Don't Burn Them! Even Witches Have Value!

”The Viscount’s son was poisoned with Frost Ice Poison. Only the Snake Tribe has this stuff, right?

I just alleviated it for him, and you came knocking on my door, and you even intended to snatch my Security Captain before!

Isn’t this the standard villainess young lady playbook!”

‘No, I completely can’t understand what he’s talking about in the latter half.’

Ai’na panted heavily.

However, she understood the first half of that sentence.

Although her brain was already a mess, she still realized one thing.

She absolutely could not kill this fellow here.

Because if it was truly as the other party said, then the only ones who could possibly have done the poisoning were the Blood Snake Society!

Those malignant tumors that had been driven out by her family, once rooted in the Frost Kingdom, the cunning and insidious remnants of the Snake Tribe.

And if she continued to act on impulse, it would inevitably provide them with an opportunity to act.

That’s right, this was the reason Lynn couldn’t understand the other party’s logic.

Because the motive for Ai’na’s actions this time was precisely acting on impulse due to shame and anger.

She had prepared to execute him first and report later, on the grounds that he had offended her.

This would inevitably be a diplomatic dispute, but in essence, she would just be killing a newly appointed border Baron in her capacity as Frost royalty.

Moreover, she could completely say that the other party had offended her first.

As for the Milan Empire’s reaction? This behemoth seemed to be continuing the prosperous era opened up by the Conquering Emperor.

But according to some inside information she knew, there were undercurrents surging within it.

Even a great family whose name she couldn’t quite recall had been purged not long ago.

Under these circumstances, Milan would naturally not fall out with the Frost Kingdom over this minor Baron of Blackstone.

However, what if the Blood Snake Society took this opportunity to frame them for the poisoning of the Viscount’s son?

The Viscount and the Baron were indeed insignificant compared to her.

But if the two incidents happened together, it would inevitably be seen by Milan as a conspiracy planned by the Frost Kingdom with the intention of retaking the northern border that had originally belonged to them...

A conspiracy?

In an instant, in Ai’na’s mind, the clues obtained from her investigation suddenly intertwined.

The plundering of the Frost border tribes by humans... the Blood Snake Society assassins with the aura of snake venom on them... the merchant who provided the transportation channel being silenced.

And the Baron under the Viscount of White Pine, who was clearly one of the central figures, as well as his son who was poisoned with Frost Ice Poison...

That’s right, this was a conspiracy!

The Blood Snake Society might want to control the northern border of Milan through some means, and even use this to provoke a war between Frost and Milan.

At this moment, she really wanted to tear the bastard pressing down on her to shreds.

But she could not do so.

Because she was the future ruler of Frost.

She had to be responsible for her subjects.

The pride of a dragon’s descendant could make her disdain the diplomatic relations with Milan, but she was absolutely unwilling to break out in a bloody conflict with Milan.

Therefore, she had to stop the Blood Snake Society’s conspiracy.

Ai’na bit her silver teeth tightly, and strength re-emerged from her limp body.

And in that instant, Lynn felt the tail on his chest turn cold again.

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【Magic Seal lifted】

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Hiss, it was over.

If he remembered correctly, after using this thing, it needed to charge for three days before it could be used again.

However, he would not give up struggling!

In an instant, Lynn’s gaze became sharp.

He united his waist and hips, performed a carp flip, released that surprisingly good-feeling tail, and landed nimbly on the ground.

No longer being grappled, Ai’na immediately turned her head.

Although her face still carried a look of shame and anger, she still opened her mouth, almost through gritted teeth:

”Stop, I don’t want to...”

However, before she could finish her words, her vertical pupils abruptly contracted.

Because she saw Lynn reveal a serious expression, his body leaning forward, and his legs poised to strike.

‘Damn it, does he still have some disgusting trump card?’

‘Speaking of which, why does a minor Baron have so many backup plans!’

Just as Ai’na prepared to gather the magic surging anew in her body, she saw Lynn’s figure flash abruptly.

”Thump!”

Under her sluggish gaze, a familiar prostrating figure appeared once again.

”I am truly and deeply sorry! But could you spare my life!”

Seeing this scene, Ai’na subconsciously took a step back.

However, Lynn was truly out of tricks this time.

He raised his head, revealing a fawning expression:

”As long as you let me live, I’ll do anything!”

...Was this the Milanese nobility that had once fought fiercely with Frost warriors for decades?

The corners of Ai’na’s mouth twitched, and she revealed an expression of looking at trash.

However, she had not intended to kill him anymore in the first place.

Furthermore, she needed to know the information the other party had.

But, he did say he would do anything, right?

”Mhmm~”

After letting out a pleased sound, a gentle smile appeared on Ai’na’s face.

But in Lynn’s eyes, this smile was simply more terrifying than a thousand murderers!

...

”So? You thought I was the bad guy chasing that child?”

”Yes... that’s... right...”

”Can you finish a sentence continuously? Useless human~”

”If you... lose some weight... I... could do it.”

Ai’na, sitting on the human chair, suddenly swung her tail, lightly lashing Lynn, who was holding a plank position.

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【Favorability: +20 (Feeling cheerful~)】

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Lynn, on the verge of being crushed by the Dragonborn’s weight, wanted to cry but had no tears.

This madwoman was a total pervert, in every sense of the word.

”Let me sort out your information. You saw a poisoned apprentice next to the fat pig at the Golden Ear Merchant Guild.

You knew he was poisoned because your family tutors taught you the corresponding knowledge, and the Viscount’s son was diagnosed in the same way.

Furthermore, your Relic also has the function of detecting magic and Battle Aura, so you knew that apprentice knew Battle Aura.”

Lynn, of course, could not say that he had a system, so he could only localize and process the explanation for her.

”This is truly interesting. Speaking of which, I vaguely have some impression, your surname is Elcas-something, right...

Isn’t that the great family that Milan purged some time ago?”

Ai’na looked at Lynn with great interest:

”When our family expelled the Snake Tribe before, you Milanese still called us barbaric.

But the things you do are much crueler than what we did.”

Lynn gave a bitter smile.

It was true; his family could be said to have suffered a sudden calamity.

He didn’t even know what had happened before he heard that his grandfather had been declared a traitor and then died of a sudden illness.

At that time, he had been attending a banquet in the Royal Capital, and then he was arrested halfway through his meal.

However, this also proved that Lynn had not participated in the so-called rebellion, and thus became one of the few clan members who were not eliminated.

”Hey, I say, although you offended me before, I’ll give you a chance to atone for your sins.”

Ai’na propped up her chin and patted Lynn with her tail again:

”The things I told you are completely true. The Blood Snake Society is planning a conspiracy against the northern border of Milan.

The tragedy that the wolf tribe child by your side encountered is related to them, and so is the Viscount of White Pine’s son.

You are already in the midst of it, so you might as well help me investigate. After all, that Relic of yours is indeed useful.”

What kind of joke was this?

He would not participate in such a dangerous matter; only a fool would help her...

”Also, I am very interested in the things you are selling.

Blackstone Fief is right on the border of Frost. Considering doing trade with us?

Of course, the premise is that you have to help Frost...”

”Hah! All evil shall be brought to justice! For Your Highness, this humble one will go through fire and water and not shirk from it!”