Chapter 44: Holmes vs. Watson
The Phantom Thief White Cat—a figure now known to all in Fontaine.
No one knew her code of conduct, and what she herself claimed was the truth—that she had no particular reason for her actio...
The Phantom Thief White Cat—a figure now known to all in Fontaine.
No one knew her code of conduct, and what she herself claimed was the truth—that she had no particular reason for her actio...
The Phantom Thief before her stood with graceful poise, a smile on her face as warm as if she were greeting a dear friend.
Navia suddenly experienced a strange sensation.
It was like... like....
Despite being visibly intimidated, the Franglet couple exchanged glances and forcibly composed themselves.
"Miss White Cat, your bravado is remarkable. Can I assume you've accepted our challenge...
"Miss, you're contemplating the Phantom Thief's notice again, aren't you?"
The voices of Navia's two attendants drew her back to reality.
She murmured, "Indeed. There's truly an indescribable...
The next day, at the Franglet family mansion.
Although they were nobles, among all the noble mansions Navia had seen, the Franglet family's residence was undoubtedly the poorest.
Several awkw...
"I shouldn't have come with you," Chiori muttered resentfully.
"But it's all hypothetical now, isn't it?" Luna replied with a shrug.
Chiori sighed and continued dancing with Luna. Her attire ...
Staring at Luna's outstretched hand, Navia couldn't help but recall her slender, delicate fingers through the thin black silk glove.
She asked, astonished, "Me?"
"Yes, is that so strange?"
Another week passed. The night of the banquet arrived.
Just as Luna had gleaned from her sources, a crowd of wealthy elites and nobility filled the spacious hall, wine glasses in hand, conversin...
The banquet was to be held two weeks hence, which meant Chiori averaged one formal outfit per week.
Of course, this posed no challenge for her now.
Speed? No problem.
Quality? Never an iss...
Since the playwright's gone to squat in Meropide, leaving the position vacant, why couldn't I step in as the new playwright?
If my reputation as a playwright grows, I'll be able to ...
Meanwhile, at Palais Mermonia.
Furina glanced at the clock, thinking it was time for bed.
"Though today's trials were truly..."
In all her years, she had rarely encountered such torturous ...
The reporter Charlotte from the Steam Bird Newspaper might not be the fastest on her feet.
But she was undoubtedly the most ethereal and unpredictable.
It was as if, no matter where you went,...
These words, never before uttered, tumbled from Luna's mouth.
What did she mean by this?
Navia's face turned beet red as she cautiously asked, "Could it be that, that you... you have a prefer...
The headquarters of the Spina di Rosula were located in Poisson, but their hideout was situated near Fleuve Cendre, below Fontaine.
The Fleuve Cendre...
The trial ended, and the audience filed out. Luna and Navia rested briefly in the dressing room before leaving the opera house.
As they entered the main hall, Navia stretched her arms wide, taki...
Why does she know about the script?
Judith couldn't help but take a step back, while her stand-in defense counsel was rendered speechless once again.
What script? How come I've n...
Neuvillette rapped his cane on the floor.
"Let the trial continue."
Furina leaned against the armrest, covering a yawn with her hand. "Yawn, can't help it... It's been half an hour. Does the ...
If there's one unwritten taboo between a defense attorney and their accused client, it's undoubtedly—mistrust.
The defense attorney must trust their client, acting in their best interests at a...
The afternoon arrived, and it was time for the Trial.
The audience, already informed through various channels, had taken their seats early.
The opera house was packed, with not a single...
2025-05-22 07:09:29 +0000 UTC View PostLofan felt the audience's seething anger, and the smirk at the corner of his lips grew more pronounced.
After realizing that his repeated jumps from heights were yielding increasingly higher ...
2025-05-22 07:08:08 +0000 UTC View PostAt the Opera Epiclese, Lofan stood on the raised platform reserved for the accused. He was charged with inciting innocent civilians to leap from buildings—the true mastermind behind Fontaine's re...
2025-05-22 07:06:25 +0000 UTC View PostCharlotte had never seen Lofan like this. The unfamiliar expression on his face froze her smile, and her hand, poised to greet him, slowly lowered.
In the next moment, Charlotte found a hidde...
2025-05-22 07:03:50 +0000 UTC View PostWhat kind of philanthropist is this?!
Charlotte? Ah, that's fine then.
Initially consumed by grief over wasting his day's food allowance on Fonta, Lofan hadn't noticed the p...
When Lofan opened his eyes, his mind was already filled with information about his current body.
Name: Lofan Shenayevich
Nationality: Fontainian
Gender: Male
Build: Slightly frail
"Dead again."
"Another death."
"Breaking news! Another suicide at Fontaine! Is this a distortion of human nature or a collapse of moral standards? What hidden grievances could there be? For d...
"All right, then. I'll see you this afternoon." With that final announcement, Luna curtsied and left.
"...In any case, don't try opposing the court of justice. If you're innocent, there's not...
2025-05-22 03:43:30 +0000 UTC View PostA while back, Luna purposely meandered through the streets, eager to find her beloved Captain.
After all, if she needed to locate someone from the security team, why not choose the one she knew ...
Chevreuse repeated the name Confrerie of Cabriere to herself as she walked back to the Special Task Force headquarters.
"Miss! Miss Chevreuse!"
A sudden shout drew Chevreuse's ...
2025-05-22 03:41:46 +0000 UTC View PostChevreuse couldn't believe her ears. "Repeat that."
"I wish to kiss Miss Chevreuse on the cheek."
After a long silence, Chevreuse said, "That's no laughing matter."
"No laughing matter ind...
Luna swung her legs. "'Why am I doing this?' Even if you ask me like that, I don't know what you mean."
"Why are you attacking other criminals like them?" Chevreuse asked blandly.
"Do I need ...