used to kill Miss Teresa, little girl, you can't say it, right? Furthermore, there's no one who can prove your claim that 'Miss Teresa called out my name'. "
Kaliber shook his head and pointed out Olga Marie's flaws one by one.
Ryuga looked at him. If he really wasn't the murderer, then his temper was too good.
"I swear in the name of my father that everything I said is true!"
Olga Marie knew that her words were naive and almost unconvincing, so she could only swear in the name of her father, the sovereign.
In the world of magic, an oath could not be made easily. This kind of thing was likely to involve karma, contracts, and other aspects. It was even possible to be cursed based on this point.
If he swore in the name of the monarch, his persuasiveness would be greatly increased.
Kaliber furrowed his brows and muttered, "… Little girl, I know you are anxious to avenge your servant, but I have no memory of killing Teresa. I can also swear in the name of the Lord."
To a believer, there was nothing more convincing than swearing in the name of the Lord.
In the eyes of the magicians, this was perhaps even more convincing than Olga Marie's oath in the name of the monarch.
Olga Marie's face turned pale.
"How could this be …"
Everything she said was true, and there was no falsehood in her words. However, the other party's expression didn't seem to be fake either. Could it be that he really wasn't Teresa's murderer? Or could it be that his disguise was flawless?
In any case, Olga Marie had no other means to deal with him. Although she was the daughter of the monarch and perhaps had some knowledge of politics, her ability to solve cases was ultimately lacking.
Kaliber shook his head, stood up, and walked towards the guest carriage.
If this continued, it would just be the little girl's pestering. Although he had a good temper, he didn't like to be stared at.
"Wait a minute."
A voice suddenly came from the corner of the dining carriage. Kaliber paused and slowly turned around to look at the other party. His eyes darkened slightly. "What can I do for you?"
"To determine whether you are the culprit who killed Teresa, I have a very simple method."
Ryuga stood up from her chair. Under the gaze of everyone in the carriage, she walked to the center of the dining carriage and said to Kaliber, "You don't want to be suspected like this, right? My method can 100% tell whether you are the culprit or not. "
"If you are not the culprit, I believe that the young lady of the Animusfia family will not continue to stare at you."
Kaliber heard this and pondered for a moment. "What you said does make sense. How are you going to tell?"
"Very simple."
Ryuga walked in front of Olga Marie. Under the surprised gaze of Olga Marie, she placed her hand on Teresa's head and at the same time, injected her magic into the magic mark on her right shoulder.
"Just like this."
Inside the carriage, it was clearly heated, but at this moment, it inexplicably became cold. It was as if the temperature had dropped a lot because of this.
Then, a transparent figure appeared in mid-air. Although they couldn't see the figure's entire body, they could tell that it was a female from the silhouette.
"Teresa …?"
Olga Marie recognized the woman's figure almost immediately and murmured.
"Necromancy magic?"
In the dining carriage, Karino Rei said with a clear voice, "I see. Asking the deceased directly is indeed a foolproof method to identify the culprit."
The soul had no rationality.
After losing the restraint of the body, the soul had lost its consciousness. Only the most primitive desires, obsessions, and hatred were left.
But even so, it was still not a problem to get the answers to some relatively simple questions from the mouth of the undead. This was a very simple thing to do in necromancy magic.
But because it was easy to be contaminated by the aura of the undead during the process of cultivation, resulting in long-term mental depression, there was a possibility of going crazy. Therefore, there were very few magicians who practiced necromancy magic. It was rare even in the Clock Tower.
"Teresa Fellows, who is the culprit who killed you?"
Ryuga asked Teresa's soul that was floating in mid-air.
Teresa's soul had lost its rationality. Only the simplest of instincts was left. She didn't even recognize Olga Marie, but under Ryuga's question, she looked around the carriage.
Then, when she saw a certain person, her blurry and transparent face suddenly became distorted, as if it was filled with resentment.
"Kaliber!!!"
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