"Does the Marquis know that there are survivors of that?"
"You wouldn't know. There are no witnesses but Raven."
"Speak up."
Genoa put her pen down and tapped her finger on the desk.
As he seemed to organize his thoughts, Dylan calmly waited for his next words.
"The Duke of Crawford was there and only the people of his family survived."
"You're trying to throw a Crawford as a prey."
"A lot of nobles have died. The people will be agitated because the emperor will think that the capital is also unsafe."
Genoa's well-groomed lips twisted slightly.
"Shouldn't we just stop their anger and resentment from going to the imperial family?"
"It is a wise decision."
Dylan's eyes lit up in admiration.
"one more. Let them know that Duke Crawford is hiding Jewery."
"Jueri is known to be the one who summoned demons, so I would suspect that the culprit in yesterday's case was Crawford."
It doesn't matter what the truth is. Just because what people believe will become the truth.
"In this way, public opinion can be silenced, and you can even hit Crawford, so it's like blowing your nose without touching it."
"Move carefully so we don't figure out where the rumors are coming from."
"All right."
Towards the end of the conversation there was a knock on the door.
A dedicated aide who took care of Genoa came in with a troubled face.
"Your Majesty, Princess Shabini wants to meet you. What should I do?"
"Lilian?"
"Now is the time to prepare for the prom, so how did you come to visit His Majesty?"
Dylan shook his head and mumbled.
Genoa seemed to understand why Lilian had come.
'Annoying.'
That was the first thought that came to mind. It couldn't be avoided though.
"Take me to the parlor."
He ordered with an annoyed sigh.
Dylan, who had been contemplating for a while after the servant left, asked calmly.
"I have a lot of work to do, but I don't just turn it down. Aren't we supposed to meet at the ball anyway?"
"Anyway, today I am going to announce about the Crown Princess, so it would be good to know the intentions of the candidates in advance."
When Genoa reacted indifferently, Dylan didn't persuade any more.
"You must finish the Lake Eslon case quickly."
"All right."
Genoa checked a few more documents, handed them over to Dylan, and stood up.
*
"I see you, the Little Sun of Aserian, His Majesty the Crown Prince."
Lillian, who was waiting in the drawing room, saw Genoa and got up and prepared herself.
"Get up."
"thank you."
Lillian, who stood up straight, looked at Genoa and smiled brightly as if he was genuinely happy.
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