The second prince lay in bed, listening to Kefla's words, his expression calm and composed.
“Miss Kefla, I don’t understand what you mean.”
"Do you believe that I, an imperial prince, would collude with demons?"
Kefraa stood with one hand on her hip, looking at the Second Prince with a hint of mockery.
"I can't say whether Your Highness is colluding with demons, but you really should take a bath."
"The stench emanating from you, which smells like a demon, makes me feel nauseous."
As if reminded of something, the second prince lowered his head, stretched out his arm, and brought it to his nose to smell.
After being injured, he was recuperating and didn't have much opportunity to take a shower for several days.
Although his injuries have healed.
Even when questioned by Kevlar, the Second Prince remained calm, simply replying casually:
"Do you witchers have a unique way of identifying demons?"
"I've become somewhat interested in your organization."
Kefla wasn't surprised that the second prince could guess her identity.
After all, being able to smell the scent of demons is a unique ability of witchers.
Once you become a Witcher, you will have an extremely keen sense of the scent of demons.
This is also how they were able to track down the demons.
Kevlar did not respond, but simply looked at him quietly.
Under her gaze, the second prince continued speaking:
His voice seemed to have become more indifferent, with a hint of proud confidence in his tone.
“I know you can’t be sure if I’m really colluding with the devil.”
Kevlar's tone carried a hint of disdain.
"So what if it is? As long as you're still healing on my turf."
"I'll find a way to confirm it."
Just as the Second Prince suspected, Kefla could only sense by smell that the Second Prince indeed possessed a strong demonic aura.
But she couldn't be sure.
Because of the other party's identity.
He was a prince of the empire.
Owesser Thor.
Unless there is clear evidence proving that the Second Prince was indeed colluding with the devil, otherwise...
Slandering a prince is a serious crime.
This would have a very serious negative impact on the empire's reputation.
The fact that a prince of a nation is colluding with a demon means that, regardless of the truth of the matter, the empire's diplomacy will be put under pressure from other countries.
The public's trust in the royal family will also be greatly impacted.
Therefore, Kevlar had no choice.
She could only try to confirm this while the Second Prince was seriously injured and remained in the Northern Territory.
But the Second Prince was naturally prepared, and slowly said:
"First of all, you should know that I led my army to the North to investigate the demon incident."
His meaning was quite clear:
The public was fully aware that he had led his army to the North.
Moreover, he has been recuperating for some time now, so even if the injury was serious, he should have recovered to a considerable extent by now.
The Delin family has no reason to keep him here any longer.
As a prince of the empire, he was bound to return to the capital.
Kevlar understood this as well.
At this moment, the Second Prince's voice slowly rang out.
"If I'm not mistaken, you must also be looking for that demon that appeared in the far north ice plains."
"Perhaps we can even cooperate."
Upon hearing the Second Prince's suggestion, Kefra frowned, looking somewhat puzzled.
Let me give you a clue.
“Victor.”
The second prince's words reached Kefla's ears, and she couldn't help but narrow her eyes, asking in return:
"What do you mean."
"Don't tell me you never suspected why demons appeared there as soon as Viktor arrived in the far north?"
Kevlar hugged herself and leaned against the doorframe.
"Go on."
The second prince smiled slightly.
I was confident you would be interested.
He picked up the water glass next to him, took a sip, and moistened his throat.
Fortunately, the Delin family generally has a high sense of justice, and even in the case of being imprisoned under the guise of healing, they still did not forget to prepare food and water for him.
"It's obvious that Viktor is very strong, to an unreasonable degree."
Kevlar was well aware of this.
She knew how strong her father was, but even when Viktor was brought close by a knight, he was still able to defeat him.
Although she was not clear about the specific details, her father had been working in the field of fourth-order technology for decades.
Where is Viktor?
Just two months ago, he was only a third-tier mage.
Similarly, demons will make contracts with humans, giving them what they want through trade.
"For example—strength."
At this point, the second prince clenched his fists.
Kefla understood what he meant, but still gently shook her head.
"I cannot accept your view; the devil's bargain has its limits."
"It's impossible for Viktor to become a senator out of thin air."
The second prince smiled, put down his water cup, and revealed some shocking news.
“That’s because you don’t know enough, Miss Kefla.”
Do you know about the Primal Demon?
Kefla was taken aback, only to hear the Second Prince's somewhat mocking voice continue:
"So-called demons are all born from human emotions, and they will formulate the terms of the deal based on human emotions."
"When a gambler squanders all his wealth but is still millions in debt."
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