I, the Villain, Want to Save Myself, But the Yandere Heroines Disagree -
Chapter 77 - It Was Him?
Donny returned to his room, looking distraught.
From a young age, he had always lived under Giovanni’s shadow. Whatever Giovanni told him to do, he had to do it, otherwise, he would be beaten and scolded.
Listening to his father meant receiving rewards, and he could also become the most dazzling among his peers. Not listening to his father meant gaining nothing and losing a lot instead.
This was the value system he had built since childhood.
The first time this value system shattered was when he followed his father’s orders to sow discord between Litte and Orson. At that time, he thought that the petty cleverness he had learned from his father could successfully drive a wedge between the two brothers, but in the end, he was outmaneuvered by Orson and lost the opportunity to continue studying at the Imperial Academy.
But that was nothing. After returning, Donny was arranged by Giovanni to continue his studies at the best university in the Napoli Duchy. During his time at the Imperial Academy, the little followers he had gathered also transferred with him. He was still the same arrogant young master he used to be.
It wasn’t until the Antica Duchy, in conjunction with the Imperial Family, launched an attack on their family that his trust in his father was broken again.
Even someone like him knew that the Napoli Duchy could not possibly defeat the combined forces of the Imperial Family and Antica, and his father had not managed to turn the tide of the battle during this time either.
If he were to believe his father again, his fate would clearly be to be punished by the allied forces alongside him. At that time, even his life might not be safe.
To maintain his current life, Donny had no choice but to find another way, choosing to listen to Zenith’s method and break ties with his father.
However, now it seemed that his every move was still under his father’s watchful eye. The conspiracy he thought he had, was actually already laid bare before Giovanni.
He sat on his sofa, holding his head in his hands.
What had just happened, the amount of information was simply too overwhelming.
First, the matter between him and Zenith had been discovered by Giovanni. It was possible that Giovanni had already noticed it from the beginning when he took Zenith as his confidante. Everything that followed was a test for Donny, to see if Donny would indeed act against his own father for his own benefit.
The result was obvious. Donny truly intended to poison Giovanni for his own benefit.
So, had he failed in his father’s trial?
Donny lowered his head in thought.
At this moment, he had no time to think about Zenith’s matter.
Just then, he suddenly remembered that Zenith had left him a letter, saying to open it when he was troubled.
Zenith was his confidante. He also believed that Zenith’s actions were for his own good. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have risking death to advise him to poison his father and seize power.
Furthermore, according to his father’s words just now, Zenith should already be dead.
When a person is about to die, their words are kind. He should see what Zenith had told him.
Thinking this, Donny opened the envelope.
He read it carefully.
...
On the other side, Saint Roland City.
No one witnessed the assassination that occurred on the evening of that day at the moment it happened. According to the testimony of the witness who first discovered the scene of the assassination, when he arrived, Francois was already dead.
And none of Francois’s guards had survived.
It was clear that this was not a matter of an insider among the guards.
Then, it must be an external force.
And from the information collected at the scene, several important items were missing from Francois’s body.
First, the family crest. As a symbol that could prove noble identity, the crest being taken meant it was likely that the assassin did so to prove their success to the client when reporting.
As for the next missing items, they were more interesting.
“We have examined Duke Francois’s body. Indeed, having suffered such fatal injuries, and with such exaggerated wounds on his body, his heart is missing,” a member of the special investigation team read out the result that had just been confirmed by the doctor.
“I understand,” Elsa nodded, then looked at the others.
“Everyone, based on the current intelligence, what are your thoughts?”
The members of the special investigation team, with the exception of Orson, were all highly professional individuals. Some were even renowned detectives who had solved multiple major cases within the Empire. But at this moment, upon hearing the limited intelligence, they still shook their heads.
“I have a theory.” At this moment, Orson raised his hand.
“The heart can be said to be one of the most important organs in the human body. The other party specifically took Duke Francois’s heart. Is it possible that they intend to use the Duke’s heart to perform some evil ritual?”
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire room was in an uproar.
“...To be honest, this is very possible. After all, the power of noble bloodline has always been a rather mysterious existence. Perhaps nobles truly have a special physique and are suitable as sacrifices for evil rituals,” a detective agreed with Orson’s theory.
“Then, this incident is not simply a political assassination targeting the Duke. There might also be a demonic background,” Elsa said this.
“After all, we still haven’t discovered the society that was capable of transforming living people into demons before.”
“So these cases are connected?”
“Then is it related to Napoli?”
“But if we were to suggest a connection to Napoli at this moment, wouldn’t the victim’s family think we are diverting the issue?”
“In any case, currently, this is the only possibility, isn’t it?”
“Report!” At this moment, someone burst into the meeting room. He said hurriedly, “We found it... we... we found the Toulouse family crest!”
“What?!” Everyone present was startled. Then Elsa quickly stood up. “Where was it found?”
“Finally, a breakthrough.”
“Forging a family crest is illegal, especially a Duke’s family crest. It is quite difficult to manufacture. This means that this crest must be genuine...”
“I thought it was done by Napoli. I didn’t expect it to actually be someone from the Imperial Capital?”
“Don’t jump to conclusions so early. What if there is a Napoli connection?”
“That’s right...”
While everyone was discussing amongst themselves, Orson, who had just steered the conversation, deliberately remained silent at this moment, lowering his presence.
It was at this moment that the messenger had rested. He spoke, “It was found at a casino owner’s place.”
Then, he revealed the address of the casino.
Elsa quickly took out materials and checked against the address.
Upon finding the owner listed afterward, she was stunned.
The materials in her hand also instantly fell onto the table, scattering everywhere.
The detective beside her looked over and exclaimed in surprise.
“What? It’s actually His Highness the Prince?!”
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