I, the Villain, Want to Save Myself, But the Yandere Heroines Disagree - Chapter 103

After reading the letter, Orson put it in his pocket and then walked out of his residence.

As expected, at the entrance, two guards with Tier 7 strength were firmly standing guard. In addition, there were an unknown number of hidden guards protecting his safety in the shadows.

To be honest, in terms of safety alone, Orson was undoubtedly one of the safest people in the entire Empire at the moment. His security was even comparable to that of Odysseus, who resided deep within the palace.

However, this level of security also indeed restricted Orson’s movements.

Orson glanced at the two guards before him, and then said, “Please take me to see His Majesty.”

…

“So, Orson, you mean to say you are returning to the Imperial Academy?”

“Mm. After all, the Imperial Academy is one of the safest places right now. I myself am only a second-year student and have a lot of academic work to complete,” Orson said neither subserviently nor arrogantly.

“Furthermore, Your Majesty, I believe I am not providing any assistance to the current situation in Saint Roland City, so… please allow me to return.”

“You may,” Odysseus heard this and nodded.

“If you want to return, I naturally agree. I will speak with Headmaster Luca and then arrange the procedures for your return.”

“I understand. Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty,” Orson heard this and bowed gratefully.

“If there is nothing else, I will take my leave now. After all, the situation in Saint Roland City is also gradually recovering.”

“Mm.”

Subsequently, Orson turned around and prepared to leave.

“By the way, Orson, I have one more question I would like to ask you.”

Odysseus said this, and Orson’s footsteps also stopped.

“Please speak, Your Majesty.”

“In your opinion, regarding the performance in the Saint Roland City incident, was Arthas better, or was Elsa better?”

“Me?” Orson heard this, thought for a moment, and then said, “In my opinion, both have their merits. It was certainly very good that His Highness the Prince confined himself to the palace at that critical moment, reducing external discussions about the Imperial Family. However, Her Highness the Princess’s handling of the case investigation also showed a demeanor befitting royalty.”

“So, who do you favor more, Orson?”

“Your Majesty, you know the answer, don’t you? I am also a noble. You know what nobles desire most.”

“Is there anything else you wish to ask, Your Majesty?”

Odysseus shook his head. Seeing this, Orson directly left the Imperial Palace.

Orson’s answer to this question did not satisfy Odysseus, but he knew that this was the best answer Orson could give under the circumstances.

Asking him to choose between the two directly? That was impossible.

Factional struggle, especially one involving the succession to the throne, would lead to being ostracized by the other side if one revealed their allegiance too early.

Therefore, although Orson had privately assured Elsa that he would stand by her side, and indeed he had done so.

However, publicly, he also had quite a few interactions with Arthas.

This included transferring all his assets in Saint Roland City to Arthas, acting as an intermediary to introduce Rosalind, who had a military background, to Arthas, and also giving Arthas various suggestions regarding military reform.

It could be said that within the entire Empire, only the people closest to Orson knew Orson’s true intentions. To outsiders, Orson seemed to be placing a few eggs in both baskets.

Odysseus also saw it this way.

In his opinion, Orson’s stance would, to a large extent, determine the eventual outcome of the succession to the throne.

Therefore, he was also very willing to talk with Orson about who would be better suited for the throne.

In the past, this was something he would absolutely not have done. To discuss the issue of succession with the son of a Duke, and to largely consider the other party’s opinion, this situation could already be considered a decline in power.

But Orson was different.

At a young age, he had resolved the beastman disaster on the Empire’s border. His achievements at this age were unprecedented, even throughout the entire Empire.

“What a pity,” Odysseus looked in the direction Orson had left and sighed, murmuring to himself.

“If a talent like this could be used by my Imperial Family, the Empire could maintain peace for another thousand years.”

“It’s just a pity that a golden scale is not something of a pond. His ambition is far beyond this.”

…

On the other side, Sherlock’s investigation also made progress.

With Phil’s cooperation, the two of them quickly obtained more information about Milton.

According to others’ descriptions, Milton was tall and thin. When he usually came here, he always liked to dress neatly. He was about forty years old, and his hair and eye color were both blue.

At the same time, a staff member provided the most important piece of information.

Milton had once left something behind at the casino. Later, Milton hurried back to retrieve it and asked everyone if anyone had touched it.

Because that situation was very strange, this staff member remembered it particularly well.

The item he had lost should have been a scroll, but it was written in an ancient common language that none of them could understand.

Because Milton was a VIP customer, the casino specifically sent people to ask most of the staff members that day. Everyone said they couldn’t understand the writing. Only then did Milton feel at ease.

With this information, he could basically be identified.

Even if Milton was not involved with demons, he had likely done other things that he was guilty of.

And at this moment, someone also found more specific information about Milton that he had left at the casino.

Before, the casino would give prizes and free chips to VIP customers who spent a certain amount of money during holidays. The redemption vouchers needed to be personally delivered to their homes and confirmed. Milton had left an address here, and it was in a residential area!

Although it was highly probable that Milton was no longer staying here after the incident occurred, as long as they could search the house he had lived in, they would surely find more information.

With this thought, Sherlock and Phil prepared to go to the address Milton had left at the casino.

By the time they arrived at the entrance of Milton’s house, it was already evening. As expected, in the residential area where all the lights were on, only Milton’s house was dark. It looked like no one had lived there for a long time.

“Shall we go in and take a look?” Phil said this, looking at Sherlock.

“Wait a moment,” Sherlock waved her hand, then came to the entrance, inspected the surroundings of the house, and only after confirming that there was nothing unusual, did she stand at the main entrance again. Then she pushed open the door.

A Tier 5 mage, of course, had many ways to open a locked door.

Phil followed behind Sherlock and asked in confusion, “What were you doing just now?”

“Checking the specific structure of the house, and also checking for any hidden mechanisms,” Sherlock explained casually.

“In a house like this, if it belongs to someone with ulterior motives, they would usually try to confuse searchers with the space, creating a secret room.”

“Checking for hidden mechanisms just now was also to see if there were any external mechanisms that would lock people inside after they entered, and then release traps like poison gas.”

Saying this, Sherlock turned her head and looked at Phil.

“You are helping His Highness the Prince manage his secret assets. Don’t you know this?”

Phil was helpless and could only give an awkward smile.