Chapter 60: Unsettling Weight
"We haven’t gathered any concrete information about them yet," Astara said, locking eyes with Captain Stanley, "but we’ve identified a pattern in their attacks." The others remained quietly seated.
"Operating at night has become their greatest advantage, especially since most people now fear venturing out after dark.
Also, given the number of disappearances, we believe there are more than just three of them—perhaps even an entire army serving under their command."
Astara’s words lingered in the air as Captain Stanley met her gaze, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips.
After much deliberation over what to tell Captain Stanley, they ultimately decided to paint Giselle as the true villain, steer the Chivalry in that direction, and hope to quietly close the case once she was arrested.
However, there were clear downsides.
Someone within the Honor Guard—or perhaps even the Honor Chivalry Association itself—was aiding Giselle, proving her influence reached unsettling heights.
This meant that trying to clear their names by convincing the Chivalry that Giselle was behind the Fools might ultimately achieve nothing.
"Is that all you’ve got? That’s a weak effort, Princess," Captain Stanley said, his expression unwavering.
Astara exchanged an uneasy glance with Daylan and Medora before her expression hardened. Clenching her fist, she spoke firmly.
"I don’t want to be part of this mission anymore. I’m leaving everything in Daylan and Medora’s hands. I trust them to handle it swiftly."