Chapter 378 Everyone Talks About Their Own Things

Glass island, side hall of arbitration hall.

The noble lady with long black hair is sitting elegantly and calmly on the interrogation chair.

Her hands were placed in front of her, and her slender fingers were intertwined, bound by silver-white triangular shackles of light. And her feet are also together, bound together by the same triangle of light.

The gorgeous dress she was wearing before was obviously not suitable for this occasion, and now Ligeia had taken it off and put it away.

Aleister was wearing a black turtleneck sweater on his upper body. The lower body only exposed the trousers and boots under the skirt.

She was looking at the person in front of her with a smile. The blond man sat across from the interrogation table.

"Miss Crawley..."

Great Guardian George clenched his left fist, while his right hand cupped his left fist.

There was an oil lamp before him. The wick burned with a brilliant silver-white flame, and the flame was extremely stable.

This is the "fire of truth" used to detect lies. It is expensive and stable.

If you tell a lie within the scope of the lamp, the flame will tremble; the more contrary to your will, the more violent the flame will tremble.

Only "foreign nobles" like Aleister Crowley, who had a noble status and could not use rough means to directly seize testimony, would use this kind of prop for interrogation.

His sharp Adam's apple slid up and down a few times, and he said in a deep voice, "Can I call you that?"

"Please, sir. You can just call me Aleister."

Aleister replied softly, with an unusually friendly attitude. This also made the Great Guardian relax a little.

——He actually didn’t want to come.

George was well aware of Her Majesty's attitude.

He knew who this "Ligeia" suddenly appeared and who had extended her lifespan. He also knew that Awas Moriarty, an outstanding young man, would become an important minister of Avalon. Those old knights fighting for fame and fortune were so ugly that he couldn't stop frowning, and even wanted to cause trouble for the ministers who were personally appointed by the queen...

In this case, the Great Guardian's personal preference in this incident is self-evident.

——But from another perspective, the spy identities certified by Star Antimony and Iris made Aleister Crowley's stay and departure troublesome.

"You shouldn't have told reporters those things."

The Great Guardian was half warning, half regretful: "There will be no turning back."

"It sounds like you want to protect me, Lord Grand Guardian."

The corners of Aleister's mouth raised slightly: "Speaking of which, I thought you would lock me in a secret room in the dungeon."

"No, because I believe in you."

George replied sonorously.

Such a decisive reply made Aleister a little stunned for a moment.

"Oh...can I ask why this is?"

"In fact, Miss Crawley - you were originally classified as a royal agent because of my proposal."

The Great Guardian said calmly.

Hearing this, Aleister opened his eyes in surprise: "Is that so?"

"Yes. Because I can see that you and Noble Red are not the same people."

The Great Guardian said softly: "It started after the former minister Drost was arrested. The Noble Red took the money from the Star Antimony people and wanted to rescue or kill Drost to preserve their intelligence network.

"Your assassination of Drost already proved that you are not from the same group."

George's eyes burned brightly: "I have always believed that words can be lies and evidence can be forged. Only the perspective and cognition hidden behind actions can prove a person's position.

"Even if you are really a spy of the Star Antimony people, you must not belong to the same faction as the Noble Red side. The Star Antimony people will sell your information at this point in time. I think this proves their attitude - "No matter who you are or where you come from, they don't want you to stay in Avalon."

"...Oh, it must have been the time when the Supervisory Bureau was attacked."

Aleister recalled.

She smiled and said, "I almost forgot."

George nodded: "Yes, we also identified you as Aiwass's personal maid Lily."

"That's not wrong."

Aleister said lightly: "I do know Lily and have a good relationship with her. Before and after that incident, when I hid Aiwass Moriarty, Lily was with me. "

The Great Guardian can keenly sense that what Aleister said is the truth. After all, he is a fifth-level authoritative path extraordinary, so he still has this intuition.

But just in case, he glanced at the light. The silver-white flame is extremely stable.

...In other words, since he met Aleister, the eldest lady has never told a lie.

She has a calm and composed temperament about her. It is not a forced calmness or a feigned innocence, but a calm demeanor that is completely fearless in the ability of authoritarianism to detect lies when it is very clear that one has indeed done nothing wrong.

"You probably first appeared when you saved Aiwass at the Pelican Bar."

While writing in the notebook, the Great Guardian asked: "Was it you that time too? Or did you dispatch the Shadow Demon and save Aiwass in the hands of Noble Red?"

"In fact, the Shadow Demon was following Aiwass at that time, hiding in his shadow."

Aleister chuckled and said calmly: "It's just because he was in a wheelchair that he was not discovered - you may not know that when sitting in a 'wheelchair' or other seats with footrests, especially when the footrests are not in direct contact with the ground, the shadow demon hidden in the shadow cannot be detected."

"...We really don't know this."

The Great Guardian nodded sincerely and recorded this. There was also a note "supernatural knowledge" next to it.

"When he killed the bald woman with purple skin, the special bullet with shadow damage he used came from the power I extracted from the shadow demon."

Aleister knew everything and took the initiative to say: "But in that incident, the shadow demon did not take action directly. It was only responsible for destroying some evidence."

"When did you start to know Aiwas Moriarty, Miss Crowley?"

"Oh, that was a long time ago..."

Aleister raised his head and fell into memories.

She thought for a moment and answered affirmatively: "Three years ago."

- This refers to the time when she was pulled into the pit by the screenwriter friend and started playing the game "The Ring of Tail".

If you start counting from the time she awakened her past life memories. It was indeed three years ago.

The candlelight trembled slightly for a moment, and the Great Guardian saw it. But he did not ask directly.

He continued to ask: "In middle school... What was the opportunity?"

"A friend's recommendation." Aleister answered.

The Great Guardian's pen suddenly paused.

He raised his head and repeated: "Friend?

"Who is he? What's his profession? What's his name?"

"Oh, he's a screenwriter. Just an ordinary person, not a superhuman. Not a star antimony person.

Aleister smiled and said: "He praised Aiwas very much, so I was a little curious."

"Man?"

The Great Guardian judged from the part of speech that the friend Aleister was talking about was a man: "What's your relationship with him?"

"It can be regarded as a roommate living together. "Aleister said lightly.

The Great Guardian coughed lightly and realized something: "Oh, sorry... but I still have to ask, where does he live now?"

"I haven't seen him for a long time, I don't think he is in this world."

Aleister said softly: "He has nothing to do with this matter. After all, he has never really met Aiwass, and I didn't like Aiwass because of his words. This is just an opportunity."

Her words were mixed with real sadness and nostalgia.

"... Well, condolences."

The Great Guardian lowered his head, feeling that his conscience was condemned.

He just felt that he seemed to be a bad person for constantly questioning.

He sorted out Aleister's testimony. Except for the "time of knowing Aiwass", there was a little concealment here, but not much... everything else was the truth.

"The last question, Aleister."

The Great Guardian raised his head and asked seriously: "What do you think of Avalon? Do you have any malicious intentions towards Avalon, Queen Sofia, Princess Isabel, Aiwas Moriarty and his relatives and friends, or any intentions that are unknown to them and may endanger their personal or property safety? "

This is the question he really wants to ask.

The queen is now in a coma and cannot give any advice. And Ligeia means "you decide".

The Great Guardian pondered over and over again before finally deciding on this final question.

He hopes to leave some room for each other, at least good friends and collaborators should not turn against each other. So he didn't get to the bottom of every question.

Because the most important thing is this last question.

-Are we friends?