"I never dreamed that such an elaborate conspiracy could be woven into the fabric!" Count Caldwell exclaimed, his shock evident.
Abel nodded. "It seems he did this because he sensed the Emperor's displeasure when waging a war of attrition."
"Should we bring a lawsuit?" Caldwell asked, hope flickering in his tone.
"There's not enough evidence for that," Abel replied, his tone pragmatic. "All we have is a single warlock."
"Then what should we do?"
"There might be a spy. Let's block the gate and wait. Send troops to other places as well, in case they notice."
"Will we be able to find it then?"
"There must be some who try to pass through the forest secretly."
"Huh! There were rumors that you were smart, but it turns out they were all lies. Your Highness the Duke is a genius!"
"Uh… well, not to that extent."
