33 Risen#re - Chapter 343

“If everyone thinks that it was Lord Maxim, why do they suspect House Marshall and House Kurt?” Lirian asked to which the three women shared a look, one filled with hesitation, but Lirian quickly started to release the restraints of his charms and slowly their hesitation went away.

Only Lady Anthea seemed to still be slightly hesitant, Lirian figured that it was because she was an adept while the other two were merely peak novices, but with a little time, his charm worked its magic.

Selma decided to continue the story since the other two’s families were prime suspects, “Yesterday the leaders of the minor noble’s alliance had a meeting, and some people said that at one point only Lady Liberia and Lord Grant remained,”

“Someone said that they heard the two get into a scuffle,” Selma explained, “But that isn’t the end because after Lord Grant was found dead, someone found a piece of parchment that he wrote on,”

“My father was the first from all the House’s to arrive on the scene and he arrived just as the note was found,” Selma said and Lirian listened intently to her next words.

“The note had some writing about someone with silver hair, but that wasn’t the important part, there was something written on the bottom of the note, and my father told me that it seemed to be written in a rush,”

“What my father believes, is that lord Ventrano wrote those words in his last moments and tossed the note under his desk so that his killer wouldn’t notice,” Selma said in a hushed whisper as if she was afraid the walls were listening.

“What was written?” Lirian asked eagerly.

“It’s Liberia, her daughter is…” Selma trailed off and didn’t say anything more.

“What’s the rest?” Lirian asked with eyes full of anticipation.

“That was it,” Selma replied, “He didn’t write anything else, those were his last words, so everyone is suspicious of House Marshall, they think that maybe Lady Liberia killed him or it was her daughter, who has been training in secret for the past five years,”

At that point Anthea was wringing her wrists in anger, she wanted to say something against it but she couldn’t and there was a number of reasons why, the most prominent of them being that the previous day when Lady Liberia returned to the manor, she called Anthea and discussed a plan with her to eliminate Lord Grant because he learned the truth about Lady Liberia’s daughter.

Only the upper echelons of House Marshall knew the truth about Lady Liberia’s daughter being in House Kurt’s custody, she wanted to say that it was impossible for it to be Lady Liberia’s daughter since she was currently a captive held by House Kurt.

“Worst of all was Lord Ventrano’s wounds, they were the size of a babies fist, no ordinary weapon could create such a large wound, but the fans used by Lady Liberia could,” Selma continued, and from the sound of things, she seemed to be convinced that it was Lady Liberia who killed Lord Ventrano.

“Everyone has asked Lady Liberia to make a statement and to bring her daughter forward but Lady Liberia simply said that her daughter is still at her family estate, and she hinted that the most likely culprit is House Kurt, because of the meeting that Lord Ventrano held yesterday,” Selma said.

Lirian stopped her as if he was confused, “Did Lord Ventrano say something wrong during the meeting?” Lirian asked with surprise while internally he knew exactly what happened at the meeting.

Selma froze as if she had misspoken and glanced at the other two ladies, the contents of the meeting were supposed to be kept confidential no matter what, but she had just let something slip.

Lirian worked his charm once more and before long Stella answered the question, “The coward wanted to dissolve the alliance, Lord Ventrano was nothing more than an ungrateful swine, after the grace that House Kurt showed him he dared to suggest such a thing, quite frankly I think that his death is justified after what he did,” Stella spat hatefully.

To Lirian she sounded like she was completely ignorant of the matters of house Ventrano, it was likely that she was simply rehashing things that her husband said and she believed everything her husband told her.

Selma continued, “Due to the three-way finger-pointing, no one knows what to believe, and at the same time everyone is trying to find out who this silver-haired mystery person is, that Lord Ventrano wrote off,” she finished with a sigh.

“Sounds far too complicated for me to understand,” Lirian said while shrugging his shoulders, “It’s better to just be a bard and play music to the flow of things,” Lirian said with a light laugh.

The ladies all chuckled lightly in response, even for those who were raised in political backgrounds this was a bit much so they could imagine Lirian’s inability to understand.

At Lirian’s mention of him being a bard, Anthea’s eyes lit up once again and she pushed the dark times of the city behind her, “Would you please consider playing at Lady Izlandi’s farewell feast?” she asked with pleading eyes.

“Stella’s husband is close to Lord Rupid so I’m sure she can arrange for you to play even if it’s on short notice, and we’ll be sure to have all your drinks tested before you drink them,” Antea continued and looked to the other ladies for support.

She really loved the piece Lirian played and she wanted everyone to hear it no matter what, and she was happy to see that her friends agreed with wild enthusiasm.

Lirian feigned reluctance for a little longer before agreeing to their request, after that he excused himself saying that he had to get back to work.

When Lirian left a wide devilish grin stretched across his face, that could send cold shivers down the devil’s spine.

He walked up to a window and looked at the wall that surround the keep, he placed his hands inside his pocket and pulled out a handful of food pills which he threw into his mouth and happily much down on as his energy reserves restored themselves.

He laughed coldly at the three women who were inside the room, they might have been raised in political background, but back in the Clovis empire, their political skills could barely reach the first-year level in the academy.

When Lirian factored in his trillions of years of observing people, their worlds, and their cultures, when he added in the knowledge provided by the Clovis empire, which was surprisingly useful, it made a deadly combo.

Lirian never got to experiment with his knowledge in the past, his curse was a major factor that prevented him from actively joining political scenes, and he relished his newfound freedom to play around with the nobles.

Lirian glanced at the keep as he continued to restore his energy with the food pills, “Don’t blame me for doing this,” Lirian whispered as he looked at the keep, “It’s your fault for hiding behind your walls,” Lirian chuckled coldly.

It was naturally Lirian who set up everything and put it in place, from the moment he met with Liberia and Grant they were already pawns in his grasp to be played with.

The reason that he killed Grant was because he wanted to spark the anger of the other nobles, there were naturally many who would believe that it was House Kurt, due to Lord Maxim’s friendship with Lord Rupid it wouldn’t take anyone by surprise if Lord Maxim was able to enter the keep and tell Lord Rupid about the events at the meeting.

If the other nobles believed that House Kurt killed Grant for his suggestion, it would severely anger the nobles, if a lord could be killed for voicing his dissatisfaction then it was no different from them being slaves to House Kurt.

It could also be looked at as a message from House Kurt saying that, if you oppose them then death is what will await you, which would make the nobles afraid, but at the same time it would make them dissatisfied with House Kurt.

Of course, there was a lot more to the plan than just that, how could a plan hatched by Lirian be anything short of grand.