Chapter 457 Assassination
There are two palaces standing on the top of the city, one of which is more majestic.
Lynch identified its ownership by the sign on the outside of the palace: it was the court of the Bilhofen family, Grand Duke of Middenland, Prince of Kronborg, and guardian of Duncanwald.
In less obvious places, there are remnants of heraldry from the past.
It was also the residence of Graf the Teutonic, Grand Duke of Middenheim, Warden of the Middle Mountains, vassal of Eurik.
It is said that every family qualified to add "Graf" to their name can be traced back to the original Teutonic king. Lynch is not sure whether this is a legend.
The relationship between Middenheim and Middenland is unpredictable, and no one knows whether the old coat of arms will be glorious again and Middenland will return to the rule of the Teutonic nobility.
For now, such stable days are a good thing, and the infighting among mortals should be left for a hundred years to come.
Lynch believed that there would be a smooth transition because long-term marriages had truly connected the empire.
Outside another smaller palace, the magnificent walls are covered with traces of the Bilhofen family, reminding everyone who sees it that Kronborg is the capital of the Duncanwald province, and now the descendants of the disappeared province are still maintaining their rule.
By comparing the size and the old and new aspects of the palace, every visitor can guess that it once had a history of being inferior to others.
Perhaps in the future, Kalundborg will eventually lose in the complex struggle and once again become a town under the jurisdiction of Graf. This city is probably accustomed to such days because they have repeatedly experienced the rotation of governance by the two bloodlines for thousands of years.
Perhaps due to the influence of Yurik's beliefs, or perhaps because the northern peoples have always been warlike, the two palaces still have traces of war all around, as well as deformation of metal ornaments caused by fighting.
They probably receive a group of enthusiastic visitors every few years - Lynch knows why its location is so steep, because it would take more energy for dissatisfied mobs to rush into the palace.
He had witnessed the simple folk customs of the northern part of the empire in Middenheim. The people here were better at physical persuasion than verbal protests, even if they had to point guns at the nobles.
The primitive beliefs of the Lord of Winter teach people that strength is the only way. If one duel cannot solve the problem, then fight more.
It is foreseeable how difficult it is to govern such a people. What is even more dangerous is that the White Wolf God often favors fierce warriors, and truly fierce warriors are equal in status. You cannot be sure whether the hunter living in the forest is an ordinary person or the one chosen by the White Wolf God who can hunt giants.
Collecting the extra taxes from such a group must have been extremely difficult, as evidenced by the evidence of fighting surrounding the palace.
The mortal found a hotel in the central city, and Lynch used the brief free time to stroll around the city.
He discovered an unusually ancient palace complex further north of the city.
The weathered old coats of arms of the Electors of Duncanwald appear to be the oldest buildings in the city.
The narrow windows blocked the sunlight, so even at noon when the sun was at its brightest, the palace was not very bright.
The iron chain seemed like a giant snake trapping the palace, locking every gap in the palace. Lynch almost thought it was a cage used to hold prisoners.
The locals never mentioned its existence, and from what Lynch had seen, people tried to avoid seeing the palace.
They would rather discuss the multi-headed snake that Lynch killed.
Half the town was talking about that stupid snake in some way or another, and they were terrified because it was "unkillable."
The unknown is indeed scary until you understand it.
Accidents
seem to prefer to happen at night, and the inconspicuous murder happened in Kronborg at nightfall.
Lynch was going to ignore it, but the murderer bore the mark of Slaanesh.
If it was an internal struggle among humans, the perpetrator could get a happy outcome, but it crossed the line.
Interestingly, the perpetrator was a spy who was monitoring the imperial wizards, and the one who almost met the god of death in his sleep was an ordinary mercenary.
The interrogation was undertaken by the Archmage. They thought it was an accidental prank, but the perpetrator revealed that the mastermind behind the incident was suspected to be related to the Ulthuan Embassy in Aldorf.
As for why a mercenary was killed, intelligence obtained from the interrogation showed that it was simply because the unlucky guy had taken over the transit mission from the Ulthuan Embassy without knowing it, and he didn't even know that he had been serving the elves for some time in the past.
After much investigation, all suspicious information indicated that an Asur Grand Mage was involved.
Lynch felt that it was the green Anurion who was causing trouble. After all, he had run into the mercenary team he sent to take away the body of the Tzeentch champion in the Shadow Forest before.
The details still need to be discussed. Maybe this wizard was just pushed out as a shield, and the murderer is someone else.
Another possibility is that humans have mistaken the identities of those they serve.
This is not the first time that humans have mistaken the identities of aliens, even when they are working for those aliens.
Even if the arrested suspect confessed that Tigris was the mastermind, Lynch would not be surprised. Just like the elves look at humans, humans look at the elves in the same way. .Night , suburb of Altdorf.
Ever since he got in touch with the big shots at the Imperial Academy of Magic, William has been on a meteoric rise.
Even though he was just working for that big shot and was just a small follower under that big shot.
Dealing with elves is not a pleasant experience. Elves will make everyone who is pointed at by them understand that inferior races are not worthy of associating with elves.
Sigma! Who knows where their sense of moral superiority comes from? Their politeness to humans is like humans teaching arithmetic to monkeys, trying to make the monkeys aware of their inherent stupidity.
It is no exaggeration to say that their interactions with humans are like humans interacting with monkeys. Equality only exists in their language. Whether it is their expressions or body movements, they are all revealing a message that is annoying:
No matter how outstanding humans are, they are inferior creatures in their eyes.
Unfortunately, the big shot that William served didn't even want to give humans the most basic etiquette. He even spoke in other directions and refused to even look at William.
In order to obtain a continuous income, William had to endure this arrogance and offer flattery without limit.
The efforts finally paid off. As long as the idiot who made the elves lose face is dealt with, William can replace his identity and become the most powerful deputy of the elven wizard.
Who knows how that idiot offended the elf? No one cares, William just wants the reward.
(End of this chapter)
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