Chapter 397 The Sun King: The God of Art, it really makes me happy! (7K)
The hall fell into dead silence.
Yeats looked at the parchment note left in the empty glass cabinet and remained silent.
The diamond was stolen, but clues were deliberately left behind. This was undoubtedly a great provocation to the Sun King.
With Lewis's character with his eyes higher than his head, he was probably furious at this moment, but he just suppressed it and didn't have an attack.
But... what does he mean by calling me here?
Yeats' thoughts were like lightning.
Do you doubt me? Or are you going to let me find the murderer?
Or do you just regard me as a friend and think I am trustworthy?
Yeats kept it quiet and secretly observed the Sun King's face. He saw that there was no expression on his handsome face, but there was a bit of frost hidden in his eyes.
The dark key imprint on the parchment was so dazzling that it was imprinted on the eyes of Sun King Louis. His nails dug into his palms, and a low pressure enveloped everyone.
"The mark of the Thieves Guild..." Louis twitched the corners of his mouth and chuckled, "Well done..."
Yeats's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help but think of the origin of this key mark.
The Thieves Guild, the Assassin's League, and the Night Cloak all belonged to the same family hundreds of years ago. They all belonged to the forces under the camp of the Night Goddess. Later, a human demigod thief, 'Nightingale', stole the artifact [Skeleton] hidden inside the [Night Tower]. Key], and split some forces from the Dark Night Sect to form the Brotherhood of Thieves.
The image of the artifact [Skull Key] is a lock-picking tool that can pick open all locks in the world, including conceptual "locks" such as barriers and door and window passages. According to legend, the ‘Nightingale’ once used the skull key to sneak into the real tomb of the Great Lorraine and steal the priceless burial objects.
This key later became the sigil of the Brotherhood of Thieves.
The members of the Brotherhood of Thieves are generally atheists. This may be related to the fact that their founder once betrayed the goddess of the night. From smuggling banned drugs to theft, kidnapping, and trafficking, they are only interested in profit, and their reputation is much worse than that of the League of Assassins.
Probably in the past few decades, Ms. Black Rose emerged, reorganized the Brotherhood of Thieves into the "Thieves' Guild", vigorously suppressed drugs, integrated business, formulated treaties, and claimed that this was a "renaissance."
According to the "Three Taboos", members of the Thieves Guild are not allowed to steal from their companions, are not allowed to steal from the poor, and are not allowed to kill others unless necessary.
The Thieves Guild has a good reputation among the people, and Ms. Black Rose even has the demeanor of "Roland's Godfather of the Gang".
"Did Ms. Black Rose steal the diamond herself?"
Yeats thought to himself: "With the artifact [Skull Key] in her hand, it is easy to take away the diamonds without destroying the glass cabinet!"
The female knight Violet had a stern face, knelt down on one knee, lowered her head deeply, and said:
"Your Majesty, do you need me to seal off the mansion?"
Louis raised his palm to signal Violet not to disturb the guests, and said coldly:
"This is just a small matter. I will be able to find out the real culprit soon without having to mobilize troops... I just feel guilty."
Louis turned around and looked deeply at Yeats.
"I promised you that I would show you the collection that I am proud of, but as you can see, an accident happened that even I had not expected..."
Louis' eyes were full of sincerity, he sighed softly and said:
"The reason why I summoned you here is that I hope you will not doubt my sincerity... I have always had high respect for art and will never deceive you!"
Why does this line smell like male ketone?
Yeats coughed slightly and said: "If there is any need for my help, His Majesty King Roland, just give me your orders. I have some experience in solving cases..."
Hearing this, Lewis's eyes moved slightly and he muttered:
"I have heard about your deeds. When the Lionheart King eradicated the Scarlet Society, you made great contributions to him. You are worthy of being a hero of the Golden Lion Kingdom."
"However, you are a foreign envoy after all. Roland's omissions should be resolved by the Roland people themselves."
Lewis paused for a moment, the clouds in his eyes quietly dissipated, he smiled slightly at Yeats and said:
"Your Excellency, please continue with the dance."
After saying that, Louis looked at the glass cabinet, no longer paying attention to Yeats, and his eyes were focused, as if thinking about how the murderer took away the diamond without alerting anyone.
Violet still kept her kneeling posture... Seeing this, Yeats understood that Louis planned to hand over the important task of investigating the murderer to Violet, the leader of the Dragon Eagle Knights.
It can be deduced from this that this female knight Violet should be Louis' close confidant, otherwise it would be impossible to know Louis' life experience and habits so well.
Yeats was about to leave, but Mammon stopped him.
"The aura that remains here...is left by a diamond called "Dawn Star". ”
The feeling of Mammon came from the golden ring, the words were filled with deep desire, and the breathing seemed a little tight.
"The morning star symbolizes the predecessor of the devil Lucifer, the morning star Lucifer!"
Yeats wanted to say, calm down. Now this diamond has been stolen and its whereabouts are unknown. Maybe the leader of the Thieves Guild took action himself.
But Mammon has obviously taken it upon herself to show her uncontrollable greed for the first time in front of Yeats.
"You must get that diamond at all costs, Yeats!"
Mammon spoke faster.
"That diamond is an unimaginable treasure, and it is also the most shining gemstone on the Nibelung ring!"
"Even if you get it, it's still my gem, what does it have to do with you?" Yeats emphasized the priority.
"My true body has never tasted Lucifer's diamond, so it's enough for me to play with "Dawn Star"! ”
With the illusion of a black cat appearing in front of his eyes, Mammon licked the cat's paw pads and said greedily:
"I am 1,200 years old this year. I have earned thousands of gems in vain, so I must have this one!"
The fanatical greed and desire even disturbed Yeats's mind. He was in a daze for a moment, then recovered quickly and said immediately:
"Please calm down for a while!"
The voice in the ring quieted down, but the magic power derived from the Golden Rule still surged in Yeats' soul realm, seeming to entangle him and urge him to make a decision as soon as possible.
If the mental offensive were not ineffective against Yeats, it would be easy for this familiar to turn against him and become a slave of the God of Greed.
Yeats secretly raised his guard against Mammon again... Although he looked cute, after all, he was also a clone of the devil!
"Diamond, diamond, diamond, my diamond!" Mammon said crazily.
"I know!" Yeats' ears buzzed and his forehead twitched, "I'll figure this out!"
Louis opened the glass cabinet and held the note with the key imprint in his palm. Immediately, he looked back at Yeats, seeming to wonder why Yeats hadn't left yet.
Yeats pondered: "Your Majesty King Roland, I thought of something related to the Thieves Guild, and I feel it is necessary to report it to you."
"Thieves' Guild?" Louis clenched the palm of his hand holding the note and whispered, "Speak!"
Yeats briefly summarized the incident of being robbed by an airship on his way to the Kingdom of Roland, and said that the "Ms. Black Rose" of the Thieves Guild was behind the incident.
"I have heard the name of this 'Black Rose Lady' in the Golden Lion Kingdom."
Yeats said: "There are rumors that she is not a real person, but just a code name circulated in the Thieves Guild. There are men and women in 'Black Rose'..."
"Your Majesty... In my opinion, Ms. Black Rose is indeed a real person." Violet, the leader of the Dragon Eagle Knights, stood up and said, "She is the leader of the Thieves Guild. I have arrested many thieves under my command. Their confessions There are many references to Lady Black Rose.”
Violet paused and said: "However, even the top leaders within the union don't know who Ms. Black Rose's true identity is... She has always relied on messengers or stand-ins to deliver orders and information, and has never truly Show up."
Louis narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Yeats, and said, "So, do you think... the diamond was stolen by Ms. Black Rose herself?"
Yeats was noncommittal and said: "I just think that only the leader of the Thieves Guild who has never shown up could possess such superb stealing skills and be able to steal diamonds without being noticed in front of many six-ring masters."
Violet frowned slightly and said: "But why did the Thieves Guild deliberately leave clues? This note seems to be a clear instruction for people to investigate the Thieves Guild."
"There are two possibilities. The first is to frame the crime. It was not the Thieves' Guild that stole the diamonds, but other forces."
Yeats deduced: "Another possibility is that the Thieves Guild wants to convey some kind of message by leaving a note."
"What information?" Louis asked.
Yeats shook his head and said: "I can't deduce more, but this is the only clue after all. I think we will gain something by investigating the thieves' union in Paris."
Lewis was thoughtful, raised the corners of his mouth, and praised:
"They say the Honeysuckle Duke is a good judge of words, and he certainly deserves his reputation."
"Your Majesty is overly complimentary." Yeats said politely at first, and then threw out the words he had prepared.
"Besides."
Yeats's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Whether it was someone from the Thieves Guild or not, the fact that the thieves were able to sneak into the mansion is very likely because there is a hidden danger within the palace!"
The shocking words made Violet's eyes widen and she said at a loss for words: "This..."
Louis' eyes suddenly changed, and a coldness enveloped Yeats.
Outsiders' unreasonable judgment of King Roland's court is undoubtedly a challenge to King Roland's authority!
However, as a young hero, Louis quickly understood that Yeats's inference was not without purpose...
Indeed, it is possible that the diamond disappeared with the help of spies.
If there is a mole within the palace, it will be twice as difficult to investigate this case. After all, the possibility of the mole leaking the news cannot be ruled out!
unless.
Unless a third party other than the Roland royal family and the Thieves Guild is found to investigate the case.
Thinking of this, Louis' eyes fixed on Yeats, his eyes flickering slightly.
It's just... is this person really trustworthy?
The room fell silent again.
Louis frowned slightly and paced back and forth in the room. The enthusiastic violin sound outside sounded particularly harsh, making his shoulders tremble slightly.
After taking a few deep breaths, Louis made up his mind, looked at Yeats, showed a gentle smile, and said slowly:
"The Duke of Honeysuckle came from afar, and I should have entertained him well, but the valuable treasure was stolen, which made me unable to sleep or eat well for a while... I have a request, and I hope you can listen to it."
Yeats's heart moved, and he realized that he was deceived by him, and King Roland really took the bait!
Since he was a foreign envoy, even if he wanted to investigate the diamond theft case, he would not be able to self-recommend. King Roland could only do so himself.
Yeats' previous remarks about being a spy were just for King Roland to choose an outsider as the person to investigate the case.
But King Roland was a young hero after all, and it was difficult to protect his thoughts from being seen through by the other party, so Yeats became increasingly cautious.
"Your Majesty wants me to investigate the diamond theft case?" Yeats asked.
Louis nodded, secretly observed Yeats's reaction, and said:
"If the stolen diamonds can be recovered, the Roland royal family will be deeply grateful!"
Yeats shook his head and declined: "I am here to participate in the duel meeting. I don't have the energy to deal with other affairs. Please don't blame me."
Hear the words.
Lewis's guard became less guarded.
Yeats's spy remarks just now made Louis a little suspicious, as if Yeats was deliberately recommending himself.
But now he was pushing back, which made Louis feel more at ease.
As the king of a country, Louis could not really hand over the affairs of his country to a foreign envoy. Wouldn't this undermine the prestige of the noble Sun King?
As arrogant as Louis is, he would never do such a stupid thing!
After some testing by both parties, Louis became more friendly towards Yeats and said with a smile:
"This is what it should be! You should focus on preparing for the duel tournament! I will discuss the candidates for investigating this case..."
A glimmer of light flashed in Yeats's eyes, and he said with a smile: "If your Majesty doesn't mind, I have a candidate who I can recommend to your Majesty."
"Who?" Lewis said.
"Captain of the Dragon Eagle Knights, Violet." Yeats said calmly.
Violet raised her violet eyes and looked at Yeats in surprise.
Louis's eyes lit up slightly. Yeats's proposed candidate just touched his heart, and he said calmly: "Oh? Why recommend her?"
Yeats smiled and said: "I will tell you the truth, your Majesty, you asked Violet to follow me, which makes me very uncomfortable. If she goes to investigate this case, I can also be clean..."
Violet's face was expressionless, but she felt a sense of embarrassment in her heart, as if her identity as an undercover agent had been exposed.
Violet, the Duke's daughter, has three generations of dragon hawk knights in her ancestors. She doesn't have to show off to others, so it's really difficult for her to hide her feelings.
Louis chose Violet as his confidant precisely because he didn't have a city.
A scheming fox, of course, wants the people around him to be as pure as possible. "What's more, Knight Commander Violet is extremely powerful, and his subordinates are well aware of Roland's underground gang forces. He is the best candidate to investigate this case." Yeats said.
There was a brief silence in the room.
Suddenly, Louis laughed.
Smart people do smart things, and Art Chosen did not overstep his bounds, and his ideas were the same as those of the Sun King Hero.
The Art God’s Choice really makes me happy!
Louis smiled and said:
"Okay, I'll give Violet the new task and won't let her bother you again!"
"Speaking of which, in two days' time, there will be the opening ceremony of the duel conference. On the day of the ceremony, there will be your first round of duel."
Louis patted Yeats on the shoulder and said affectionately: "When the time comes, I will be there in person to cheer you on! Looking forward to Duke Honeysuckle's performance... Your Excellency, don't let me down!"
After walking out of the room, Mamen's complaining voice sounded.
"He asked you to investigate the case of diamond theft. Why didn't you do it? Wouldn't this allow you to embezzle the diamonds openly?"
"What can you and I think of, but what the arrogant Louis can't think of?"
Yeats said: "If I agree to him, it will arouse his suspicion and think that I, a foreigner, am too transgressive! From now on, I will be restricted everywhere in the Kingdom of Roland, so how can I collect other demonic artifacts!"
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Mammen was startled, feeling that what Yeats said was unexpectedly reasonable, and muttered:
"The cat's brain is really not as good as the main body... Now the brain can't move as fast as Yeats."
"You are not as smart as me." Yeats said.
"Nonsense! I just want to save money and don't want to consume too much mental energy!" Mamen said.
The existence of the familiar demon Mammon is mainly maintained by krypton gold. Compared with the main body of the great demon Mammon, the intelligence of this consciousness has dropped significantly, which also gave Yeats the confidence to deceive it.
If the true form of Mammon, the God of Greed, was with him, Yeats would not be able to eat anything. After all, drilling teeth can't suppress Mammon, and Daisy, who is on the same level as Mammon, is a dragon with no tail in sight.
Compared with this, the Mammon Familiar Cat version looks much cuter!
"Don't worry, someone will get the [Morning Star] for us." Yeats already had a specific plan in his heart, and said calmly, "The key is to find out the true identity of Ms. Black Rose... Let someone else do it for us. Let’s get things done!”
To be honest, Yeats was very interested in the artifact [Skull Key] in the hands of Ms. Black Rose.
That was the treasure of the Dark Night Sect, hidden in the Dark Night Tower, and later stolen by the leader of the first Brotherhood of Thieves...
As the Chosen One of the Dark Night Gods, I should return this treasure to its original place!
Mammon suddenly said: "I understand! The reason why you recommended that female knight to investigate this case is because you want to use her as your pawn!"
Yeats said: "What the chess piece said is ugly. We are mutually beneficial. She dug out the truth and I got the diamond. It's a win-win situation!"
Zuan Ya complained: "You win twice, that's why it's called a win-win, right?"
The black cat couldn't help but feel a strong fear... I also have to be careful about Yeats, this guy's calculations are too deep, and sometimes he is even greedier than me!
The night is already dark.
The lights flowing from the mansion are still bright.
The dance music of the ball continued until the last song, and the drunken guests dispersed in twos and threes, took carriages back to the manor, or simply fell asleep in the guest rooms of the mansion.
Violet, who took over the investigation of the diamond theft case, was still a little dazed. She took Yeats's arm and left the mansion in a mess.
The cold wind at night stirred up a small shiver on Violet's snow-covered neck. Only then did she come back to her senses, raised her violet eyes to look at Yeats, and asked for help:
"Your Excellency the Duke... I have no clue how to investigate this case! Please give me some advice!"
Violet listened to Yeats's analysis and was already convinced by him.
Facing this distinguished guest who was appreciated by His Majesty, Violet instinctively developed trust and began to seek his off-site assistance.
King Roland would not have thought that the cronies he sent to follow Yeats would trust the target so quickly... And this was actually due to Yeats pulling King Roland's tiger skin as a banner and claiming that he was Friend of King Roland!
Yeats said calmly: "There are many people here and it is not suitable for discussion... You can come to the palace to see me tomorrow afternoon and I will think of a solution for you."
Violet's eyes showed deep gratitude, she bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, Your Excellency, Duke!"
Yeats glanced at the scene and was slightly startled.
Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing earlier?
The two of them said goodbye at the corner of the fork in the road. The street lamps were streaming with orange light. She summoned the Dragon Eagle King from the demon pet plane and disappeared into the night under the evening breeze.
As soon as Yeats turned around, he felt a probing breath coming towards him. This breath was not hostile, as if he was just very curious about Yeats's strength, and he inquired back and forth for a long time.
"Sir, what does this mean?" Yeats frowned slightly.
Walking out from behind the tree was a silver-haired Galina dressed in black armor and an eye patch, who looked exactly like 2B. She seemed to be able to see Yeats clearly through the eye patch, looked up and down, and said softly:
"Golden Lion Man?"
"So what?"
"Do me a favor."
"No help."
"I have money." Galina thought for a moment, "a lot."
Yeats almost laughed in anger. He was blocking the road in the middle of the night and started talking nonsense. This guy couldn't be a naturally stupid type, right?
Seeing that the other party was not hostile, Yeats dissipated the flashing technique brewing in his palm and cleared his throat:
"What's the favor? You tell me first and I'll see if I can help!"
"There is a Duke of Golden Lion named Hudson. Do you know him?" Galina asked softly.
Duke of Hudson?
This name is so familiar... Yeats thought hard for a long time before he suddenly realized it.
This is the former Duke who competed with Thomas for Wick Harbor, lost to Thomas, and retired sadly in the power struggle!
"The Duke of Hudson in the Northern Province?" Yeats said, "He was deprived of his title...and now his son, Young Hudson, is the Earl of the family."
Galina tilted her head and asked abruptly: "You are a Duke, right?"
Yeats nodded.
Galina said: "Honeysuckle is somewhere in the Golden Lion."
Yeats had no choice but to coax a child and said patiently: "Honeysuckle is not a place name, but a title. My territory is in the Morning Frost Ridge in the north of Golden Lion... and is rich in whiskey."
Galina frowned slightly and said: "Whiskey tastes bad."
Yeats: "..."
Silence fell between the two, and the embarrassing silence continued to spread.
Galina said: "Do me a favor."
Isn’t this coming back again? Yeats couldn't stand it anymore and said:
"What are you busy with? You should tell me!"
Galina took half a step back, as if flinching, then touched her arms and took out a money bag.
"I'll give this to you first."
Galina threw the purse to Yeats, and Yeats took it quickly with quick eyes and hands. He found that the weight was very light, and it jingled with the sound of jade.
When he opened it, Yeats was shocked. The wallet was actually filled with crystal clear gems, such as onyx, sapphire, green jade... exuding a strong elemental atmosphere, each of which was worth thousands of gold!
Just threw a bag of gems at me?
Yeats looked at Galina in shock and confusion.
Is this some kind of lucky NPC that refreshes on the roadside? Reward tens of thousands of gold coins for a disagreement?
Galina said: "This money is for me to redeem something from Hudson..."
Yeats was surprised and said: "What?"
Galina didn't answer, but raised her head and glanced at the night sky.
Yeats also raised his head. The moonlight was particularly bright, and the silver full moon hung high in the sky. Yeats was particularly benefited from the full divinity of the moonlight.
When he lowered his head again, Galina had disappeared.
Shaking the money bag in his hand, Yeats looked confused.
Isn't it... a good person who disappears in the middle of his words?
Mammon sighed: "The [luck of wealth] brought by the ring has worked! This time I actually gave you a bag of gems directly!"
Yeats said harshly: "Don't think I don't know! While the ring brings wealth, it will also bring a lot of trouble!"
"Never mind it!" Mamen said in her heart, it's Yeats's trouble anyway, don't care about my business~
As the evening breeze blew, Yeats calmed down, looked at the money bag in his palm, and fell into deep thought.
In the middle of her words, Galina said she wanted me to take the money and go to Hudson to redeem something...
What is so expensive that Master Sixth Ring needs to commission someone else to do it?
How could she find me?
Could it be that I have a small status in the Golden Lion?
Yeats was confused, and then his brows gradually relaxed, his eyes flickered, and a suspicion came to his mind.
Galina's ancestor once fought in the battlefield with Joan of Arc. Could it be that she wanted something I redeemed...
"This woman is elusive." Yeats shook his head and murmured to himself, "I remember that she is also going to participate in the duel meeting. I'll talk to her when we meet at the venue."
The next day.
As agreed, Violet came to visit.
Yeats invited her to sit down in the study, ordered the dialing robot to bring black tea and desserts, and said:
"I have prepared afternoon tea with my own hands. You can enjoy it with me."
The majestic Duke actually prepares his own tea?
Violet was a little strange, her violet eyes were full of restraint, her waist was straight, she put her hands on her knees and said:
"I don't dare to make mistakes... I just want to ask you for advice, how should I start the case of diamond theft?"
Yeats personally made a cup of black tea for Violet: "A treat."
The heat was rising, and Violet was shocked and said: "A treat?!"
"In the final analysis, the Thieves' Guild is just an underground gang force in Roland, and there are bound to be many members who are dissatisfied with Ms. Black Rose."
Yeats lowered his eyes, brewed hot tea, and said:
"Since you are an imperial envoy sent by King Roland, you have the privilege of life and death over the Thieves Guild. Why not win over some people first, divide another group, stir up conflicts within the union, and watch the union collapse from within... At this time, the Thieves Guild must If there is a stable situation, the person involved will come forward, and Ms. Black Rose will naturally surface.”
"Either treat, behead, or accept as a dog." Yeats said with a smile, "Let's start with the treat."
Violet's pupils shrank, she stretched out her trembling hands and held up the hot tea cup. Her heart was filled with fear and awe. She swallowed dryly and said in a trembling voice:
"I've been taught... Your Excellency the Duke!"
He is about the same age as His Majesty, and his mind is just as complex.
Violet is convinced...the two of them are indeed sympathizing friends!
Yeats thought to himself.
Of course, Ms. Black Rose who appears at that time may not necessarily be the real Black Rose.
She could have chosen a scapegoat, sacrificed the chess piece, and escaped.
When that stage comes, it's her turn to compete with the real Black Rose... Whether the 'Morning Star' diamond is in her hands or not, and what kind of extraordinary effects this arrogant demon god's ritual tool has, all have to wait until she unveils the veil. Only then will you know!
Suddenly, Violet put down her fork, covered her mouth with one hand, and her eyes shimmered with surprise.
"What's wrong?" Yeats asked.
Violet's cheeks were slightly red and she whispered:
"The cake you made...is so delicious!"
Yeats: "..."
Spice, I added spice!
(End of chapter)