Come to another world and become a lord

The night fell, covering the sky above the capital, shrouding the city. There was no moon this night, only a few stars, scattered in the vast night sky, looking a little lonely. Alia quietly jumped onto the wall, she opened the wooden window, and lightly climbed into Samuel's office. The office was dim and quiet, and the guards outside could be clearly heard passing by. They stepped on the wooden boards with their heavy iron boots, making a creaking sound. Alia acted cautiously, she silently lit a tinder, and with the extremely weak light of the fire, she looked for possible evidence bit by bit.

The office was elegantly decorated, with heavy wooden bookcases neatly arranged and piled with leather-bound ledgers and various documents, but these were not what she was looking for. What she needed to find were clues to prove the real murderer, all the clues, and the one she could think of was the wine that poisoned Samuel. There are indeed many poisons in the world that can kill people, but there are only a few that can be put into food without being tasted, such as the one that Morton used to poison Baron Henry. If it can be proved that both of them were poisoned by the same poison, can this poisoning be related to Morton?

She searched the ground. She didn't know where the bottle of poisoned wine had been sent to. If His Majesty really wanted to protect it, it might have been destroyed. But Samuel left traces when he died. The saliva in his mouth and the wine spilled on the ground, although they had dried up, maybe someone could really be found to test their ingredients, for example... The first person she thought of was the wizard who came to Rickburg. Wizards always have some magical methods. After finding the traces of wine on the ground, she took out a dagger and pried off a corner of the wooden floor.

But this alone is not enough. Even if they prove that the two poisons are the same, they can still say that if Morton can get it, why can't Carl? Maybe there will be other evidence?

She began to look through the documents and drawers on the desk. Most of the documents were about financial reports and national economic records. When she opened one of the drawers, she saw something familiar, a small purse, and when she opened the purse, there were five neatly arranged gold bars. This was what Carl had given to Samuel as a bribe, but now Samuel was dead, and this was originally theirs. Thinking of this, she took the bag of gold bars.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard in the corridor. She was startled and quickly blew out the fire. However, it was too late. She heard the guards shouting outside:

"Who, who is in there!"

Then someone tried to open the door. In a flash, Alia grabbed a chair and held it against the door. Then she kicked the window open, jumped down from the second floor, and rolled on the spot. Upstairs, the door had been knocked open. Someone was shouting loudly. The surrounding windows lit up one after another. One of the soldiers also jumped down from the second floor window like her, but then he lost his balance and fell to the ground. However, more guards rushed towards her from all directions.

She climbed over the fence and ran toward the street, with the soldiers chasing her closely behind her. When she turned an alley, a carriage suddenly stopped in front of her, accompanied by the driver's words:

"Get in the car quickly!"

Without any extra time to think, she jumped up almost instinctively.

Then the coachman pulled the reins, and the black carriage started to gallop, carrying her away from the official residence.

In the carriage, Prime Minister Aaron was wearing a black cloak, wrapping himself tightly. He looked serious as he looked at Alia:

"What are you doing?"

"Looking for evidence." the girl replied.

In return, Aaron was disdainful:

"What evidence are you looking for? Is that what you lack now? Doesn't the king know who killed Samuel?"

Alia shook her head and said:

"Your Majesty wants to cover up, but as long as there is evidence to prove the real culprit, once it is made public..."

Aaron interrupted her before she finished speaking:

"Naive. You've been with me for a while, why are you still so naive?"

“What should I do? This is all I can do.” Arya’s expression was calm, but underneath it was a kind of despair. “If this doesn’t work, I will break him out of prison and take him back to the North.”

"If you really do this, you are traitors! His Majesty will not let you go." Aaron replied.

"If that's the case, then there is only one way to go..." Arya didn't say anything else. What she wanted to say next was, "If there is no other choice, then surrender to the Great Khan." But if she said this aloud, it would seem too treasonous. But she was sure that Aaron understood what she meant.

The prime minister's eyes widened in an instant:

"How dare you threaten the safety of the entire North? Do you think you are invincible and dare to say and do anything?"

"After all, this matter is caused by Myrna, you have to help him." Arya replied.

Aaron looked at her, then sighed softly, and his expression returned to calm.

"You've changed," he said.

Seeing that Alia did not refute, he continued:

"Why do you think His Majesty chose Carl as the scapegoat?"

"He needs to give an explanation to Samuel's family, and he needs a suspect with enough weight." Alia replied.

"That's only one aspect," Aaron replied, "but is it really that important? Everyone knows that Carl has no motive. What's the difference between using him as a scapegoat and just finding someone else?"

Seeing Alia's puzzled look, Aaron coughed lightly and continued:

"You and my daughter are too close, and the king is suspicious."

At this moment, Arya's eyes widened, and she once again remembered the iron rule set by the king: the Duke of the Three Realms is not allowed to interfere in the North.

Seeing that Alia understood, he continued to nod and say:

"Go find someone who is out of touch with the world and has weight. Only such a person can help you."

After the carriage drove for a while, it finally stopped at an alley. After a simple goodbye, Alia rushed into the alley. At this time, she already had a target.