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Chapter 55 Ryan Fahl Never Breaks His Promises
Ryan had publicly promised to solve the South District serial murders within two weeks.

Now it's the last day, and the Imperial Capital Garrison still hasn't disclosed any useful information or actual progress.

Among the many media outlets in the capital, only the Sun God Daily, which likes to create sensational news about the royal family, sparingly offered a single sentence of evaluation in a certain page, saying, "The commander of the capital garrison was elected through a boasting contest, and this new commander clearly deserves the title."

All the media outlets are giving extensive coverage to the recent major event—the women's march and protest in the capital.

Parades are a traditional event in the capital.

Every year during the Senate and Tribunal elections, large groups of vote thugs would roam the streets of the capital, carrying banners and chanting slogans, threatening residents to vote for their candidates.

If the vote-trolls of different candidates clash, street brawls are inevitable, and bloodshed and even murder are common occurrences.

However, the vast majority of the protesters this time were women from Beijing.

According to the usual saying, dying on the battlefield is a man's business, and women only need to do housework, take care of children and the elderly, and perform weekly sacrifices to the Kitchen God.

The current serial murders, all targeting women, have instilled immense fear in the women of the capital. They poured into the marches from their homes, angrily denouncing the useless men, the incompetent capital garrison, and the utterly ineffective royal family and nobles in this regard.

If they encountered nobles or imperial officials on the road, these women would take out rotten eggs and rotten cabbages, or even terrifying weapons stained with menstrual blood, and hurl them at them.

No one dared to mess with this formidable team.

If it were vote-rigging gangsters attacking the masses, both the imperial guards and the nobles' protectors would rush to show their bravery and completely crush the rabble.

But women... it's shameful to lose, and it's even more shameful to win, so the men could only flee in disarray.

An elderly councilor with mobility issues was surrounded by enraged women from the capital. They tore his clothes and trousers, broke his good leg, and then stormed off, leaving the poor old man wailing pitifully in the street, as if he were about to go from social death to physical death.

Renn commanded the Imperial Guards to rescue him from the street and bring him back to the military camp. The two men in gold robes who had performed bravely were even given extra rewards for their actions—after all, if they had encountered a group of women on the road, they would most likely have met the same fate, as neither armor nor swords could have protected them.

Soon, no men dared to show their faces at any street corner in the capital.

Such an unprecedented and formidable achievement gave the women of the capital a tremendous sense of security and accomplishment. Many even openly tore off their shirts, exposing their upper bodies, and waved the slivers of fabric in their hands, mocking the men hiding in their houses.

As the organizer of this event, the Amazon Association also reaped the biggest rewards. Hundreds of marchers volunteered to sign up, hoping to officially become "brave Amazons" and continue to protect themselves alongside their fearless fighting sisters, never again relying on those cowardly and incompetent men.

Pooh!
As the procession reached the gates of Duke Cross's mansion, they suddenly heard several pitiful meows coming from inside the walls.

Immediately afterwards, several wounded cats struggled to climb over the courtyard wall and rushed into the women's marching procession, emitting pitiful cries for help.

The compassionate women, disregarding their continued march and demonstration, quickly checked on the cats' condition.

Very miserable.

Their bodies were covered in a mess of wounds, and their fur was filthy and tangled with blood and sweat. What was even more chilling was that their scalps had been ripped open with sharp blades.

Like the victims of the South Side serial murders, these poor cats suffered horrific abuse.

Considering they escaped from the mansion...

Case solved! Soon, the Duke's mansion was surrounded by furious women from the capital, and countless people began violently kicking the walls and the main gate, as well as throwing stones into the courtyard.

"What's going on?" Duke Dacros, who was in the study, was startled and quickly came out to ask.

"The servants report that dozens of injured cats have climbed over the wall from the east," the butler reported quickly.

"Is the cat injured? Was it rescued?" the Duke asked hurriedly.

"The servants caught most of them and have taken them to be treated," the steward said anxiously. "But a few panicked and jumped over the south wall to escape, only to run into the women's procession outside. They..."

"What happened to them?"

"They seem to think that these cats can prove that you are the killer in the South District serial murders."

Duke Darkros's expression changed drastically, and he said in a trembling voice:
"How could it be me? I... I am the Duke! Why would I kill those lowly people? What evidence do they have to accuse me? The Darkros family cannot be unjustly slandered!"

The butler was unable to answer the Duke's question.

Based on the evidence, the fact that the injured cat escaped from the Duke's mansion is enough to suggest that the Duke was suspected of abusing the cat.

Those who abuse cats are all psychopaths. If they dare to abuse cats for fun today, they'll abuse people tomorrow if that's not enough. To the public, this logic is so rigorous and meticulous that it's almost unassailable.

Therefore, His Excellency the Duke is the serial killer, the evidence is irrefutable, there is no doubt about it!
Duke Dacros turned pale and quickly realized that he was in a situation where he had no way to defend himself.

The furious women of the capital city would not allow her to send someone over to explain, and her greatest advantage—the support of the capital's nobles—was almost entirely useless in the face of these unreasonable mobs.

"Let's go!" the Duke decided quickly. "Escort me to my manor outside the city for refuge!"

The mansion was now surrounded by furious women from the capital, and the hope of escape was extremely slim. However, staying here would obviously lead to a more miserable fate. So the steward had no choice but to have the Duke disguise himself as a family knight and summon the real family knights to escort him away quickly.

If you encounter a mob, show no mercy and kill them on the spot!

Soon, Duke Darkros, disguised as a knight, followed his fully armed family knights and attempted to break out through the south gate.

As soon as everyone rushed out the door, they saw a dense barrage of stones raining down on them like arrows!

Armor can effectively protect against slashes and pierces from swords, but it is hardly enough to withstand the penetrating damage of projectiles. In close combat and with a large number of enemies, factors such as insufficient strength or poor accuracy become irrelevant.

The duke and his knights staggered and spun around from the stones, and were quickly surrounded by the crowd. Each of them was held by five or six burly women, unable to move, while others deliberately removed his helmet and smashed stones into his face.

Behind a distant street corner, Renn silently cast a Weakening Curse, subduing the knights without a sound, and then used a Mass Wrath spell to ignite the women's fighting spirit. With this shift in power, Duke Darkros was completely trapped in a deadly situation and soon met a violent end, much like Han Xin.

As the Duke's wails grew weaker, he calmly pulled on his hood to cover his face, turned, and disappeared into the shadows.

Ryan Fahre promised to solve the case within two weeks, and he would never break his word.

(End of this chapter)