After she let Lize go, Odette was left alone on the sofa and read the stack of papers one by one.
The report contained the Jackpot.
It was written that Raphael was constantly buying arsenic.
Moeller doesn't know what the fact of buying arsenic means while writing this report. To me, who knew the contents of the Rescue of the Dead, the meaning was very clear.
"After all. It was Raphael who killed the Pope in his last life."
The reason why he suspected Raphael as the one who killed the Pope was that the timing was too good.
As soon as he became a candidate for the Pope, the current Pope died instantly. Even if I was lucky, it was too good.
The current Pope is old and has a chronic illness, so he seems to have been treated as a soldier in his previous life, but it was highly likely that the disease itself was caused by arsenic poisoning in the first place.
'He was already slowly addicted to it.'
After all, the Pope would never want to give Raphael the position of the next Pope. From Raphael's point of view, such a law must have been uncomfortable.
Raphael checked the address of the place where he bought arsenic. It happened to be around here.
Odette cast her eyes on Moeller's caution.
"It is disguised as a private house, but it covers almost all kinds of poisons that exist. In particular, various poisons extracted from insects are on sale."
Hmm. It was a poison extracted from insects. It's an eye-catching phrase.
'Then shall we use this as a trap to send Fernand?'
As soon as Odette saw that phrase, she thought of a very efficient way. It was a way to Charlotte and Fernand at the same time.
***
In the first class of the train that arrived at Edelweiss Station, a huge silver-haired man got off the train, chewing on a cigar that was so expensive that ordinary people would never see it in their lifetime.
The man's terrifying momentum, reminiscent of the gatekeeper of hell, caused the train passengers to avoid his surroundings in a hurry, fearing that he might get angry.
Shion threw the cigar, which was as thin as a piece of paper, into the trash can and muttered.
"Crazy monkey bastard. If I drown in the river, I'll die alone."
The transcendent is nothing more than a weapon against disaster. It is true that he can regenerate and has great power, but that does not mean that he is immortal.
If there were a fight between S-class transcendents and S-class transcendents, they could have killed each other.
'Put a human who has been electrocuted from head to toe into the river?'
What Victor did was an attempted murder, no matter how many times you look at it.
If Shion hadn't crawled out of the sea with Victor and John on his back in a dead state, all three of them would have been in the underworld by now.
Of course, he threw them away somewhere on the seashore. He just had to let them live. He doesn't have a close enough relationship to bring them to the capital.
'If you're going to kill me, you'd rather kill me two years ago.'
Odette had finally returned, so how could he kill Shion now?
If they knew the two years of his suffering after Odette's departure, even Satan would not have been able to do it.
If he had died like that, Odette would have been so troubled that she couldn't close her eyes.
"I want to get a high-end Stagecoach. I'm going to ride alone."
Shion, who went to the exit of history, gave a gold coin to the boy who was being called by the coachmen.
Running directly was faster than a wagon or a train, but Shion had insisted on riding whenever possible since his life had been taken over by hallucinations.
Moreover, his body, which had been burned by John's intellect, had not yet fully recovered.
"Bring me a coachman, and I'll give you 5 Atashas."
When he called for money that he would never see in his life, a boy in a beret rushed out to save the coachman.
Shion took his eyes off the boy and cast his gaze out of the window.
Then Shion couldn't help but doubt his eyes. It was because of a person standing in front of the station.
A mint-colored satin dress with a ribbon on the back. Shoes and bags that look like they are ivory-colored.
She was wearing a hat with a fishnet on it, but that silhouette was Odette.
She was putting something in her purse. It was a small bottle of liquid.
'Am I still hallucinating?'
But before he could doubt it, the scent of flowers that seemed to take him to heaven came over him.
A fragrance that always thrills him, no matter what he expects. This could never have been a hallucination.
Convinced of this, Shion strode toward Odette.
"Is it better?"
"Better, better!"
In history, the boy who brought the coachman and the coachman did not care at all when he called him eagerly.
Odette was embarrassed because she couldn't find a carriage. Apparently, since she was wearing a mesh cloth, it seemed to be a happening that people didn't know if she was Odette.
"But if she doesn't take off her mesh, it means that she would be in trouble if I called her Odette."
Shion walked about a step away from Odette and called to her.
"Lina."
It was a name he had become familiar with during the two years he dreamed of chasing Odette.
Odette, who was running away from his dreams, used the name "Lina' as a pseudonym.
So, it was a name that he called without much meaning.
But Odette's eyes were filled with fear as she looked back at him.
It was the expression she had made every time she was captured by Shion in his dreams.
"Your Excellency!"
Her low, trembling voice also resembled a dream.
For a moment, he almost felt that what happened in his dream was real.
Odette looked around with trembling eyes.
She closed her eyes for a moment as if to catch her breath before she slowly calmed down.
Meanwhile, the coachman and the boy stood beside him.
"Wow, you're the Marquis of Kleist! The carriage is ready for you, over there. It is a very high-quality carriage in a new carriage, so you will not have any inconvenience in getting on it. What an honor it is to have you here."
The coachman was chattering, but Shion didn't take his eyes off Odette.
'Why...? Why is Odette reacting like this?'
He felt that he couldn't miss Odette at this moment.
However, as if Shion's feelings were just an illusion, Odette's voice was clear as she greeted him.
"Good afternoon, Your Excellency."
It was then that Shion realized that he had called Odette to put her in the carriage.
Maybe it's not a mistake. Maybe his feeling is right that he shouldn't miss Odette's agitation.
But if Odette didn't want to remember, Shion didn't need to remember.
"Do you need a carriage? I'm not riding with you. I'll give you a ride."
Shion no longer makes a deal with Odette.
So, where are you going and what do you need? He didn't ask about that.
Odette does what she wants. Do not do what she does not want. Shion now decided to keep that simple principle.
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