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The Emperor’s Lover Was Murdered - Chapter 6.2

I knew then that it was most comfortable to see the imperial family from afar.

 

He had a face similar to that of a dignified emperor, and when he spoke politely, I wanted to jump even more.

 

Besides, the investigation of the Marquis Gulil should be conducted with the prince.

 

Of course, since the prince appeared as a volunteer, I can say that even the duke, not the marquis, can come and tell him to stop the investigation, but am I the only one who thinks this is strange?

 

Her mother’s lover was murdered, and her mother’s ex-lover, suspected of being the culprit, must be investigated, and he is the uncle of the woman who is rumored to be engaged to him.

 

I can hear the sound of danger. [T/N- meant she is doomed]

 

The relationship of the Imperial family was beyond description.

 

I have no idea what kind of star I have in my head, but anyway, it was the prince who sat in front of me, and I answered his question as politely as possible.

 

Lantid listened to me, nodding his head in moderation.

 

He also asked questions in a soft voice from time to time.

 

I was so nervous that my fingertips were numb, but as I continued speaking, I got the impression that it was easier than I thought.

 

Is it because of his attitude that Prince Rantid is evaluated as weak?

 

I didn’t talk much with the emperor Anisha, who briefly passed by yesterday, but every word was full of the ruler’s dignity, so it was hard to stand on two feet, but Lantid was easier to deal with than his mother.

 

His tone was soft, and he had a faint smile on his face throughout the conversation.

 

It is known that Lantid’s father, Emperor Aizen, died as soon as he reached adulthood, and after that, he traveled around the borders and subjugation areas at the order of the emperor.

 

According to rumors, the emperor drove him out of the capital because the prince, who had a gentle disposition that resembled his father, Emperor Aizen, was smart.

 

After seven years of hard work on the battlefield, his natural personality seemed to remain the same.

 

The prince, who heard all the progress of the investigation, praised me with a friendly smile, and I almost blushed without realizing it.

 

“It’s amazing to find out that way in one day.”

 

“No, Your Highness. Mr. Stein helped me a lot.”

 

” you’re humble miss Nass.”

 

I couldn’t think of anything to reply to because I can’t refute the Imperial Prince’s words, so I just bowed my head to excessive praise.

 

Prince Lantid asked in a very light tone as he brushed his bangs like gold threads that ran down his eyebrows.

 

“Then, shall we go?”

“Yes? Where—?”

 

“The Marquis of Gullil. Isn’t it time to listen to the story of the Marquis?”

 

“Yes, I do, but usually we first come up with the subpoena process.”

 

While answering, there was no expectation that the Marquis would respond to the summons.

 

Attitudes toward subpoenas differ markedly by position.

 

In the case of ordinary commoners, they run out of the blue. [T/N- commoners don’t expect of being summoned ]

 

If you don’t, you’ll have to be taken to the police department.

 

If you are dragged in that way, the process of interrogation becomes more difficult.

 

On the other hand, in the case of aristocrats, it is difficult for the police officer who went to deliver the summons even to cross the main gate of the unit.

 

Somehow, even if the summons was given to the nobles and the ladies, they completely ignored it.

 

Police officers made up of commoners cannot even cross their fences, and if they act rudely by mistake, they will face a headwind, so it isn’t easy to move this side.

 

That is why investigators from aristocratic families would politely visit and listen to their statements. Still, even Ferno was rejected. The head of the police department came from a marquise family.

 

Disrespecting Ferno was a crude behavior, but no such thing happened since Ferno took over as police chief.

 

Since laws penetrating the world of nobles exist separately from their world, it was rare for a high-ranking noble to be investigated by investigators at the Ministry of Justice in the first place.

 

When a commoner’s crime is proven, he is immediately arrested, but the family protects the nobles until the trial begins.

 

The trial outcome was also bound to come out in the direction they wanted, and the case involving nobles was not under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Police.

 

In this case, if the found body had been identified as Count Dundres from the beginning, the countess (count’s mother)would have asked the emperor to investigate.

 

If that had been the case, the Imperial Intelligence Agency, an investigative agency under the direct control of the emperor, would have conducted an investigation, and I would not have intervened in this troublesome matter.

 

However, the body was brought to the Ministry of Justice with rumors that it was the work of a masu with an unknown identity. Before the countess could even request it, the emperor came down to the Ministry of Justice and entrusted me with the investigation.

 

Come to think of it, it’s unusual.

 

It would have been simpler to order the case to be transferred to the Intelligence Bureau instead of sending the prince to help me, as the SS unit commander could not help me.

 

Prince Lantid continued to speak to me as I nodded my head while thinking about it.

 

“Don’t bother and go. I’ve already confirmed that the Marquis is in the mansion today.”

 

“Now, right now?”

 

“What’s wrong?”

 

“No, there’s no problem, Your Highness.”

 

“How about doing a search while we are going?”

 

“Yes? Are you going to search the house today?”

 

“Isn’t there a circumstance where the Marquis of Gullyle and the Count of Dundress exchanged several letters? We’ll have to look for them.”

 

“Well, I have to find it, but…”

 

“Stain, stand by for the crew.”

 

Lantid ordered the members of the SS to search for it. [search the marquise’s house]

 

Stein bowed his head without delay and went outside, and I looked up at Lantid, who got up from his seat, and my mouth was wide open.

 

I’ve come to visit him recklessly, and if something went wrong, I’d be hit in the face with the gloves of the former marquis.

 

I won’t have to worry about anything if the prince stands with me! As I was swallowing the unspoken words, Lantid looked down at me and said, ‘Oh, excuse me,’ and held out his hand.

 

No, not this! I wake up on my own! [she was telling herself to stop her thoughts]

Again, chewing on the words I couldn’t tell, I carefully placed my hand on Lantid’s large hand and grasped it up as soon as I got up from my seat.

 

It’s been a while since I’ve been treated like a lady, so it feels awkward if someone escorts me.

 

In this case, it was a bleak situation rather than an awkward situation.

 

“You have to do it even if you don’t want. Manners are just like that.”

 

Lantid smiled at my words. And took the lead with a light footstep.

 

As I walked after him, I suddenly arrived at the front of the carriage, and when I saw the prince reaching out to the carriage door, I rushed forward.

 

I don’t know why the prince is going without an attendant, but I would not have dared to get on the carriage if he opened the carriage door by hand.

 

Lantid burst into laughter at the sight of me popping up, opening the carriage door, and watching me bowing my head.

 

“Miss Nass, I need to practice.”

 

“Yes?”

 

“I must have been living in the dust of the battlefield for so long that I forgot how to treat the Lady. Now I have to get married, but it’s a tough job. So think of yourself as my training partner.”

 

Saying so, Lantid reached out to me again.

 

Does that mean I have to hold that hand and climb the carriage

 

I tried to convey the meaning of refusal with my eyes, but Lantid refused my denial.

 

The prince was waiting with his hand in the air, and there was only one way left, as I could neither ignore nor let it go.

 

I closed my eyes tightly and held the hand.

 

Then, giving strength to my legs, I quickly went into the carriage, and I was not giving strength to the hand that the prince held. [T/N-to be precise, Nass feared that the minimal strength in her hand could hurt the prince ]

 

“It’s like a feather.”

 

Lantid burst out laughing from behind.

 

It’s making me crazy.

 

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