50 Clues




 Once we were in the garden, Amira and I went to the place we wanted to go, hiding our presence.
 It was the site of Hannibal's murder, and we wanted to take a closer look at it, since we had only been able to see it for a moment.
 Now the body was buried, and the soldiers were gone.
 All right, while we're at it.

Amira, keep an eye on things.
"Yes, sir. I'll watch with the far-seeing eye.

 Amira's farsightedness allows her to see through obstacles and see far into the distance.
 If a soldier comes near, you'll have time to hide.

"Well...

 You crouch down at the spot where Hannibal's body was found.
 The grass had fallen over the body and blood was sticky.

"That's a lot of blood. Well, that's understandable if you've been cut up like that. ......?

 Looking at the fallen grass, I suddenly felt something strange.
 The tip of the grass had been cut off.
 And it was vertical.
 Hannibal's neck and lower body had been cut off.
 The slash was horizontal, so it was strange that it was vertical.
 And if you look closely, you can see that the blood is spread over a very wide area.
 It's as if it was pouring from a high place. ...... No way!
 I realized a possibility and ran up the clock tower.

 Bells tolling unnaturally in the night, grass cut lengthwise, blood spattered abnormally ......, if I'm right, that should be it.
 I climbed to the top and took a closer look at the bell.
 As I looked at it and circled around it, I found ...... it.

 There were some scratches at the junction of the bell and the ceiling.
 ...... I knew it.
 I've got an idea how they killed Hannibal.
 So there must be some clues in the direction of the scratches.
 The direction is ...... that way.
 I'll jump down from the clock tower and call Amira.

"Amira, we're good here. Let's move on.
"Yes! Sir Ranga!

 I run off with Amira in the direction of the scar.
 Soon the house comes into view.
 From the angle of ...... the place is Mizha's room?
 I'm sure you'll be happy to know that I'm not the only one.

I'm not sure if you've seen this before, but I'm sure you've.

 Mizuha seems to be confused by the sudden arrival of visitors.
 Amira tugs at my sleeve a little.
 Her face was appealing, "Would you like to use the Enchantment's magical eye? But there's no need.
 But there's no need.
 Anything I say while under the spell of the spell will be erased from my memory, and the conversation we had here could be used as testimony to hunt down the culprit.
 You can't just use fascination for everything.
 I shook my head slightly in return and looked up at Mizuha and said.

I looked up at Mizuha and said, "Yeah, my dad asked me to do something for him. He asked me to check this room to see if there was anything in there. He's busy with other stuff, so he asked me to go.
So you're Daryl's errand boy. But what is this 'thing' ......?
I can't tell you that yet, and I've been told not to. I'm sorry. Can I come in anyway?
Huh. ...... Well, that's fine then. ......

 Mizuha tilts her head, but replies without getting upset.

Please don't make too much of a mess.
Thank you!

 She opens the door and invites us in.
 The room is neat and tidy, not a speck of dust in sight.
 The curtains are thick and lacy, and there is a lamp by the window.
 The floor is covered with a thick carpet and there is a wooden desk at the end of the room.
 A magnificent bed hung by chains, shaking heavily and creaking.

"Master Ranga, you got in so easily.
"Yes, I'm glad to hear it.

 I thought I could get in by mentioning my father's name, but it was much easier than I thought.
 The room didn't look too lived-in, and I guessed that this room might have been rented.
 The servants take turns using the room.

"Mmm! Mizuha, this bed is very strange. There are chains attached to it, and it hangs from the ceiling!

 Amira, who was looking around, suddenly pointed at the bed.

This is a beastman's bed, isn't it? This is a beastman's bed. I sleep very well in it.

 Mizuha smiled and replied.
 It seems that she saw this and thought that Mizuha was suspicious, but she was wrong.
 Instead of Mizuha, I'll explain.

"Beastmen can sleep calmly in a cradle bed like that.

 Beastmen like to use rocking beds, such as hammocks and swings.
 Of course, they can sleep in ordinary places, but they can get a deeper sleep in such beds.


 It's a remnant of the time when they used to live in the trees.
 Therefore, all beastmen of a certain status use a cradle-like bed like that.
 Mizuha, who is given this bed, is treated well.

"You know very well, Master Ranga, that's true. This bed in particular is so comfortable that I've never woken up in the middle of the night. I sleep soundly until morning.
"...... Oh, really?

 I've never had a problem with that," she said, puffing out her cheeks.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a great deal more information on this subject in the future.
I'm not sure what to do.

 It's not that I didn't have my suspicions, too.
 If it was the culprit, he would have shown his face a little when he was told to check the room.
 If he was the culprit, he would have shown his face a little if he was told to search the room, but he let me in easily, so I guess Mizuha is not the culprit.
 Regardless of that, we have to trace the wound.
 When I went to the window, I found a scratch mark on the railing as well.

There's a scratch, isn't there?
Yeah, it could have led to another room. ......

 There were no other scratches in the room, as far as I could see.
 There are no other wounds in the room, not even on the entrance door, which I saw first.
 So the killer killed Hannibal from here.
 Mizuha said she was asleep that night, reading a book.
 No alibi at all.
 It's quite possible that he did it here, but ......

...... By the way, Mr. Ranga, something smells good.
"Hmm, that's what I thought.

 I'm not sure if it's a perfume or something else.
 I wonder if it's perfume.
 But it's strange to think so.

"Beastmen don't wear perfume: ......

 Yes, the smell of perfume is too strong for a beastman with an extremely good nose.
 They don't wear perfume unless they like it very much.

Yes, in fact, I didn't smell any perfume at all when I walked by Mizuha.
"So it's the residual scent of the killer's entry.

 Still, it smells like something I've smelled before.
 Let's ask him, just to be sure.

Hey, Mizuha, do you know whose perfume this is?
"Perfume? What are you talking about?
What do you mean, it smells like ...... perfume? It's just a little bit.
......? No, I have no idea. ......

 Mizha twitches her nose, but only tilts her head.
 What do you mean? If even we can understand it, how can the beastly Mizuha not?
 But Mizuha doesn't seem to be playing dumb, and she really doesn't seem to understand.

"Master Ranga, what do you mean?
"Hmm ......

 It's strange, that's for sure.
 No, it's not strange,......?
 In my brain, which is repeating ...... the thought that this is how it happened, the disparate lines came together.

I'm not sure what to make of it.

 Now, the whole mystery is finally solved.
 Now all I have to do is set the stage and hunt him down.

 I've got all the evidence.

 With all the evidence in hand, I left Mizuha's room and headed for my room.
 The only thing left to do was to hang the culprit in front of everyone, confront him with the evidence, and make him tell us everything.

 But no one would take me seriously as a child.
 So I'll do it again.
 The same way I hunted down the Death King Levanoff.

Dad's on break, right?
Yeah, I hope he's in his room. ......
Oh, you two.

 While I'm talking to Amira, I bump into my dad in the hallway.

I told her not to leave the room. I told you not to leave the room.

 The timing of the conversation was incredibly good.
 I made eye contact with Amira and nodded.

"Just as well. Dad, can I have a word?
"What? What the hell is ...... going on?

 As I was about to say this, Amira stared into my father's eyes.
 My dad's face relaxed when he saw the glint in Amira's eyes.

I'm not sure what to say.

 I'm not sure what to do.
 The other party who receives the magic eye of sleep, the highest power, will sleep for three days and three nights.

The only thing left to do is to use my father's name to gather everyone together.

 I don't know what you did this for, but I'll make you regret it.