Westminster Bank

Fla told him everything about Anthony. From her expression and her words, Baron slowly pieced the story together in his mind.

As he’d suspected, his former brother-in-law had learned of Lankao’s Twin experiment and knew that another woman’s spirit resided in his sister’s body. By spending every day with her, he had, unsurprisingly, become something of an obsessive—falling in love with the woman inside his sister’s body.

Although Baron found it a bit hard to understand, it did explain why, whenever he looked through old newspapers, he always saw his brother-in-law slandering and mocking his former self.

It was probably around the time Fla appeared that his brother-in-law stopped seeing Baron as a brother-in-law and started seeing him as a rival in love. That was also when Freya announced at the London Tower that she was unilaterally breaking off her engagement with the Constantine Family.

And as for Anthony’s death...

Fla’s eyes were downcast. The expression on her delicate, pointed face made her look like a little girl.

Baron adopted a listening posture. He was eager to shed his fugitive status and live out in the open like a foxtail grass in the sun—’though the United Kingdom rarely sees any sun.’

"Anthony’s death is indeed related to me... Because of my existence, he was deceived by the Dragon Eater Association. He planned to threaten Mr. Lankao with his wife and daughter to force him to remove Freya’s spirit from the body... so that I could possess this body forever..."

Baron: "..."

’Wait, what? That’s insane. He fell in love with the spirit in his sister’s body, and to see her every day, he decided his own sister’s spirit had to die? Was Anthony that twisted? A true "Pure Love Warrior"... No, wait. In terms of physical age, Anthony was over ten years older than Freya. That makes him a classic Alchemist.’

Ah.

Baron’s worldview was shattered yet again. ’The ethics of this Fantasy World are really that messed up? Anthony, what a piece of work.’

Although, Baron suspected a part of it was that Freya had been so willful that she’d driven her own brother to murderous thoughts.

Fla said, "Actually, this was all a conspiracy by the Dragon Eater Association. They had their eyes on the Lancelot’s Family’s bloodline for a long time. Because of the pact made with the Red Dragon to guard the Traitor’s Cliff, the Old Blood heirs of the Lancelot’s Family all carry a certain amount of Red Dragon Aura in their bodies...

"This aura is extremely useful for the Dragon Eater Association’s Dragon Attendants. That’s also why the Dragon Eater Association appeared in the Dracul Mountain Range. They originally had a plan to use the Dragon Spear to kill the Trial Takers from the Old Blood Clans and Law Enforcement Clans present, allowing their souls to be tainted with Ancient Dragon Aura, which would then be used as material to create Dragon Attendants."

"And Anthony, as a Silver Tier Contract Knight who possessed both the Red Dragon Aura and Old Blood, was naturally targeted by those people from the Dragon Eater Association."

"So, you were manipulated by the Dragon Eater Association into killing Anthony... The Canaan Tree staff and the Mistletoe juice were your doing. To protect Freya, and also Lankao, you lured Anthony to that bar and killed him... then conveniently framed me, who just happened to be in London selling bank insurance."

Baron’s tone was calm. "Is that a correct understanding, Miss Fula?"

"Or perhaps," he said softly, "the reason I was in London selling insurance at that time was also because of you—that is, the Dragon Eater Association. Correct?"

Just as Fla was about to say something more, Baron said, "Next question. Why me? Why was I chosen? Was it just because of Anthony’s jealousy toward me, his sister’s ex-fiancé? I’m curious."

Fla froze for a moment, but only said, "I did buy the Mistletoe juice... and I did extend an invitation to Anthony, but I absolutely did not assassinate him... By the time I arrived, he was already dead... All I did was use the Immortal Fire I got from the Dragon Eater Association to preserve his soul..."

’Fla wasn’t the one who assassinated Anthony? It was someone else?’

Baron’s hand trembled, and a little coffee spilled out.

"On this point, I am willing to swear on the honor of the Old Gods."

Fla: "As for luring Mr. Constantine out... in my opinion, that might have been a coincidence as well."

’A coincidence?’ A thought stirred in Baron’s mind. Ever since Fla said Anthony hadn’t died by her hand, he felt the situation was developing in a way that defied his understanding.

Fla: "From the very beginning, the Dragon Eater Association’s design was for Anthony’s death to be an accident... At that time, Mr. Constantine, you were... please forgive my bluntness, but you were merely a Bloodless who had lost his memory under the effects of the Law of Oblivion. If they were looking for a scapegoat, the Dragon Eater Association had plenty of other candidates."

"Then why choose me," Baron said in a low voice. ’Even though I’m learning the truth, why do I feel like things are just getting more complicated?’

"As I said, it was a coincidence."

Fla’s tone suggested she also found it somewhat incredible. "According to the candidate originally chosen by Elder Pence, the scapegoat was supposed to be a disciple from an Old Blood Clan who had friction with my brother and happened to be in the Outer Side...

"But on that day, that disciple from the Old Blood Clan didn’t show up for various reasons, while you... just happened to appear in London... and you just happened to be holding a Canaan Tree staff..."

Fla watched Baron’s expression carefully as she said, "The people from the Dragon Eater Association immediately locked onto you, the Bloodless... so they just went with the flow and made you the scapegoat... No, actually, at the time, even the people from the Dragon Eater Association were a bit suspicious, wondering if you had really been the one to kill Anthony... Even I had my doubts at first."

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