Chapter 153

“Did your brother know her before?”

In the crowd, Ivyst suddenly asked Eleanor, who was nestled in her arms, with no context at all.

Ah, the terrifying sixth sense of a woman is at it again.

As Lynn glanced briefly at the Silent Saintess, a fleeting yet subtle feeling rose in Ivyst’s mind.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, but she didn’t get angry right away.

Eleanor looked up and shook her head, “I don’t know her, brother must have never met her.”

Why are you so familiar with that guy’s social circle? Ivyst felt a bit annoyed, but she knew the principle of standing united.

With enemies on all sides, and this little one being his biological sister, nothing could go wrong.

After hearing Eleanor’s answer, Ivyst snorted coldly inside, further confirming her suspicion that something had happened between the two.

But since she had already misunderstood him once regarding Eleanor, and he had important matters to attend to, Ivyst didn’t want to act like a jealous wife hindering his efforts.

I’ll ask you about it later when we get home.

She glanced at the Eye of the Mind mark in her palm and thought coldly.

At the same time, the Sealed Item that could reproduce human memories was brought up by the knights.

In the center of the Political Discussion Hall, Lynn stared silently at the circular transparent orb being lifted before him.

Seeing this, Marquis Mosgra said lightly from not far away, “As a former Transcendent from the Military Department, you should be quite aware of the item’s function.”

Lynn did not answer, but relevant memories surfaced in his mind.

This was a Sixth Stage Sealed Item, capable of reading a person’s medium to short-term memories, but it had some flaws.

Long-term use not only put an immense strain on the brain, but memories that exceeded a month could easily become fuzzy and distorted.

Thinking of this, Lynn let out a barely noticeable sigh of relief.

However, this expression caught the attention of Marquis Mosgra, provoking a sneer from him.

Before making this decision, Marquis Mosgra certainly wouldn’t overlook various possible scenarios.

For instance, Lynn’s memories might have been tampered with.

Since Lynn had already been exiled to the borders, he was unaware of the frequency of updates to military equipment.

The memory-reading device that Lynn was familiar with was merely the first version, while they had already upgraded to the third generation.

Currently, this Sealed Item could not only perfectly reproduce all memories stored in the human mind but could even judge whether they had been fabricated.

As long as the opponent’s strength didn’t exceed the Sixth Stage Half-Divine, even if the original memories couldn’t be restored, inconsistencies could still be detected.

This was information Lynn was unaware of, and very few present knew.

This was the outcome Marquis Mosgra desired.

In his view, the reason Lynn was making such a fuss over tonight’s events was that he had considered all potential developments.

So his memories must have been altered by the Third Princess, Ivyst, to cope with the current situation.

Moreover, he didn’t need to get tangled up with what exactly happened at the banquet; he just needed the Sealed Item to determine that his memories had indeed been altered.

At that time, the truth would emerge.

Thinking of this, a shadow passed over Marquis Mosgra’s eyes. Although Irina was also one of the heirs of the family, due to her remarkable achievements, she had been awarded a title by Sixth Saint Roland, thus becoming somewhat detached from the family.

Therefore, cultivating new successors was an urgent matter for the Mosgra family.

Even though the family was bustling with activity, most were spoiled and debauched, while Dalian stood out as the more promising one.

Marquis Mosgra had high hopes for him.

Yet all of this was being ruined by this little bastard in front of him.

Gun down a noble heir in public? What an insane act, this was practically trampling the Mosgra family’s reputation into the mud.

As the current head of the Snow Eagle family, he always operated on the principle of returning tenfold.

With that thought, Marquis Mosgra coldly said, “Let’s begin.”

To prove his innocence, Lynn had to refute two accusations.

One from Marquis Mosgra and the other from the Church of Heavenly Justice’s Cardinal.

Being simultaneously targeted by two prominent figures was an extremely rare occurrence, almost as if these two old geezers hated him to the bone, wanting to end him right there.

But Lynn’s expression was utterly silent, making it hard to fathom his inner thoughts.

After a long pause, he finally lifted his head.

As his palm drew closer to the orb, a glimmer of delight appeared in Eunice’s eyes beside Marquis Mosgra.

Clearly, she saw no reason for Lynn to escape this predicament.

Just as Lynn’s hand was about to touch the Sealed Item, he suddenly halted his movement: “Before that, I have one last question to ask.”

His gaze fixated squarely on Marquis Mosgra.

Feeling as if he were staring down a trapped beast, the old marquis looked at him coldly, saying nothing.

Lynn paused before continuing, “Do you remember what the last part of the letter from Duke Tilius said?”

Upon hearing this, Marquis Mosgra was taken aback for a second, then replied blandly, “At this point, are you still trying to use the Duke as your savior in front of His Majesty?”

“Let’s call it a trade.” Lynn replied calmly, “You repeat it in front of me, and I’ll immediately accept the Sealed Item’s search.”

You must be crazy.

Does he think he still has a shot at turning things around?

Marquis Mosgra felt no surprise; instead, he looked down on him even more.

Clearly, thinking he had some wiggle room, he was very certain Lynn had no idea that the effectiveness of this Sealed Item had dramatically improved and was still in the dark.

So all of Lynn’s current actions were interpreted by Marquis Mosgra as a desperate struggle.

But feeling the gaze from Sixth Saint Roland, he dared not hesitate and promptly answered, “The letter stated regarding noble dignity, the Duke believes this matter shouldn’t be widely publicized and hopes the Mosgra family can tolerate it, with both sides taking a step back to seek reconciliation.”

From the Mosgra family’s perspective, this letter was nothing short of a blatant threat!

One of their heirs had been killed, yet a Prince Elector demanded they just let it slide and even seek reconciliation with the murderer.

This was absolutely unreasonable.

“Very good.”

Upon hearing Marquis Mosgra’s words, a hint of an inexplicable smile suddenly appeared on Lynn’s face.