Instigator and Protector of Violence-Chapter 284: The Unlucky One

"Their latest target has shifted. After leaving the slums, Trafford went to visit a well-known cold weapon expert in the city."

Anya narrated her surveillance results while sipping her coffee.

"Cold weapon?"

Ethan was stunned for a moment, truly not expecting the other party to investigate in this direction.

Then he suddenly realized something and took out the silver thrusting sword.

After drinking blood again today, the sword felt a bit restless.

It seemed that the remnants of the War God's true name hidden within the sword had the tendency to awaken.

So, they had been misled.

It was really a twist of fate.

Wait a minute.

Isn't this exactly a point that can be exploited?

The silver thrusting sword, cold weapon, this direction—who will it make them suspect?

Old nobility.

Only those old nobility who came from the old continent since the establishment of the Kingdom, with prominent reputations there, would use such a thrusting sword, right?

In this day and age, thrusting swords, let alone soldiers' long swords, have already become a thing of the past; it's the era of firearms now.

Automatic guns are mainstream.

So, the scope is actually quite small.

Old nobility, and they must be non-Royalist Faction members.

Should they be guided in this direction?

"Continue observing their movements, and once they have a clear suspect, note it down."

Ethan still needed to think about how to move the chessboard.

However, in the current situation, he is in the dark, and those people are in the light—it's a totally different scenario.

The night passed quickly.

There wasn't much time left for Trafford, either.

If he doesn't catch West and Johnny Blackbird soon, his plan to return to the Kingdom Defense Bureau would be completely ruined.

He might still work under Michelle, but definitely not in his original capacity.

He might never see a promotion in his life again.

So he had to find those two.

After hearing Trevor speak yesterday, they found a new breakthrough—the thrusting sword. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

After consulting with the most professional cold weapon expert in the city, possibly the Kingdom's foremost cold weapon expert, Karavel, they finally had some clues.

The range has been significantly narrowed.

Currently, in the whole Kingdom, those who still use thrusting swords and are in the Royal Capital can be counted on one hand.

Among them, some households are members of the Royalist Faction, which can be excluded first.

Then, there were only two families left.

The You Sen Clan of the top ten surnames, and the Jiakade Clan.

The You Sen Clan is a neutral family; they have always been loyal to the King through generations and are considered the family closest to the royal family.

This generation of the You Sen Clan is also deeply loved by the King, so such a family couldn't possibly get involved in this matter.

Then...

It's only Jiakade.

Jiakade was once considered a top family, a grand noble in the Crisen Duchy during the old continent days, also making numerous contributions in the war to establish the Kingdom.

Once, many members of the Kingdom Army were from the Jiakade family, truly influential.

However, as cold weapons were phased out, this family gradually declined.

In this generation, there's even a playboy like Count Jiakade.

This guy has none of the heroism of his ancestors; his most famous feature is his thrusting sword, but his thrusting sword wasn't meant for the battlefield. There's no place for thrusting swords on the battlefield now.

So he turned to performing with his thrusting sword, initially conquering the hearts of many noblewomen and young ladies.

Now his reputation is poor. Upon hearing a thrusting sword performance, people want to run because everyone knows, after the sword performance, he'll perform something else.

This guy...

"Could he be a hidden master?"

Trafford expressed doubt.

This Count Jiakade is not even said to be a true namer; how could he kill a body of Trevor's?

Is the direction wrong?

But thinking the other way around, if he really is that person, then his usual reckless behavior seems more like a disguise, making him more suspicious.

In any case, it must be investigated thoroughly.

So he directly monitored Count Jiakade's residence and sent someone to track Count Jiakade, while also investigating his whereabouts over the past month.

His people even infiltrated Count Jiakade's residence to gather clues.

The efficiency of the Kingdom Defense Bureau folks was really high.

Soon, he got some inklings of what he wanted.

The mansion was searched with no clues, but some thrusting swords in the residence clearly bore signs of long-term use.

And Count Jiakade had indeed attended that auction.

So his suspicion is indeed very high.

Lastly, about his recent whereabouts.

Most of it was all about his debauchery, but in the past two days, his trace was very vague, often disappearing.

More suspicious.

"Prepare to arrest him."

After much deliberation, Trafford decided to strike directly.

Even if it turns out wrong, it doesn't matter.

Compared to others, Count Jiakade is really nothing, already a fallen noble.

And all of his series of actions were fully witnessed by Anya.

She conveyed the message to Ethan.

Hearing the name Count Jiakade, Ethan also had a plan.

Just like how Trafford thought others were more troublesome while Jiakade wasn't a problem, Ethan felt the same way.

He had to be faster than Trafford.

At the same time...

Count Jiakade had no idea he was about to become a scapegoat inexplicably.

At this moment, he was still indulging freely in the latest northern wines at an underground gathering.

These days, he was somewhat delighted because Ethan was in trouble.

Ever since Ethan snatched those Ainebez shoes from him at the auction, he bore a grudge against Ethan.

Luckily, soon, Ethan's retribution came, and he was directly driven out of the Royal Capital like a stray dog.

This lifted his mood, making him want to drink every day.

But under the Prohibition Order, good wine was hard to find.

Fortunately, recently, a mysterious Northern Merchant arrived in the Royal Capital, supposedly dealing in permafrost, but secretly, this guy could get a lot of good wine.

Also, in the bootleg world, it's already an acknowledged fact that the Kingdom's northern regions, especially Wenster's bootleg wines, are the best.

Originally, that guy only invited some prominent figures and would definitely not send invitations to disgraced fallen nobles like him.

But with his connections, Count Jiakade leveraged his ancestral relationships to get an invitation, sneaking into this underground gathering.

Today, another batch of good stuff arrived, and he was drinking lavishly when someone called him.

"Esteemed Count Jiakade, our master greatly admires you and wishes to invite you to the VIP room for a chat."

Hearing the attendant's words, Count Jiakade felt somewhat flattered and immediately followed.