Witnessing Lilya loudly declare her statement without any response from the High Spirit, Ben turned in disbelief. He stared at the hovering white light ball in the sky for a long time.

 

However, no matter how he glared at the white ball, it continued to float there, completely ignoring Ben’s expression.

 

“Why… why is the High Spirit not reacting at all? Clearly, that woman said that the rat was…”

 

As if he was avoiding something, Ben suddenly fell silent, not continuing his words. This left Miss Violet, who was discreetly eavesdropping using her extraordinary perception, feeling a bit regretful.

 

Which woman… was he talking about?

 

One of the thrones of the ‘Eternal Throne’?

 

Was it one of the top three, as mentioned by Prakaka?

 

As for why Lilya could confidently talk nonsense like that, it was undoubtedly related to a certain priestess.

 

A little over ten minutes ago.

 

“You said there’s a way for me to also bypass the Hall of All Spirits’ lie detection mechanism? But I don’t have any faith in any deity, so I can’t do it like Miss Edwina…”

 

Violet casually waved her hand, interrupting the princess.

 

“Oh, it’s not about faith. In the end, it’s just a set of rules with special effects. If you really want to do it, there are actually quite a few ways to counter it.”

 

Saying that, the black-haired girl approached Lilya and gently placed her hand on her shoulder.

 

The latter felt a warm sensation throughout her body, as if a golden light flowed into her, dispelling the pervasive influence of the power within the temple. It formed an invisible film on the surface of her skin.

 

“What is this?”

 

Due to absolute trust, the princess waited until Violet had completed the magic and stepped away before curiously asking.

 

“Just a little trick. With this, you can say whatever you want. With Lilya’s intelligence, I’m sure you can easily handle various situations now, hehe~”

 

In reality, Miss Violet hadn’t done anything particularly outrageous. She simply attached the seventh-level magic, “Light Elemental Spirit Summoning,” which had originally been cast on the tiger-man Kunnir, to the princess in a unique form.

 

The Light Elemental Spirit was a summoning creature at the highest level of level 70. Its level was not lower than that of the High Spirit. Whether it could defeat the latter was debatable, but if the goal was to obstruct a large-scale rule effect, it could be done effortlessly.

 

Returning to the present.

 

Because the planned frame-up did not succeed, and the Second Prince, consumed by impotent rage, perhaps did not notice…

 

In Violet’s field of vision, the individual referred to as the outsider, Mr. Ratman Prakaka, was now standing behind the Second Prince with a mischievous smile on his face.

 

The Hall of All Spirits prohibited false and vain words and violence, but it didn’t say anything about invisibility. Therefore, even with Prakaka standing openly there, the High Spirit showed no reaction.

 

And Mr. Ratman’s task was very simple.

 

Ben was not Violet, nor was he a divine messenger like Edwina. He couldn’t possibly evade the pseudo-divine-level rule investigation with his own strength. Therefore, he must be relying on some item or special object to achieve this effect.

 

The priestess had noticed earlier that Ben almost every time before speaking would seemingly casually touch a strange purple-patterned ring on his right ring finger.

 

Once or twice might be dismissed, but given the high frequency, it was clearly abnormal, and there was likely something fishy about it.

 

Regarding this, she had already warned Prakaka about it in the lounge before.

 

After Lilya clarified for herself and the deliberation once again fell into a deadlock, the priestess raised a question.

 

After all, the Second Prince spoke the truth, proving his innocence. Princess Lilya had also rejected Ben’s doubts through her actions. So, was there any significance in continuing this deliberation?

 

Calling each and every prince and princess for questioning would be too presumptuous. After all, the royal family was the royal family. Without direct evidence, even in the Hall of All Spirits deliberation, they couldn’t arbitrarily point fingers at them.

 

Mr. Herbert, the adjudicator, also realized this. After discussing with the Prime Minister and the Duke, he stood up simultaneously.

 

“It seems that both sides of this deliberation are innocent. Though it’s regrettable, for now, we can only declare…”

 

“Hold on.”

 

Herbert paused cleverly as a blue-haired girl silenced him with a raised hand. He redirected his gaze toward the princess who interrupted.

 

“Is there something else, Princess?”

 

“Nothing much. But since I, as the initiator of the deliberation, was forced to prove my innocence, as a matter of reciprocity, could the Second Prince answer a question… not directly related to this case?”

 

Though she continued to smile, Princess Lilya Melchior’s gaze directed across the seats was no longer concealing the coldness, animosity, and confidence in her eyes.

 

It was as if she had already assured herself of victory.

 

In the confirmed case of defamation, the words spoken by Prince Ban before were indeed too controversial. Helplessly, Prince Ban, whose composure was disrupted, could only reluctantly respond.

 

“Of course, what would you like to ask, Princess? If it’s about the ‘Eternal Throne,’ I believe it has already…”

 

Lilya raised her hand, and an invisible aura of authority spread, even causing Prince Ben Melchior, a member of the royal family, to pause.

 

Then, the girl slowly but persistently questioned.

 

“My question is simple, Ben Melchior. Please answer me… Two years ago, the death of the first prince, Torin Melchior of the Human United Kingdom, is it related to you!?”

 

As if stabbed by a sharp sword in the heart, the normally gentle-faced second prince’s expression stiffened. No matter how cunning he was, he never expected… that Lilya would ask such a question at this moment.

 

Did she find out something? But that incident should have been handled very discreetly!

 

Subconsciously wiping the uncontrollable cold sweat from his forehead, Ben struggled to maintain a calm appearance. He was about to touch something on his right hand and deny it…

 

But a strange sensation and the complete lack of response from the target shattered the remaining composure of the prince. His face changed dramatically!

 

Ignoring etiquette, Ben looked down.

 

He found that the important dark purple-patterned ring on his hand, for some unknown reason… had turned into a simple ring he had never seen before!

 

“You!”

 

The second prince glared angrily. Without much thought, he could guess that Lilya’s subordinates were up to something, and she had already figured out the mystery!

 

“What’s wrong, my dear elder brother? You seem to have an unpleasant expression. Could it be that you ate something bad this morning?”

 

Lilya turned around, slightly mocking with a faint smile, and her words suddenly became sharp and highly offensive.

 

“Oh, by the way, how does that saying go? Keeping silent all along might be considered as consent~”

 

“You… I…”

 

Ben, refusing to believe, touched the seemingly ordinary black ring on his hand again. Finally, he confirmed that it was just an ordinary object without any magical fluctuations. The lingering delusions finally sank into the depths of his heart.

 

After taking a few deep breaths, the prince in his thirties slowly… regained that poised and confident demeanor.

 

Just as Lilya’s heart skipped a beat, thinking that the other party might still have some hidden cards, Ben suddenly spoke, bluntly and candidly.

 

“Haha, well done. The death of Torin Melchior was indeed arranged by me. You can say, I killed my own elder brother.”