“I’ve heard that Lady Eigrain Lornest was dedicated to the family. If it were Miss, she wouldn’t have acted recklessly….”

Aris was taken aback. However, despite not being very intelligent, she had a talent for somehow turning the situation in her favor.

Indeed, she quickly found a countermeasure.

A slightly lowered face. Tears fell silently down her transparent cheeks.

“I’m really unjustly accused. Respected judge.”

If you were to choose a person who knew the power of tears the best, I would hesitate and choose Aris.

It seemed like she had constantly studied how to cry most beautifully to appear sympathetic to people.

“I had an inappropriate relationship with another man.”

Breathing seemed difficult, as if even uttering those words was a struggle.
“If you had a relationship, why does no one know who that person is?”

The gaze was directed at me, but her voice appealed to everyone.

“I also saw the man I don’t know, and the only person who claimed to see him is Unnie’s maid.”

“…….”

“I know it’s not me, but Unnie keeps blaming me, me, and dammit…”

Aris covered her eyes with the back of her hand. Tears welled up vigorously.

“I don’t understand why Unnie is doing this. Did you hate me? Or did you hate Lady Emlern?”

‘That’s a wicked way to corner her.’

To others, it might seem like she was saying anything out of grief, but she was using her wits.

Indeed, it seemed like people were already pricking up their ears.

“Please calm down, Miss Aris Dorencia.”

The detective tried to calm her, but Aris only spoke about herself, not hearing anything.

“Ah, yes. I understand now.”

Aris stared at me. The sight of tears streaming down was picturesque.

“Lady Emlern really liked me. She supported me even when I fought with Unnie. But that’s because I’ve been by her side since I was young. Was it because of that that you were upset? To the extent of doing something so absurd?”

Then, she buried her face in her hands.

“I have nothing more to say. Do as you please. I’ll accept the consequences. However, it’s sad that I couldn’t understand Unnie’s troubled heart until the situation got to this point.”

Aris didn’t touch on the unfavorable parts for herself.

She knows. In the current situation where there is no evidence and only suspicions have been raised, being herself is advantageous.

‘So, are you trying to pin the murder of Lady Emlern on me instead?’

I stood up.

People who had been glancing between me and Aris simultaneously turned their attention to me.

The judging gaze was not light.

‘But Aris, you don’t know that. I wouldn’t have done something so reckless without a reason to believe in?’

I looked at the detective and opened my mouth.

“By now, the trial should be underway, right?”

Chef Keychef, turning the skewer with a smile, glanced at the sun high in the sky.

On the opposite side, Giovanni, also turning a skewer, replied.

“Probably.”

A sharp spear suddenly struck towards Giovanni.

As expected, Giovanni turned his body, avoiding the attack. He kicked up Chef Keychef’s spear with his foot.

Barely missing the spear, Chef Keychef made a groaning sound.

“You don’t seem particularly interested?”

Despite his words, there was a nuance of ‘It’s hard to believe that’ in his tone.

“I’ll manage.”

“Well, a woman who can’t even hold her own in a fistfight has a podium. If you’re that determined, you won’t be intimidated even in front of a judge.”

“Strong… huh…”
Giovanni threw the spear to the opposite side. The spear, specially provided by the royal court, made a loud noise as it stuck into the ground until its end.

Throwing a spear all the way was not difficult. It was something Chef Keychef could do himself.

However, it was impossible to throw the spear into the ground so that the tip of the spear wouldn’t be visible.

Always witnessing an unbelievable supernatural power, Chef Keychef swallowed his saliva.

“Yes? Yes, she’s, she’s quite strong, isn’t she?”

Giovanni, with a smirk, took off his gloves.

“That woman is quite complex.”

“Complex?”

Chef Keychef recalled Igraine in his mind. The woman who, even without a face, came secretly to Giovanni at midnight, asking him to become her secret guardian, pledging herself.

That wasn’t all. It seemed like an imperial spy had infiltrated, asking for help. If that were the only case, he wouldn’t have even blinked. However, he was surprised when she requested capturing the mastermind behind using Princess Laratu as bait.

Despite appearing quite demure, her words and actions were anything but that.

And such a woman is considered complex?

Chef Keychef awkwardly smiled.

“It seems we are thinking about different women. I was talking about Igraine Lorence.”