Chapter 113 Victory

"You are honest, Your Highness Maria."

Different from what Maria imagined.

When Annan heard her words, there was no panic or fear on his face.

With a thoughtful look on his face, he nodded slowly.

"That's it."

He murmured in a low voice, with a focused look on his face: "You think so..."

With that said, Annan raised his head.

He seriously asked Maria: "Can I ask, Your Highness... When did you come up with this idea?"

Maria gave Annan a suspicious look.

She was silent for a while, thinking about something in her heart.

And Annan just spoke slowly, with a gentle and friendly tone: "You don't have to be too nervous.

"You know, I've sealed my spellcasting ability. Everyone has seen this."

Annan stood on Maria's point of view and helped her to think seriously: "According to the normal thinking direction, even if I am really a murderer, I will definitely not be suspected at the beginning. So, Your Highness - please Think about it carefully, where does your distrust of me come from?"

His words are full of candor to help others.

His purpose was obviously to help the other party find out the people or things that were bothering them, and actually help the other party to solve their worries... Under the circumstance that Annan was really helping her, it was difficult for Maria to refuse Annan's kindness.

From the very beginning, Annan found out.

Perhaps because of the talent "Heart of Winter", Maria's character flaws are very obvious.

She is guilty, but also fearful, angry, and nervous. It's like the opposite of Annan...like a doll, it's extremely easy to manipulate.

Even with Merlin's protection, facing the current chaotic situation, she must be chaotic and restless in her heart.

At this time, Maria was losing her temper rather than being a serious analysis. Express your fears and turn invisible hunters into visible enemies.

She was initially wary of Annan,

It's normal. Reaper of Souls is too restrained by the Heart of Winter... Perhaps this is the meaning of the Hand of Winter. Just to counteract these soul-reaver wizards.

On this point, Annan had already guessed it from the beginning.

The problem is that Annan has given up his spellcasting ability. Even in the eyes of everyone, he gave up the ability to cast spells because of Maria's words.

And Maria Lindong did feel a little guilty about Annan.

so--

"...Are you saying that my thinking might be influenced by someone?"

Maria immediately realized Annan's subtext.

She thought for a moment, and soon realized the problem:

"It's not impossible..."

As if she had misunderstood Annan's guilt, her tone inexplicably softened.

Because she knew that what "Gerald" said was true.

It stands to reason that Gerald has sealed his spellcasting ability. Whoever killed Master Michelangelo, or who killed Melvin, is unlikely to be Gerald.

So Maria paused for a while, but still whispered the answer in her heart: "Yes... at the beginning."

"very beginning?"

Annan asked with some doubts.

This answer, he really did not expect.

...Although Gerald doesn't look good, he shouldn't be so hated, right?

"It's the eyes, Mr. Gerald."

Maria replied earnestly: "I see in your eyes the purity of a child, the indifference of an elder, and the well-hidden... arrogance."

"...looks."

Annan smacked his mouth, feeling a bit of a toothache.

Did Mary believe this?

Speaking of eyes, this is metaphysical.

Even Annan, he judged a person's psychology from many aspects such as subtle expressions, words, actions, clothing and recent actions. What you can see with your eyes is more of what you think you can see...

But unexpectedly, Maria seemed to see it quite accurately.

And she didn't seem to see Gerald, but Annan who was temporarily placed in his body.

"I have a proposal."

Suddenly, Gillandaio on the side said, "Why don't the four of us set up a curse here?"

"What content?"

Maria asked immediately.

"[Before this incident is over, the four people present cannot attack each other], how about using this spell to form a temporary alliance?"

Ghirlandaio asked.

This proposal obviously surprised the other three.

This means... even if the murderer is really among the four of them, none of them can do anything to him. They can only help the murderer kill others, complete the succession ceremony, or watch others attack the murderer.

Unless one of the remaining three is the murderer.

In short, Gillandaio's proposal is to bring the situation back to a "one-on-one" situation.

Originally, after learning that the murderer may not have killed anyone yet, the situation has stagnated.

But after Melvin's death, this equilibrium was broken again.

Annan understood what he meant.

- This is the surefire way to win.

Unlike before, there are only seven of them now.

As long as four people form a team, whether the killer of Michelangelo is inside or outside the team, the result is the same. They will definitely win.

What this proposal made by Gillandaio really means...

- If anyone here does not agree to form a team, they will die.

Because they can totally go to someone else.

As long as there are four people together, that is the "majority". Then the few parties have no power to fight back.

Not everyone on the team will survive.

But the people outside the team are bound to die.

"—Then we agree to form a team."

"I agree."

"me too."

The other three people present reacted quickly, agreed immediately, and prepared the curse immediately:

"We're here to lay a spell—"

They chanted in unison: "Before this incident is over, the four people present must not attack each other."

As their voices fell, strange traces flashed across the air.

The power of the [Oath] entangled their hearts.

If this bondage is violated, the curse will break within the body.

Seeing that everyone really set the curse, the four of them breathed a sigh of relief.

After a short silence, Maria was the first to speak, with a cold and tender voice: "Actually, I didn't intend to inherit the tower master position.

"The tower owner can't easily leave the wizard's tower... This is very troublesome for me. My elder brother cannot inherit the throne of the grand duke, and I must protect my younger brother Annan well."

When Annan heard the words, his heart moved.

He roughly realized it.

Maria may have some sort of "only tell the truth" or "say whatever comes to mind" spell.

Her talkativeness is a little unusual.

So Annan looked puzzled, pretended not to realize this, and asked tentatively: "Speaking of which, the eldest son of the Grand Duke... What's wrong? Well, sorry, if this is inconvenient to say..."

"It's nothing inconvenient to say. Even the commoners in the Principality know about it."

Maria smiled self-deprecatingly.

There were still dark clouds in her brows that never dissipated.

She said softly: "Because eldest brother, he started two years ago...

"It's infertile."