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Chapter 512

Chapter 512: 402 Chapter 512: 402 Although Aiwass originally just came to retrieve some equipment, he suddenly realized...

...he seemed to have obtained the evidence he needed.

Minister Griffiths was indeed quite cautious.

He destroyed all incoming letters as soon as they arrived and left no evidence at home; the ritual magic circles in his basement only proved he had tried to summon demons, but nothing else—it wasn’t illegal to simply try, after all, if one didn’t succeed.

Minister Griffiths himself did not possess the rank of Transcendence to explain any rituals he might have conducted.

And from the Antimony Kingdom’s side, there was clearly no provision of abnormal funds.

As the Minister of Commerce, just like his predecessor, he had all his assets in Antimony.

...

Only when he decided to flee could he truly cash in on these properties.

Of course, if he didn’t live to escape, then all this would be equivalent to a worthless promise.

So, Minister Griffiths’s finances were in order, no problems with the letters, his schedule, or his Path.

It seemed there was no evidence to be found.

But the relic that Aiwass took from his shrine was evidence in itself.

Without a doubt, in Avalon, which holds considerable sway within the Nine Pillars Divine Church, one could never find the faith of Sister Sasha.

Such a holy image could definitely not be bought in Avalon.

There were only two countries that venerated Sister Sasha: one was Irisflower, and the other was Antimony.

And he had never been to Irisflower...

Just a little investigation by the Supervisory Court would easily reveal that he had obtained it from Antimony.

Such an item would undoubtedly have to be declared at customs.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t dare display it so openly at home.

And soon, Ligeia inquired about the outcome—this was a “souvenir” that Minister Griffiths had brought back under the name of a “gift from a friend”.

As is well-known, Sister Sasha was the mother of the Blood Celestial Marshal, and the Blood Celestial Marshal was the progenitor of the Son of the Moon, born of bathing in moonlight.

The fundamental reason being that the Son of the Moon was born from a corpse, this being the miracle of “from death comes life”.

Just like the moon, after falling to the earth, it rises again, waning to transform once more into fullness.

However, as the progenitor of the Son of the Moon, the Blood Celestial Marshal chose to rebel against the way of the Pillar Gods’ Celestial Marshal.

This directly caused an internal rift within the Son of the Moon group.

The Blood Celestial Marshal himself was the ruler of the Domain of Blood, his status even exceeding that of his father, The Banqueter.

After all, as a dragon, The Banqueter neither drank blood nor consumed human flesh.

Following the Path of his father, The Banqueter, the Blood Celestial Marshal was similarly inclined towards the Path of the Feast—however, The Banqueter enjoyed proper feasts, the kind dragons relished with meat and drink, song and dance; in contrast, the Blood Celestial Marshal’s feasting tended towards sacrifices, flesh, suffering, and craving.

The Lifedrain impulse of the Son of the Moon also originated from him.

From this perspective, the Son of the Moon actually embraced four differing beliefs.

The Blood Celestial Marshal represented the most brutal and depraved vein necessitating harm to others and taking pleasure in such harm, exhibiting a strong aggression; The Banqueter represented a hedonistic faction that hid its identity and integrated into society, reveling in eternal life and pleasure for its own sake.

As the favored ones of Eternal Self, Sons of the Moon who directly believed in Eternal Self were now the least numerous; their characteristic being a sacrifice for love, madness for love.

Those without obvious tendencies all believed in Sister Sasha.

Since she was neither a Pillar God, nor an Angel Envoy, nor a Celestial Marshal, believing in Sister Sasha meant not choosing sides; she would neither assign tasks nor issue commands.

Essentially, this was the equivalent of maintaining neutrality to avoid trouble from other factions of the Son of the Moon.

Once, Sons of the Moon who believed in Eternal Self were the most numerous.

Why were ancestors worshipped more often than the Crown Lord?

Why do they also have holy images of other Celestial Marshals at home?

Faults could be found at any turn, but doing so would press them too hard.

Moreover, such an investigation wouldn’t hurt to the bone.

If someone were actually caught, they wouldn’t be sentenced for many years, only their reputation would be damaged.

Ultimately, it would only offend people—akin to reviewing all of one’s internet browsing and call history from the past year without any notice.

Someone always has some secrets that cannot see the light of day...

for instance, The Banqueter’s ritual is known to have aphrodisiac effects.

If this were exposed and made public, whether it is illegal or not is debatable, but it would certainly result in social death.

So, during the Round Table meeting the next day, when Ligeia as Aiwass’s spokesperson presented the evidence, she only issued a warning to the knights and did not truly raise a commotion.

This was already sufficient.

As long as the queen’s side showed the potential attitude of conducting a thorough investigation, the Tower Faction would inevitably cower.

After all, they were called the Tower Faction precisely because they had all taken money from the Lohar Society, forming a complete community of interests.

In the current situation where the Lohar Society itself was not very clean, a determined probe would surely uncover something.

Looking back, Griffiths could no longer wash his hands clean, while Aiwass had no breaches at present.

He seemed nothing like a young man easily handled, more like a rabid dog biting anyone in sight.

Griffiths had a private meeting to berate Aiwass at noon, and by evening he was dead, his house raided the next day, and by the third morning significant evidence of treason was presented.

—For the Round Table Hall, with an average age above fifty and a place where a proposal to raise the match tax by 1% could lead to a three-month-long meeting, Aiwass’s drive was frighteningly high.

High to an extent that was scary.

Young people have no sense of martial virtue.

One might lose an old friend in a moment of distraction.

But once the Tower Faction silenced themselves and calmed down, they were astonished to discover that the Chocolate Faction, to which Minister Griffiths himself belonged, had completely turned towards Aiwass.

They had no hostility towards Aiwass and not a single one of them spoke out for Minister Griffiths.

They even repeatedly praised Aiwass’s high action capacity; it was all acclaim.

In fact, just the day before—just as Aiwass had returned from Griffiths Manor to the Hall of Silver and Tin, he had received more than a dozen letters, all from ministers of the Chocolate Faction.

Without exception, without omission, they all showed submission.

The situation Aiwass had previously imagined, “if someone did not write a letter,” never occurred.

They truly were the seasoned ministers, after all.

Compared with the younger, more arrogant Tower Faction, they were indeed a bit more with the times.

They had obviously been waiting for a reply for a long time, and if Aiwass did not respond, they probably would not be able to sleep out of anxiety.

So Aiwass wrote back to them all that night, praising them and specifically pointing out that “since everyone wrote a letter, this matter ends here.”

The next morning, the Chocolate Faction ministers visibly relaxed.

In such a situation, members of the other factions immediately sensed a change in the wind.

Even though they had perhaps not grasped the specifics, they were always opportunistic.

Now, on the Round Table, there were no longer any voices attacking Aiwass or belittling Isabel.

Some even politely invited Ligeia to have Aiwass come to a meeting, their attitude having become much friendlier than the day before, a complete turnaround.

And this was only the third day since Isabel ascended to the throne.