Fairy’s Box

Going forward along the dark path, passing through the temporary barracks, an inconspicuous storage warehouse appeared in front of Beverley. There are two glass oil lamps hanging outside the door of the storage warehouse. The slightly dim light only illuminates the distance of the digital range. With the wind blowing, the oil lamp slammed against the door frame from time to time, making a soft crackling sound.

The red-haired boy tidied up his clothes, walked to the door of the warehouse, put his hand on the cold wooden door, and pushed it gently.

"They have returned."

Inside the warehouse, an ordinary-looking young man in gray robes with a slightly plump figure was waiting outside. After hearing the movement, he raised his head and looked towards the door.

"Is everything okay?" Beverly asked.

"If something is lost for no reason, the woman will inevitably be suspicious, but there is no better way."

"What about things?"

"It's all inside."

The red-haired boy walked through the sandwich room and walked into the half-open inner door. It was bright inside, with bright wall lamps hanging on all four walls.

A sultry smell of sweat came out, mixed with a faint lemon aroma, it seemed to be sprayed with some kind of perfume to get rid of odor, but it didn't work.

A gray-haired middle-aged man, dressed in the attire of a court messenger, sat quietly on the bench in the small room, explaining something in a low voice to the officials beside him.

On the low-footed table in front of the group, there was a large pile of items ranging from perfume to skin care products. There was also a hint of incense in the space, obviously the smell of spices brought from the Queen's bedroom.

"Your Excellency, this is all the suspected items we can find." The middle-aged man quickly got up and said after he came in.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Beverly picked up a long-necked perfume bottle from the table, opened the bottle cap and took a deep breath. After a strong lemon aroma poured into his heart, his eyes flashed slightly:

"Have you checked all these things?"

"Yes." Several people replied one after another.

"…"

The red-haired boy leaned down and checked every item on the table in turn. His eyes swept over the perfume bottles, lotion, olive oil, contraceptives, etc., and finally landed on a string of round and flawless black pearls. on the necklace.

"This necklace..."

Beverly picked up the necklace, his eyes flicked over the drop-shaped pendant surrounded by black pearls, his pupils moved suddenly, and he stretched out **** and gently twisted the pendant counterclockwise.

In the eyes of everyone's expectation, the teardrop-shaped pendant broke away from the necklace little by little, and was pinched by the red-haired boy's fingertips.

He followed the hole directly above and cast his eyes to the inside of the pendant. There was a small amount of white powder left inside, which was colorless and odorless, and looked no different from the finest flour.

"This powder!"

The red-haired boy's expression changed, he immediately put the pendant tightly into his palm, and said to the middle-aged man:

"Tell Your Excellency the Governor that we have found a major clue about the cause of Lord Paddy's death. By the way, we will find that tree elf. I have something important to ask her, hide it, and you go together!"

"As ordered."

The latter nodded immediately and trotted out of the room.

After everyone left the room, Bev pressed his forehead with his hand clenching the pendant. After a moment of silence, he suddenly let out a deep sigh:

"I see…"

He stared at the dancing lights in the wall lamp, and the red hair left a reflection in the glass, which was compatible with the light and shadow of the flame, and it was difficult to distinguish each other:

"Aisha, Paddy, Lilith, Celtic Governor's House... Highland throne, if that's the case, everything makes sense."

…

Lilith stood on the balcony of the palace, a foot away, quietly watching the dense white rain outside. In the gradually whitening night sky, the drizzle still fell silently, like thousands of silver threads falling to the ground below.

The queen didn't seem to have slept well last night, and vague fears flashed from time to time under her seemingly calm eyes. She held a crumpled note in her palm, with faint traces of rain.

The content on the note is very simple, with only one sentence - if the incident happens, plan ahead.

Yesterday, there was a theft inside the palace. Her bedroom was stolen, and a lot of cosmetics and medicines were lost. One of the necklaces contained the medicine for her own murder of Paddy.

Lilith knew very well in her heart that this was not a theft case at all, but a search by the Celtic Governor's House against her, but the other party was a little shy and did not dare to pierce the thin layer of window paper.

"Why would Merlin say that?"

The queen clenched the note in her hand and muttered to herself subconsciously.

Lilith didn't worry that what she did would be discovered at first, even if the other party suspected it, it was useless, because the drug she murdered Paddy was not a poison at all, but a super stimulant blended through complex alchemy technology.

When the knight's fighting spirit is high, the body will automatically secrete similar substances to relieve the pain and invigorate the spirit. And the drug she developed by herself is a thousand times more effective than the amount secreted by the human body. After using it, it will make people extremely excited and even lose their minds.

The use of ordinary people can make them physically and mentally dependent on this drug, which is highly addictive. For the strong-willed Lord Knight, this thing is also extremely dangerous. If the dose exceeds a certain level, they will lose their self-control.

It was Paddy's self-defense against all poisons that he accidentally ingested an overdose of stimulants, which caused him to lose control in the battle with the Highland Kingdom army. In a state of extreme excitement, he exhausted his physical strength before being killed by a dark arrow.

Otherwise, a hundred dark arrows would not be able to penetrate his natural disaster weapon.

In any case, this stimulant is not a poison in nature, so even if it is discovered by the people of the Governor's Palace, Lilith is not very worried, she can call it - the medicine she takes to overcome the fear of the battlefield.

But... on the note that guy gave him, why did he point out the incident?

Did something go wrong in some part?

Lilith thought about the arrest of a large number of eyeliners from the Southern Celts, but she always acted cautiously, even if she was a stronghold of eyeliners, it was a one-way connection, and she couldn't find her at all.

And that tree elf was also said to have been killed by the people of the Governor's Mansion... Could it be that... that tree elf didn't die?

Thinking of this, the queen shuddered all over, kneaded the paper ball in her hand into powder, and sprinkled it into the dense rain curtain.

If so, what should I do?

…

"This is a highly pure stimulant, the effect is a hundred times stronger than the normal secretion of the human body, the synthesis principle is unknown, and the synthetic uses are classified according to the dosage, which can be analgesics, tranquilizers and sedatives. The side effect is extremely strong addiction. Sex, long-term use can permanently damage brain tissue. I have to say, this is an extremely clever alchemy that can both harm and save people.”

After analyzing the pharmacological properties of the white powder based on Aisha's description, Soros made the following judgment.

"Thank you very much for interrupting your business."

"It's nothing, just a hand."

After Beverley thanked him, he took the appraisal certificate given by the other party and left the barracks quickly.

"…"

After Soros watched him leave, he immediately turned his attention to the finger on the experimental bench, with a frenzied expression on his face:

"Although I only have one finger, I can still extract the substance I want in terms of the vampire's physical activity. This Highland Kingdom is really not in vain."

…

squeak-!

The sharp fingernails rubbed against the glass window, making a slightly harsh sound. Between the white mist on the window, a finger mark was clearly drawn.

Lilith stood in front of the window, retracted her index finger, and looked out through the finger marks.

In the early morning, after the rain was fully moisturizing, the woods showed a vibrant green color, and the lake surface was rippling with patches of green leaves, and goldfish popped out of their heads from time to time to breathe.

On the path outside the courtyard, Kenneth slowly drove into the palace in a wheelchair under the protection of two guards.

"..." The Queen took a deep breath and slowly relaxed her tense nerves.

A small flock of birds suddenly passed by outside the window. Chased by a bare-ass albatross, it made a chirping sound, circled the lake for a few times, and then disappeared into the woods on one side.

"Come with me to meet His Highness Kenneth." Lilith turned around and looked at the maid behind her.

The maid hurried downstairs to open the door and led Kenneth into the room.

The queen's bedroom was clean and dust-free, and the scent of spices still lingered in the air. Except for a harp and a bunch of gorse feathers on the four walls, there is no extra decoration, which is elegant and elegant.

"Are you looking for me?"

Kenneth raised his eyebrows and looked at each other, and asked with a flat expression.

"In a while, you and I will get married. I think we need to get to know each other a little more." Lilith looked at him with a smile, walked behind him, and stacked the wheelchair in front of the coffee table that she had carefully prepared.

She seemed to have just taken a bath, wearing a thin moon-white shirt with short sleeves reaching her elbows and a long snow-white dress underneath. She naturally knelt on the cushion and brewed black tea calmly.

"…"

Even Kenneth had to admit that the heir to the old rival family was indeed very beautiful, sitting in front of the coffee table dignified and elegant, full of classical charm.

"If you have something to tell me, it's best to start now." Kenneth said softly, thinking about his laboratory, while watching her make tea.

Lilith washed the tea set with boiling water and said calmly:

"Kenneth, I need your help."

"Oh? Let's hear it." Kenneth's eyes flashed slightly.

After brewing it three times with boiling water, the aroma of the tea drifted out. Lilith poured a note in the smell cup, sniffed the aroma of the tea, took the cup with satisfaction, and poured a cup for the other party and herself.

"The Rosevians searched my bedroom last night, and they suspect that I killed Lord Paddy..."

"You want to tell me that you are not the murderer?"

Kenneth held up the warm porcelain cup and glanced at her half-smile: "I'm afraid you have found the wrong person. Now I'm just a scholar, and I have neither the right nor the right to intervene in this matter."

"No, you have."

Lilith took a sip of tea, then smiled and said softly:

"Judging from the various courtesy you have received, the governor appreciates you very much. As long as you come forward, you will definitely help me out of the current predicament."

"You want me to be a lobbyist?"

Kenneth put the porcelain cup back on the coffee table and chuckled: "Then, please tell me the truth, is it you who killed Lord Paddy?"

"..." Lilith nodded silently.

"By what means?"

"I put heavy doses of stimulants in his diet and he ran out of grudge and died."

"Don't look at me like this. Before I was paralyzed, I was a warrior."

He slowly put his left hand back on the armrest, looked at the other party's expression, and said intently, "You can't do such a big thing as the murder of the Origin Knight alone, tell me who the accomplice is, so that I may be able to help you."

"It's Merlin. Merlin killed Lord Paddy with a dark arrow after he exhausted his strength." The queen replied with a pale face holding the porcelain cup.

"I understand."

Kenneth closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, turned his wheelchair away from the coffee table, and moved to the stairs before he said lightly, "Follow me to the Governor-General and confess everything. You may still have a chance to save your crown and life."

"Will you help me?" Lilith looked at him hopefully.

"The child you and I marry is the most orthodox heir to this country. If you die, I will indeed be troubled." Kenneth turned his back to her and said blankly.

…

Highland Palace, King's Study.

Beverly took a deep breath and knocked gently on the brown door:

"Boss, I'm Beverly."

"come in."

Yale's voice came from inside the door, as full of air as always.

After he entered the study, he found that besides the black-haired knight, there were two unexpected people in the room-Kenneth and Lilith.

How could these two appear at the same time?

Beverley suppressed the doubts in his heart, strode forward, and handed the report to Yalei: "This is my investigation report, and everything is clear."

The black-haired knight took the report, read it carefully from front to back, and gently placed it on the table:

"I already know, you've done a very good job, and that's it."

"So far?"

The red-haired teenager almost doubted that there was anything but a problem with his ears.

"The specific matter, Queen Lilith has confessed to me, explained the real behind the scenes, and gave 30 billion sol as compensation."

Yale glanced at Beverley and said calmly, "So I decided to forgive her. This is the end of the matter, and you and your people will get the rewards you deserve."

The red-haired boy glanced coldly at the calm Lilith, and slowly exhaled:

"I see, if this is your will..."

"You've worked so hard this time."

The black-haired knight noticed his expression and said with relief, "You may need a vacation."

"I don't need a vacation."

Beverly raised his voice suddenly, then lowered his head, and said softly, "There is still a lot of work waiting for me to do. If there is nothing else, then I will leave first."

"Walk slowly."

After watching the red-haired boy leave, Yale raised his eyes and stared at Lilith, his eyes were sharp and piercing: "Thank you for your future husband. Without him, my anger would make your life worse than death."

"Thank you for your kindness."

Lilith's body trembled, she quickly got up and pinched the corners of her skirt, and humbly gave a lady's salute.