"Viscount Angley, are you lazing in bed?"
Joisse teased as he saw Colin walk in.
Colin bowed, then chuckled, "My apologies, Young Master Joisse. I was disturbed by the thunder last night and did not sleep well. I did wake up late today."
Joisse laughed for a while, then waved his hand to show his magnanimity.
Akani looked at Colin with sparkling eyes and suddenly laughed, "Viscount Angley, so many things happened last night. Don't you know anything?"
Colin's face was filled with sorrow and regret. He sighed, "I heard about it just now. I did not expect Count Oman and Knight Thomas to meet with misfortune. It's really … Sigh!"
The few old foxes present looked at the pretentious Colin and cursed in their hearts.
They obviously knew that Colin was the prime suspect in Oman's death, but there was no evidence to prove that he was Count Oman's murderer.
"Viscount Angley." Akani's footsteps were light as she slowly approached Colin. Her deep blue eyes looked at him as she asked softly, "Have you heard of the 'Winged Knight'?"
"I have." Colin's expression did not change. "Back in Silverymoon City, it was this guy who killed the previous half-elven king. Why are you suddenly asking about this? "
"Because one of the people who participated in Count Oman's assassination last night was this' Winged Knight '!"
"Is that so?" Colin looked surprised, then pointed at the dwarf's corpse in the middle of the hall, "So this Winged Knight belongs to the dwarves?"
Akani looked at Colin for a while, but could not see anything. She could not help but feel disappointed, and said calmly, "Perhaps."
Although she guessed that the Winged Knight was most likely the secret weapon of the Angele family, she did not have any concrete evidence, so she could only guess.
Originally, Ajani had wanted to continue probing Colin about the winged knights, but all of a sudden, the archbishop's expression changed, his eyes filled with disbelief and shock.
"Archbishop Akhani, what's wrong?" It was the first time Joisse had seen Akhani lose her composure.
At the same time, a strong sense of jealousy rose from the bottom of the little boy's heart.
The goddess in his heart had actually lost her composure for another man!
Colin furrowed his brows. The gaze of the mysterious archbishop made him feel uneasy.
A moment later, Akani asked in surprise, "You've advanced to the Fifth Order?"
Colin shivered slightly. Clearly, he did not expect the other party's senses to be so strong.
Under normal circumstances, if a professional did not enter a combat state, it would be very difficult to see his strength attribute and rank.
However, Colin had just advanced to the Fifth Order and was unable to control the Holy Light energy in his body. That was why some of it leaked out. He didn't expect Ajani to notice it.
It seemed that this was not an archbishop who relied solely on his pretty face to reach his position.
"Yes, I was inspired by the mighty power of the God of Light last night and advanced." Colin had no intention of deliberately hiding his strength. Seeing that Ajani had already seen through it, he openly admitted it.
For a moment, everyone in the meeting hall looked at Colin in a different light.
A Fifth Order Knight!
And such a young Fifth Order Knight!
Many people even began to recall the Holy Knights in the history of the Empire of Light. When they were at Colin's age, they might not even have reached the Fifth Order.
Ajani stared fixedly at Colin, waves of emotions surging in her heart.
At this moment, she suddenly felt that she should make some changes to her previous plan.
"So what if I'm a Fifth Order Knight? In another ten years, I can also become a Fifth Order Knight! "
Joisse's young voice broke the silence in the meeting hall.
This little boy was clearly unable to accept that Colin had become the focus of everyone's attention. The acid in his stomach was about to overflow.
Colin chuckled and nodded, "Yes, Young Master Joisse, you will definitely become a great Knight of the Northern Frontier!"
Joisse nodded in satisfaction, and then tried to lead the conversation, "Then, let's continue to discuss who killed Count Oman?"
Everyone present exchanged glances, but no one said a word.
Even Archbishop Ajani remained silent, as if she had suddenly lost interest in the topic of 'Winged Knights'.
Seeing this, Colin coughed lightly, pointed at the dwarf's corpse, and said matter-of-factly, "Isn't it a dwarf?"
Everyone was silent.
To be honest, this method of framing was a little crude …
Joisse furrowed his brows, and was about to speak when he heard a voice from outside the hall.
"Other than those dirty and despicable dwarves, who else could it be?"
Everyone looked towards the door, and saw Viscounts Valla striding in.
He first bowed to Joisse, and then explained, "Apologies, Young Master Joisse. The reason I'm late is that I was discussing with my family's knight about avenging my father!"
Joisse was slightly shocked, and hurriedly comforted him, "Viscounts Valla, I can understand your feelings, but we still haven't determined who killed Count Oman. I hope you won't be rash!"
"Young Master Joisse, I think you're overcomplicating things," Colin said loudly.
"A dwarf's corpse was found beside Count Oman's head, and there was indeed a dwarf warrior who fought with Knight Chester last night. Moreover, the dwarven army is approaching Coldwinter, and I'm afraid they want to assassinate an important person on our side before the battle starts, and disrupt our morale.
So, with the corpse as evidence and the motive for the assassination, can't we confirm Count Oman's murderer under these circumstances? "
"Viscount Angele, there were three assassins last night and only one of them was a dwarf. Why are you so sure that the dwarves are the ones behind the assassination?" Dragonden raised his eyebrows and retorted in a cold tone, "Viscount Angele, there were three assassins last night and one of them was a dwarf.
Moreover, the dwarf's corpse was found under the ruins of the warehouse, and it's too obvious that it was planted.
On the contrary, I feel that the mastermind behind Count Oman's murder isn't a dwarf at all! "
Colin chuckled, and took a few steps forward, approaching Steward Doehring. He asked in a low voice, "Then, who do you think is the mastermind?"
The aura of a grade 5 knight gradually spread out, and the air suddenly became stagnant.
Steward Doehring felt as if he was being stared at by an extremely dangerous beast. His entire body tensed up, and his heart raced, as if it would jump out of his chest in the next second.
However, he gritted his teeth, and did not take a step back.
Steward Doehring knew that Colin was deliberately putting pressure on him, but he definitely wouldn't dare to make a move.
However, in the face of a real threat of death, Steward Doehring still cowered.
He didn't dare to voice his suspicions, and could only lower his head under Colin's sharp gaze.
"This … requires further investigation …"
Colin didn't intend to let Doehring off so easily.
"Steward Doehring! With such irrefutable evidence before us, why are you defending the dwarves? What are you trying to do? "
"I …" Steward Doehring wanted to explain.
However, Colin didn't give him the chance, and immediately cut him off, "I'm beginning to suspect that you're a spy for the dwarves!"
Steward Doehring's expression immediately changed, and he said angrily, "Viscount Angley, how can you …"
Viscounts Valla suddenly questioned, "That's right, Steward Doehring! Why are you always defending the dwarves?
They're clearly a rebel force!
An enemy! "
Steward Doehring was really panicking this time, not because he was being framed by Colin, but because Valla Oman was actually speaking up for Colin!
Colin's attitude was within his expectations, but Valla …
As Count Aulman's newly acknowledged son and first successor, Valla was actually helping Colin to accuse 'one of her own'. Not only was Drynden dumbfounded by her betrayal, but Joyce, Akani, Louis, and the others were also looking at her in surprise.
They also realized the seriousness of the matter. If the Oman family sided with Vera, then …
Just as all kinds of thoughts flashed through everyone's minds, Colin directly made his move.
He charged forward, and the knight's sword in his hand drew a silver light in the air.
Whoosh!
Blood splattered everywhere.
When everyone came back to their senses, Steward Doehring's head was already in Colin's hand!
"Ke … Colin! You, you … what are you doing?! "Joyce was so frightened that he kept retreating, screaming in shock.
Colin smiled faintly, stabbed the knight's sword into the ground, and bowed slightly.
"Young Master Joyce, I'm just helping you get rid of a traitor from the House of Saint Hilde."
"Traitor? You, what nonsense are you talking about? How can the old steward be a traitor?! "
Colin said unhurriedly, "That's right.
"Since I dared to kill him, I naturally have evidence."
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