Chapter 262 Evidence
“In the year 9564 of the Holy Calendar, in the month of Song, on the 7th of Song, the small town of Chandler in the northern Marshall Territory was suspected of encountering a slave-catching group. A total of more than 300 people were not spared.
The Marshall family officially announced that the town was attacked by a group of low-level monsters, Mudtusks, in the 'Scale Claw Swamp' twenty miles to the west, and dispatched troops from the nearby Frostfire City two days later. The Autonomous Army went to clean up, but according to the testimony provided by the 'War Forest Porcupine Mercenary Group', the 'Green Forest Mercenary Group' and some members of the local Autonomous Army who were stationed in Frostfire City at the time, they were dispatched to the city on the 9th. The three autonomous army teams in Scaleclaw Marsh are not part of the fixed formation of Frostfire City's autonomous army, but are strangers who were temporarily added to the establishment two weeks ago.
At that time, they happened to be in the army. All members of the second brigade of the Green Forest Mercenary Group who collected soil konjac in Scaleclaw Swamp stated that they did not witness any Autonomous Army soldiers nearby. However, in the early morning of the 10th, a large number of witnesses in Frostfire City did say that they saw three soldiers. The autonomous army team returned in triumph with more than twenty Mudtusk tails. According to my subsequent investigation, there were no traces of Mudtusk ravaging the town of Chandler that day.
Gabri, the deputy leader of the Zhanlin Porcupine Mercenary Group who passed by here on the morning of the 8th, found half a coat of arms with the emblem of the Marshall family in the ruins. It was suspected that a member of the "Autonomous Army Team" was fighting There was a sword mark on the coat of arms that was shot down, which may be related to Haosen, the blacksmith who lived in seclusion in Chandler Village and was the only mid-level professional in the area.
And there is another detail worth paying attention to. It is impossible for a small group of Mudtusk beasts to successfully destroy a village in the face of an intermediate professional... Phew, so detailed..."
< br>Emmeline put down the scroll in her hand, gently rubbed her forehead, and then glanced at the Archduke of Marshall, who was also flipping through the 'evidence' not far away, with a frown on his face, and pursed his lips with a complex expression: " This kind of thing, which can be identified with just a little research, doesn't look like a fake. "
The Grand Duke of Marshall shook his head with a bitter look on his face and sighed deeply: "Unheard of...unheard of..."
Futaba, who was sitting next to Emmeline, tilted his head. He glanced at it and yawned lazily: "If you have time to express your emotions, you might as well seize the time and read more, although I personally feel that no matter how much you read, you won't be able to make things right. "
" In the Holy Calendar 9568, the month of Poetry, on the 4th of Melody, Rime Village in the western part of the Marshall Territory was suspected of encountering a slave-catching team. Sister Moura of the Church of the Abundance, who only survived because she went to the city to purchase food, came back the next day. At least twenty corpses were found, all of them were frail old people and children. Mora, who was almost mentally broken, immediately returned to the Fog Snow City she had just left not long ago to seek help. She first went to the Church of Abundance and explained the situation to The local bishop then went to the Wusong City Hall and has not been heard from since. However, after the Autonomous Army and the church warriors rushed to Wusong Village on the 7th of Melody, they did not find any bodies. Only what was left of the village was..."< br>
Before Grand Duke Dantès could finish reading the record in his hand, he was interrupted by Futaba.
“There were only a few empty houses left, so the nearby city hall defined this incident as a 'normal migration'. Because Rime Village is located in a remote location, only the poor nun would occasionally visit her. Going out to Wuxue City to purchase things can be said to be without proof." Futaba repeated the contents of the scroll in Dantes' hand almost verbatim, and shook his head with a sneer: "It's impossible to destroy the corpses and eliminate traces. , it can be said to be very imprudent. To be honest, if I were the person investigating this series of events, the grass on the grave of the Grand Duke of Marshall would probably be three feet high."
Similarly. Archduke Simon, who was reading a scroll, frowned slightly: "But this evidence is not enough to prove that the Archduke of Marshall is guilty, or even good enough to prove that these are related to the Marshall family."
"Oh? That's it. "Huangye glanced at him casually, took a slow sip of tea and then raised his eyebrows: "Please unfold the scroll in your hand to about sixty inches. If I remember correctly, where is it? It should record something about the chanting of the Phantom Moon on the 6th day of the year 9569 of the Holy Calendar. I hope you can read it aloud and...forget it, not everyone is as smart as me after all, just read it~"
Grand Duke Simon did not express dissatisfaction with Futaba's frivolous and sarcastic words, but quickly unfolded the scroll in his hand to the length mentioned by the other party, and indeed found a record about the Phantom Moon of 9569 in the Holy Calendar...
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"In the year 9569 of the Holy Calendar, on the Moon of Fantasy, on the 6th of Chanting, White Lion Town in the eastern part of the Marshall Territory was suspected (crossed out by a newer-looking ink) and confirmed to have encountered a Marshall family slave-catching group. After one night, only large ruins were left. There are some very obvious bandit group badges scattered in the town. According to the explanation given by the Feixiang City City Hall afterwards, the perpetrator of the tragedy in White Lion Town was the wandering bandit group "Wind Skull", but this is not the case. Chant 6 On the night of that day, a three-person adventurer team discovered a young man in the ditch east of White Lion Town. A ranger with junior pharmacist qualifications in the team rescued the man...could it be said..."
< br> Archduke Simon raised his head when he was halfway through reading, and exchanged a look with Emperor Clerval who happened to look at him.
"Witnesses, living, fresh witnesses." Futaba smiled at the two of them, and his little feet in thick-soled boots that could barely reach the ground swayed happily: "That guy's name is Tek. He was an ordinary farmer. He drank a few too many drinks in the tavern that night. Later, he was so hungover that he ran to the wild fields outside the town and vomited for half the night. When he returned, he found a lot of fierce men who were killing people. I was so frightened at that time that I ran and ran in a panic and fell into a ditch~"
Grand Duke Simon looked at Futaba with a serious face: "What did he see? Where is he now? ?”
“He saw his idol, the former deputy leader of the Buffy Sword Knights, Bokberg.” Futaba answered without thinking, and then pointed with disgust. Pointing to the scroll in Archduke Simon’s hand: “It’s written on it, don’t you know how to read it yourself?”
Simon shook his head gloomily: "It didn't say where he is now."
"It was written, but I tore it off, and here it is." Futaba seemed to be magic. He took out a stack of old parchment and said with a smile: "I can show you the testimony that Captain Ned asked from Tek. As for where he is... tsk tsk, I can only say that he has been here all these years. Life is pretty good in the territory of Archduke Dantès. The rest will have to wait until the next stage~"
Archduke Scorpius snorted, but did not say anything. He also He was also holding a scroll that looked a bit old.
“What do you think, Buffy?” The kind-hearted Archduke Dantès glanced at the Archduke Marshall and asked leisurely: “If I remember correctly...that Bockberg is indeed Buffy. The former deputy leader of the Knights of the Sword..."
The latter shrugged: "The last time I saw Old Borg was at a dinner three years ago. He said at the time that he was older. I didn’t want to get up early every day and do morning exercises with everyone, so I gave Borg a fairly generous sum of money, and I haven’t seen him since then~”
"So, you don't think that Bockberg and his people did anything outrageous in White Lion Town two years ago?" Futaba casually handed over a piece of parchment marked 'Tieke Testimony' Grand Duke Simon then showed a malicious smile to Buffy Marshall: "You believe in the loyal old Borg, right? After all, he started hanging out with you twenty years ago."
The Archduke of Marshall hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head: "To be honest, if someone asked me this question yesterday, I think I would fully vouch for Old Borg's loyalty, but now... I am not sure anymore. , because Borg is really close to Benneklaw on weekdays... so..."
"Okay, okay." Futaba smiled sarcastically, shook his head and said, "Banneklaw. , In the class, in the class, everything is related to the class anyway, anything suspicious can be related to the class, and you are not afraid to make him a joke."
The Grand Duke of Marshall blinked: " What's a joke?" "Nothing." Futaba said casually, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "So you don't rule out the possibility that the witness is not wrong, right?"
The other party nodded solemnly: "I don't know anything about these records."
"Really?"
Grand Duke Baroka suddenly raised his head from the other end of the table. , shook the scroll in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Then I wonder if you know the content above?"
"What's the content..."
"In the year 9571 of the Holy Calendar, Moon of Misty, Pray for the 8th." Grand Duke Baroka read aloud the latest-looking parchment in his hand: "The tracking finally yielded results. I found a large cellar in Mercury City in the Marshall Territory. At least sixty recently captured slaves
I originally planned to go to the Fire Claw Territory immediately after rescuing them, but the plan failed. The slaves were transferred away the next day. Fortunately, the supervisors seemed to have left temporarily. I was in the empty cellar. I found many clues, including the list of direct descendants with the Marshall family, but due to time constraints, I couldn't memorize them all or sneak them away. It was too easy for them to catch me in Mercury City. I had to be careful to hide myself until the truth came out.
I took the time to memorize a few names. Among them, the high-status contact person was called Gat. On the surface, he was the captain of the Dieyan City Autonomous Army, but in fact, he had been participating in the campaign against the Fire Claw Territory. Regarding the slave-catching plan, I think I need to break into that place. If possible, it is best to pass on the information to Chief Rhino. He is trustworthy. This is very dangerous. I know very well that the Marshall family is in the Fire Claw Territory. There are spies, but now is not the time to think about the risks.
As long as there is a little clue, even if it is just a trivial one, this criminal act that has caused countless tragedies will be completely over... Yes, I must quit the mercenary group where I am now, Then I will look for an opportunity to break into the Marshall Autonomous Army in Dieyan City and quietly investigate the Ghat. I must not implicate anyone. Hope is right in front of me. In short, I want to tell what I saw, guessed, and thought about today while I still remember it. Everything is written down...do you want to read it? Buffy! "
Baroka slammed the scroll in his hand in front of Marshall, with raging anger flashing in his eyes, and shouted to the livid latter: "Mercury City is under your nose! A cellar full of slaves! Do you know what else follows? There are seven or eight slave catching team bases also in Mercury City! The address is very detailed, very, very detailed! "
"This is impossible! "The Archduke of Marshall shook his head without thinking. He narrowed his eyes and said loudly: "Maybe I can't be sure of the previous contents myself, but the ones you just saw, Vernon, I guarantee that they do not exist! It's fake, it's a lie! ”
Archduke Fernand raised his hand tremblingly and whispered: "I saw this man named Ned saying that there are many accounts related to the slave trade hidden in Mercury City, just... right in Ba In your house, Fei, these are also..."
Marshall categorically rejected: "Illusions and lies!"
"Oh?" Futaba stood up with a smile and walked to at least In front of the Grand Duke of Marshall, who was thirty centimeters taller than him, he raised his head innocently and asked: "What do you mean, the evidence I brought is all false."
Buffy Marshall shook his head again: "No, on the contrary, I think a lot of things above may be true, but what Vernon and Mercury Core said just now are definitely false."
Emperor Clairvaux gave him a sharp look: "Why do you think so?"
"The reason is very simple, Your Majesty." Marshall gently clenched his fist and said slowly but firmly: "I stick to my previous view that this is a conspiracy. What Ms. Futaba said before is by no means groundless. Maybe this land There is indeed some despicable, shady Perhaps some shadows are growing in the Marshall Territory where I can't see them. I understand Ms. Futaba and Grand Duke Firepaw, but..."
"But hatred may have blinded their eyes~ ”
Futaba shook it with a half-smile. His long hair bounced lightly on the frame, and he continued to speak in the tone of the Grand Duke of Marshall: "So, they may add some false and very unfavorable evidence to me based on the original evidence. Just to have a grand duke punished as soon as possible, and this kind of injustice Rational actions often make us ignore the truth hidden under the surface."
Buffy Marshall was stunned for a moment. What Futaba just said almost completely revealed what he had planned. The error was not even more than five words, which made him neither surprised nor inconvenient.
"Am I very considerate~" Futaba showed a charming smile and stuck out her tongue playfully: "The Grand Duke of Marshall?"
"You..."
"It doesn't matter, I highly agree with your point of view~"
"What..."
"So, let's go to the next one now Let’s go to the link~”
Chapter 259: The End
(End of this chapter)