The atmosphere between Loki and Pure White visibly tensed up.
No one else dared to speak, and the only person who could interject at this time was Aiwass.
"In fact, Cardinal Loki,"
Aiwass touched his chest lightly with his right hand three times and began, "I am myself implicated in this matter—because the bishop named Mercedes, she died inside a cabinet in my room.
"And if Her Highness the Holy Maiden had not had other urgent matters at the time, she would have been the first to see her friend's corpse. I would have been a witness, seeing all of this."
"So what?"
Loki asked in return.
He appeared calm and collected, as if he had no knowledge whatsoever of the Pure White Amberficate.
Aiwass's eyebrows lifted slightly.
—Could this be Loki's act?
Was he pretending to be ignorant of this matter, thereby absolving himself of suspicion?
But just then, Pure White suddenly spoke up, uttering words that surprised Aiwass, "Cardinal Loki, Aiwass knows about that matter."
...Hm?
