"Oops, we can't do this. We have to hurry!

　He ran up the stairs again and passed through a long corridor. In front of the room at the end of the hall, a kinsman, who was under heavy guard, noticed the duke and, bowing his head reverently, opened the large door behind him.

''Brother!''

　When the duke burst into the room, several people were gathered around a luxurious canopied bed in the sunlight streaming in through a wall full of windows. All of them looked with a wistful look at the figure lying there, perhaps that one was the king.
　A girl sits on the bed and holds the hand of the lying king. Beside her, a woman sits in a chair, fighting back tears; an old man in a gray robe, standing with a sedated look on his face; a woman with a golden tin cane and jade-green hair, her eyes downcast; a fine bearded man in a military uniform, his shoulders shaking with anger.
　The duke advances briskly to the side of the bed, and calls out to the old man in grey robes.

'What is your brother's condition!
'I've tried many things, but I've never seen the poison of these symptoms........'

　The old man closed his eyelids and shook his head quietly to the side. At that moment, the king opened his mouth in a faint voice.

''Al........''
Brother!
"....my wife and daughter... please... you... will... make... the alliance with the kingdom of Mistmid... ...
'Lord Winterfellas!　Please!

　I was watching the situation from a distance and when I ran up to him, a bearded man in a military uniform tried to blame me for it, but was blocked by the duke beside me.
　The king looked at me with cloudy, fish-like eyes and asked who was it?　He moved his mouth, but it was not in his voice. A pale face, dry lips, and weak breathing, the very face of death floated in the air. This one must hurry.
　He concentrated his magic power and held his palm up to the king.

I'm going to have to concentrate my magic and hold my palm up to the king.

　A soft light flowed from my palm to the king's. Eventually, as it subsided, the king's breathing changed to a calmer one, and his complexion improved as I watched.
　Crackling and blinking repeatedly, life returned to his eyes, and eventually, with a gulp, he brought his upper body up vigorously.

'Father!'
You!

　The king was holding and opening his palms as he looked at the squirming girl and woman.

'....It's nothing. The pain from earlier has vanished as if it were a lie.
Your Majesty!

　An old man in gray robes takes the king's hand, taking his pulse and looking into his eyes. This man is a doctor. I see.

"You are in perfect health, sir. I don't believe this is happening...

　Despite the stunned doctor, the king turned his attention to me.

'Al...Alfred. Who is this guy?
"This is Fuyoru Mochizuki-dono, the man who healed my wife's eye. You came to my house by chance, and I brought you here. I thought he would be able to help your brother.
...Uh, hi. My name is Fuyao Mochizuki.

　I didn't know what to say to him, so I said something stupid. Was it bad for the king?

"I see, Lord Eren's...!　Thanks for the help, I thank you!

　The king returned my thanks and I was unsure how to respond when the bearded man banged on my back. Hey, that hurts!

'You have done well to save your Majesty!　You mean, Lord Winterfellas?　I love it!

　The bearded father who still comes banging on it. So he says it hurts!

General, that's enough. But that's the attributeless magic "recovery". Interesting.

　A woman with a golden tin cane stopped my bearded father with a smile. ''Thank God.

''Brother, so regarding the ambassador of the Kingdom of Mismid...''
What about the ambassador?
He is being held by the Count of Barca as the ringleader of your brother's assassination. What can I do for you?
'Nonsense!　What did my mismid have to gain by killing me?　This is the work of another who thinks I'm in the way!

　The king assures me. If that's the case, I'm still suspicious of that toad.

'But the fact is that His Majesty fell ill after drinking the wine the ambassador gave him. Many people saw the scene. As long as those charges are not erased...
Um....

　The king ponders the words of the bearded general. 'Well, can't we release him until he proves his innocence?

'We didn't even know what kind of poison was used. It could be a special kind of poison used by beastmen. We need to find out that first...　

　The old man, his doctor, murmured in annoyance.

'In the meantime, let's see the ambassador. Go get him, General Leon.
"Ha.

　The bearded father leaves the room quickly.
　Perhaps the ambassador has been framed. He kills the king who is in his way and blames the ambassador for the crime. Creates a rift between the two countries and starts a war in the name of a greater cause.... It's pretty straightforward.

Well......

　As I was thinking about it in silence, a voice called out to me in a sardonic tone. When I looked up, I saw the princess - or was it Yumina, as I recall - standing there, looking at me.
　I'm sure she's a couple of years older than Suu, maybe 12 or 13. She also had blonde hair just like Suu, and her big eyes were cute, but if you look closely, the color of her eyes were different on each side. The right one is blue and the left one is green. Is it called an odd eye? She was wearing a white fluffy dress and a silver hair ornament shining on her head.

''Thank you for saving your father.

　He bowed deeply as he said that. You're a polite girl. I'm glad I'm not a selfish, high-handed princess or something.

''No, don't worry about it. I'm glad you're feeling better.''

　It's a bit embarrassing to be thanked again, so I put on a smile to cover it up. However, the princess kept staring at me. Eh, what?

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"Umm....what is it?

　I couldn't help myself from the hot gaze and asked as I looked away from her. Eventually, the princess opened her mouth in a small way, her cheeks slightly stained.

''........Do you dislike younger people?''
...Yes?

　He nodded his head, unsure of the purpose of the question. Just then, the door was opened and General Beard and followed by a beastly woman around 20 years old, who entered the room. Huh?　That man....

Olga Strand, good evening.

　A beastly woman kneels down on one knee and bows her head in front of the king sitting on the bed. On her head stood the ears of a beast with a beast's ears peaked. A tail extends from her waist. A fox.

''I'll be blunt. Did you come to this country to kill me?
'I swear it won't be like that!　I refuse to poison you, Your Majesty!
'Of course. You are not one to do such a foolish thing. I believe you.

　Ambassador Mismid smiled with relief at the king's smile as he said this.

'But it is true that the wine the ambassador gave me was poisoned. What will you do with it, sir?
That's not...

　The fox-beast man nodded emphatically at the words of the sister with the tin cane standing beside the king. There would be no evidence of his innocence. The woman with the tin cane didn't feel like she was blaming him for it either, but rather it was more like a question of what to do about it. Hmm.....

'Do you have a minute?'
"Lord Winterfellas?
Oh, you're...!

　The fox sister is surprised to see me who called out to her. Ah, it's the older sister from back then, after all. She's the older sister of Alma, the fox beastman's child who got lost in the capital before. Origa-san, is her name?

"You are acquainted with the ambassador?
'I got to know your sister pretty well. That's when I got a little. Well, I'll leave it at that.

　I flush the Duke's question and show him a gesture to put the box to the side, but everyone doesn't respond. Crap!
　I ask General Beard what was on my mind earlier.

'Where is the place where the king fell?'
It's a big dining room for meeting with dignitaries but what of it?
Is the scene the same as it was when you fell?
'Oh?　Yeah, it's still there, but no, we've only taken the wine out and are continuing to test it to identify the poison, but...

　And they haven't detected it yet. Maybe it's a thing. A common trick. It's not really a trick. That's the kind of thing you get when you find out there's no poison in the wine. It's too sloppy. Let's just check it out.

"Can you take me back to the room, please? We might be able to figure out the guy's guilt.

　They all looked at each other, but the king's permission was granted, and I was ushered into that room by General Leon.
　The room was a large hall, with a fireplace built of white brick and dark blue curtains in a single window facing the garden. The walls were lined with paintings, probably expensive, and the ceiling was lavishly decorated with an ornate chandelier. A long table with a white tablecloth, with a silver candelabrum and dishes left intact with the food on it.
　I asked the general to bring me the example wine.

''Is this wine rare?''
I'm not sure. The ambassador said it was made in a village in Mismid, and it's quite valuable.
I see.

　Let's see.

Search for poison.

　Activate the search magic. I look at the wine, then at the room, then at the table. Hmm, I knew it. Well, I'm sure everyone will have noticed it eventually, but they don't have the ability to use search magic like I do.
　Now, what to do. It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what to do. It's a good idea to have a good idea of what to expect, though. If he fails, he'll be at least suspected, right?

That's about right. General, you must invite all the kings to join us. Oh, and Count Balsa, too. And if you could do me a favor...
Please?

　The General twisted his head curiously, but he agreed to do me a small favor. If you don't have any conclusive evidence, it's only until you confess.
　Let's see, I'll give you a play.