"Your brother knew her before?"
In the crowd, Princess Ivyst suddenly spoke out of nowhere to Eleanor in her arms.
A woman’s terrifying sixth sense was acting up.
When Lynn glanced at the Silent Saintess, though brief and faint, Princess Ivyst still felt a premonition rising in her heart.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, but she did not fly into a rage immediately.
Eleanor looked up, then shook her head, "No, brother has probably never met her."
How come you’re so familiar with that guy’s social circle too... Princess Ivyst was somewhat displeased, but she understood the principle of a united front.
Currently, she was surrounded by enemies on all sides, and this little one was his biological sister; nothing could possibly happen.
Hearing Eleanor’s answer, Princess Ivyst snorted coldly in her heart, becoming even more convinced of her suspicion that something had transpired between the two.
However, she had already misunderstood him once over Eleanor’s matter, and considering he had important matters to attend to, Princess Ivyst did not wish to be a nuisance like a resentful woman.
I’ll question you when we get home tonight.
Princess Ivyst looked at the Eye of the Soul mark in her palm and thought coldly.
Meanwhile, the Sealed Object capable of reproducing human memories was brought up by members of the knight order.
In the center of the Council Hall, Lynn stood alone, silently observing the round transparent sphere that was brought up before him.
Seeing this, Marquis Mosgla spoke indifferently from not far away, "As a Transcendent who once came from the Military Department, you should be well aware of this item’s function."
Lynn did not answer but memories related to the object surfaced in his mind.
It was a Sixth Rank Sealing Object whose effect was to read a person’s short to medium-term memories, but it had certain drawbacks.
After prolonged use, it would not only cause extreme stress to a person’s brain, but if the memories extracted exceeded a time limit of a month, they were likely to become blurred and chaotic.
Thinking of this, Lynn barely perceptibly relaxed.
However, this expression, when noticed by Marquis Mosgla, elicited a cold laugh from him.
Before making this decision, Marquis Mosgla of course would have considered all sorts of scenarios.
For instance, Lynn’s memory might have been tampered with.
And since he had been exiled to the frontier, he would be unaware of the frequency at which the Military Department’s equipment was updated.
The memory-reading device Lynn knew was just the first version, and now it had already been updated to the third generation.
The current Sealing Object could not only perfectly reproduce all the memories stored in the human brain but could also determine if they had been falsified.
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As long as the person’s strength did not exceed a Sixth Rank Demigod, even if the original memory could not be restored, signs of tampering could be detected.
This information was unknown to Lynn, and indeed to most of those present as well.
And this was the result Marquis Mosgla wanted.
In his view, the reason Lynn could make such a big deal of tonight’s event was that he must have considered all possible subsequent developments.
Therefore, his memory must have been modified by the Third Imperial Princess Ivyst to cope with this situation.
And he did not need to worry about what exactly happened at that evening’s banquet, he just needed the Sealed Object to confirm that his memory had indeed been modified.
Then the truth and falsehood would be discerned by others.
Considering this, a shadow passed over Marquis Mosgla’s eyes.
Although Irina was also one of the family’s heirs, her extraordinary merits led to her receiving a title from Saint Laurent VI, thus she had effectively left the household.
Therefore, for the Mosgla family, cultivating a new heir became a matter of urgency.
The family was large but mostly consisted of wastrels; among them, Dalion stood out as more exceptional.
Marquis Mosgla had great expectations for him.
Yet all this had been ruined by the wretch before him.
Shooting a noble heir in full view of the public was an act of outrageous defiance, a complete trampling of the Mosgla family’s reputation.
As the current Head of the Snow Eagle family, he adhered to the principle of returning tenfold.
With that in mind, Marquis Mosgla coldly commanded, "Begin."
To prove his innocence, Lynn had to refute two accusations:
One from Marquis Mosgla and the other from the Cardinal of the Heavenly Principle Church.
Being targeted by two such powerful figures was exceedingly rare as if these old men harbored bone-deep hatred for him and sought his immediate death.
Yet Lynn’s expression remained silent, inscrutable.
After a long pause, he slowly lifted his head.
As his palm moved closer to the spherical object, Eunice, standing next to Marquis Mosgla, revealed a hint of satisfaction in her eyes.
Clearly, she could think of no reason why Lynn could escape from this predicament.
Just as Lynn’s palm was about to touch the Sealed Object, he suddenly stopped his movement, "Before that, I have one last question to ask."
His gaze bore straight into Marquis Mosgla.
Feeling the desperate intensity of his stare, the Old Marquis looked at him coldly, staying silent.
Lynn paused, then continued, "Do you remember, what exactly was written in the last paragraph of the letter Duke Tierus sent you?"
Upon hearing this, Marquis Mosgla was stunned for a second, then responded indifferently, "At this point, you still wish to bring up the Duke before His Majesty as a savior?"
"Consider it a trade," Lynn said calmly, "Repeat it in front of me, and I will immediately submit to the Sealed Object’s scrutiny."
Did he really think he still had a chance to turn the tables?
Marquis Mosgla was not surprised but held Lynn in even lower regard.
Obviously, confident in the information he had, he was quite certain Lynn was unaware of the substantial enhancements made to the Sealed Object and remained in the dark.
Therefore, all of Lynn’s actions were interpreted by Marquis Mosgla as the final throes of the dying.
However, after sensing a look from Saint Laurent VI, he dared not hesitate and promptly replied, "The letter said this... Concerning the dignity of the nobility, the Duke believes this matter should not be publicized extensively, and hopes that the Mosgla family can show tolerance, so that both parties may compromise and seek reconciliation."
From the Mosgla family’s perspective, this letter was an outright threat!
His heir had died, yet an elector demanded he tolerate it and even seek reconciliation with the murderer.
This was utterly unreasonable.
Hearing Marquis Mosgla’s words, a mysterious smile suddenly appeared on Lynn’s lips.