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Simon came alone, and his student Mu Defan was not with him. I heard that he had already planned to leave the imperial capital, and Alfonso VIII's order was given in time, abruptly before he set off. Stopped it for a moment, otherwise I don't know when I will find this Dharma Holy Lord.

"Your Excellency Simon!"

"Your Excellency Simon is here!"

"Your Excellency Simon!"

People took off their hats one after another to pay respects to the holy man. The old man was still wearing a not-so-pretty robe. He kept walking and soon came to the door of the room.

"Your Excellency Simon!" Alfonso VIII's eyes flashed with hope, as if seeing a savior. "Come and see my daughter, my poor Orthea!"

Simon walked over, checked the situation of Princess Orthea, took out his staff again, and cast some spells of different lights that dazzled laymen, and finally shook his head: "Unfortunately, Princess Orthea has stopped. took a breath."

Prince George was full of disbelief: "What about the soul, can't you mages restore the soul! How long has this happened, less than two hours, you must have a way to save Orthea!"

"George, who allowed you to be so rude to Sir Simon!" Alfonso VIII shouted.

Prince George had to begrudgingly shut up.

Simon said: "Your Highness is right, people have souls, but I haven't seen any fluctuations of souls around Her Royal Highness, that is to say, her soul has been completely wiped out, but in terms of bringing the dead back to life and summoning souls, Light magic is better than elemental magic, maybe Bishop Hill has another way?"

Yannick shook his head: "I'm sorry, my opinion is the same as yours, and I haven't seen any soul fluctuations in Her Royal Highness. Generally speaking, except for the undead, people who have just died will have a certain degree of soul fluctuations. Then It means that the dead have nostalgia for the body or the world. They linger, and if they have the opportunity, they can be resurrected. Although the resurrection technique can only be performed by the red-clothed archbishop and above, in this case, I am afraid that the red-clothed archbishop will come. There is no way."

When he said this, he took a special look at Alexander, but the latter did not show any flaws, but instead looked at him openly.

Simon sighed, as wise as he was, although he didn't know the cause and effect, but at the moment he saw Princess Althea's death, he obviously realized that this might be the prelude to a huge conspiracy.

Prince George sneered: "You killed the man, of course you will say that there is no way! Father, let's write to the cardinal or the Pope, they will definitely have a way to save Orthea!"

"How did Orthea die? Your Excellency Simon, I hope you can help me find the cause of her death. No matter who killed her, I swear in the name of a father and the emperor, I will never let him go! "Alfonso VIII said in a deep voice.

"I just checked, and there is no trace of using magic on Her Royal Highness, the only possibility of her death is the pinch mark on her neck... Wait." Simon said, his roving eyes stopped, looked at the shrinking The maid trembling in the corner, from the beginning, the maid has been forgotten by everyone, there are too many suspects at the scene, no one can bother to question her, but Simon frowned and said to her: "You come over."

The maid was still trembling, as if she hadn't heard his words.

Simon walked over directly, and the tip of the staff touched her eyebrows. The maid let out a scream, but she had no time to escape. The light pouring from the staff quickly covered her whole body until the light stopped, and the maid fell limply on the ground .

"She's under control." Without waiting for everyone to ask questions, Simon took the initiative to explain them.

"What!" Many people were taken aback, looking at the maid who fell to the ground.

"Judging from her previous situation, she has been controlled by someone for a while, but she didn't realize it. This kind of control technique is very clever. It will only command the controlled person when the controller wants to do something. Do it, this is why you didn't realize it before." Simon said.

Alfonso VIII asked: "Could it be that she killed Orthea?"

Simon said: "I'm not sure. At best, it can only show that what she did just now may be controlled, and what she said before may also be false."

"Father, Lord Simon, I don't think a maid has the strength to kill Orthea. Even if she wants to do it, Orthea will not be able to escape. From the motive point of view, the suspicion of Prince Felton and Bishop Hill It's the most important thing!" Prince George accused, looking at the two with contemptuous eyes.

"Bishop Hill, don't you have anything to say?" Alfonso VIII said coldly.

The silver-haired bishop folded his hands in his sleeves and said calmly: "I only have three things to say. First, the relationship between me and Felton is innocent. I can swear even in front of the Goddess of Light. Malicious slander with a certain purpose can only be reduced to a joke in the end."

"Second, let me make a hypothesis. If His Excellency the Prince killed Princess Althea, then he would have plenty of time to escape—because every nobleman will have a spare magic scroll, and a teleportation scroll is for the Prince It is not a luxury for your Excellency. Why do you let others find out?"

"Three, with all due respect, even if, as Alexander said, Princess Orthea discovered the ambiguous relationship between me and the prince, of course this is not true. I am also just making a hypothesis, so in the case of Orthea Her Royal Highness has such a naive character, it is easy for me to coax her well, why bother to spend so much effort to kill people?"

What he said was not unreasonable, and everyone present felt that the death of the princess became more and more foggy.

At this time, Simon said: "I am willing to guarantee on my reputation that Bishop Hill will not do such a thing."

"Your Excellency Simon!" Yannick was taken aback. Although the Dharma Saint had openly expressed his appreciation for him at the magic seminar a few days ago, including that time, the two only met twice. If there is any friendship, he never thought that Simon would stand up and speak for himself in this situation, and he would guarantee his reputation. This is equivalent to saying that people who do not believe in Yannick are tantamount to not believing in the personality of the Holy Fa.

It is easy to add icing on the cake, but difficult to deliver charcoal in the snow.Yannick secretly lamented that as a priest, he was sad that he was in a real villain camp, and what was even more sad was that this villain camp not only prevented people from quitting, from the Pope to Alexander, but also everywhere wanted The pig teammate who inserted a knife.

"Your Excellency Simon," Alfonso VIII was also surprised, "this may damage your reputation."

Simon shook his head: "It doesn't matter, because I believe in my own judgment. I believe that a priest who can say respect for others will not be a murderer."

Now that the Dharma Sage has already said this, Alfonso VIII couldn't say anything more, so he asked, "So what do you think should be done now?"

Simon was silent, Yannick said: "Your Majesty, I have a suggestion, you can listen to it before making a decision."

Alfonso VIII: "Speak."

Yannick: "Although I am very grateful to Sir Simon for your trust and protection, my suspicions have not been cleared before the truth of the matter comes out, so I suggest that you isolate us all alone. You can ask us to hand over our staffs and magic bags, and then set up a magic ban in the confinement place to prevent us from escaping. To show my innocence, I am willing to be the first to do so."

He glanced at Alexander, but the other party did not show the slightest panic, and even said: "Your Majesty, I also agree."

"What about you, Your Excellency?" Alfonso VIII looked at Chris.

"Okay." Chris said succinctly.

"Your Majesty, besides the two priests who follow me, there are other priests in my priest group. I hope Your Majesty will let them keep their personal freedom. I want to ask them to help investigate the real culprit so that I can clear myself of suspicion. " Yannick made a request.

This method is indeed fair enough, Alfonso VIII nodded, and finally agreed: "Okay, I really want to trust you, and I hope you will not let me down."

After all, Alfonso VIII still showed the bearing of an emperor and did not treat them badly.

The room where they were imprisoned was very comfortable and luxurious. In fact, house arrest was more appropriate. There were also servants waiting outside the room to serve them, as long as they had reasonable requests, they could be satisfied.

When the mess came to an end, Yannick could finally calm down and think about the cause and effect of this matter.

The reason why he proposed to Alfonso VIII to imprison everyone was only for one purpose, that is to restrict Alexander, no matter what the other party's purpose was, he would not be able to give him a chance to do anything for the time being .

In his opinion, Alexander was completely suspicious. First, he lured Chris into the princess' room, and secondly, the maid was also controlled. Become a witness, but in his opinion, of course he would rather believe Chris than Alexander.

But the question now is, how to prove to others that Alexander is the murderer?

If the Pope ordered Alexander to do this, what was the Pope's purpose?

Yannick's hand unconsciously touched the texture of the corner of his clothes, habitually trying to pull something out of the magic bag, only to find that his magic bag had also been "confiscated" - under his suggestion, Both the magic bag and the staff are temporarily kept by the magician Simon, so that several parties can rest assured that even the magic ban outside the room door was also set by Simon.

He suddenly remembered that night, he wanted to remind D'Antonio about the monster, but Alexander changed the content of the note.

As the pope's eyeliner, it seemed even more unreasonable for him to say that.

Lily, monsters, the Holy See, priests...

Yannick frowned tightly, and suddenly had a bad and unfounded guess.

He stood up, walked to the door, opened the door, and said to the servant outside: "I want to see Sir Simon, please convey it to me."