Chapter 1603

Before I went to the Southern Frontier, I had no plan for my life, nor did I have clear goals or particular things I wanted to do. When we reclaimed the Southern Frontier and returned to the capital, the cheers of the people made me wonder whether it was a waste to let life pass by without a purpose.

I began to think about the meaning of life.

Following Cari's lead, I found myself involved in many things, from Skye

Embroidery to Gracewood Women's Academy. I saw so many women whose lives had been filled with suffering; I knew I had the power to help them.

I thought, perhaps, this was one of life's meanings. As it was only one possible meaning, that meant there could be more.

This wasn't a boast, but I always had a strong dislike for evil. So, when I heard of murderers and those who were guilty of terrible crimes going free because of a lack of evidence, I was furious. I believed that anyone who took a life should pay with their own.

At first, I didn't do anything extreme. I simply followed the leads from the Royal Citadel and continued the investigation, handing over the evidence I gathered to them.

Then, I came across a special case—a massacre.

One victim survived, though she had been driven mad with fear. She identified the murderer, but because she was now considered insane, her testimony was not accepted. In her madness, she even pointed to the Royal Citadel's governor as the killer, as well as accused several others in court, claiming they were all trying to harm her.

This led to the release of the original suspect due to insufficient evidence.

There was no weapon recovered or other witnesses. After the

be honest, when I first learned about this case, I also thought the suspect was wrongfully accused. He was the scholarly type-well-read in

observe the suspect for some time. However, they found

hung over her like a sword, forever pressing on her heart. She would never forget how her family had been brutally

and bring them to justice. It

the case with Claire, as it would be

looking into the case, I realized just how

seemed to have any enemies. The only survivor, Rhea Brook, was out of her mind, unable to

was a young scholar named Stephen Lane, the son of a neighbor. Rhea identified him as

ask

always been on good terms.

tasty to eat, they

other. They also attended each other's weddings

and were very close. Both

had occurred, Stephen's parents were taking care of Rhea. After all, she was the only one left from her family, and had been driven mad. It was terribly sad that

to care for her, so it was clear that

efforts to ask around, there was no progress. There were no clues and nothing to go

disguised myself and secretly followed Stephen. When he went out, it was only to return to his academy or visit the bookshop. Occasionally, he would meet with his classmates for a drink, but was always careful with his behavior. When he passed

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