"Why suspect Baron Lys of being 'Jack the Ripper'? There are many who fit the criteria for suspicion, and not a few who fit the criteria better than the Baron."
Minerva asked discontentedly. She could have taken advantage of the opportune moment when troublemakers left to sneak back into the dormitory, but now she was sitting in the unlit carriage, tailing her classmates and class teacher, and furthermore...
"Your Highness, what you want to ask, is 'why is the V.E Company so interested in the matter of Jack the Ripper', right?"
A extremely calm laughter came from the opposite seat, clear and unfaltering, and had a persuasive power that could convince people.
The speaker was a woman wearing a Black Knight outfit, a red-haired woman who expresses her opinions extremely confidently, even in front of a princess.
In a certain sense, she could be called a witch—Salome.
