Chapter 152

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“We couldn’t find anything.”

The knight commander of the Black Falcon Knights said with his head bowed in a very apologetic manner.

He had led the Knights to the St. Aquino Orphanage to which Laura belonged.

“The saint who was in charge of the orphanage had already handed over the management to another priest.”

She expected it. Aria asked, passing a candy to Winter, who was grinning and giggling.

“The children?”

“There seemed to be no pre-existing children. All that was there were children brought from other places.”

“None? Not even one?”

“Yes, it looks like the evidence has already been erased. It’s clean without a trace.”

Aria asked.

“The Chateau Orphanage was famous enough to be published in a newspaper article. Besides, everything the Count did was publicized.”

It could not just evaporate overnight. Considering how much they’re being watched.

Then Vincent, who was listening to the report, intervened.

“In the past, it was run by an imperial nobleman, but now it has become an orphanage under Garcia. Fineta’s involvement must be limited.”

Aria knew that too, so she didn’t ask the Princess, but immediately sent the knights away. Because she knew there was no point in getting the nations involved.

She didn’t know that in the end, she wouldn’t even be able to find a single clue.

“Laura was locked in an empty room and tested. There must have been a basement in the orphanage….”

“There was a separate basement, but it was just a children’s play area.”

The knights gritted their teeth and murmured.

“Trash petty priests. They told us to look around as much as we want as if they already knew we were coming.”

They came out bold enough to say that……. As if the evidence had already been erased without a trace.

‘But they can’t do that.’

There was no way to dispose of all sorts of evidence without leaving a single trace in the interim. There must have been a leaked clue or trace somewhere.

Vincent sighed deeply and muttered.

“As expected, I should have followed.”

That’s why I was anxious to send only that decorative head……

Then, when Cloud heard Vincent’s small murmur, he asked in a nonsensical voice.

“Am I good enough to be in the decorative head category? It seems that your evaluation is more generous than I thought.”

Is that what you would say in front of your fellow knights?

Vincent looked at Cloud, who still thought that being a decorative head meant he was handsome.

“…Yes, that is. I have never seen a decoration like Sir Cloud yet.”

“Come to think of it, I heard you said you needed me like a needle and thread.”

Then Vincent glanced at Aria, his eyes popped wide open. Aria avoided his gaze.

“I don’t remember saying anything out of the ordinary in that case… No, rather than that, why do you know the idiom of needle and thread?”

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