Funinna, please let me steal your heart!

Navia strode into Luna's house. Having finished her work yesterday, she had some free time today and invited Luna to have some fun together.

If we also invite Claude and Chiori, it will definitely be a lot of fun!

With that thought in mind, she pushed open the door with great anticipation.

"Lulu, shall we go play...?"

Clarin sat on the edge of the bed, biting the ribbon used to tie her hair, her hands reaching behind her head to bind it up. Luna lay peacefully behind her.

Clarinde was visibly taken aback when she saw Navia.

"Navia?" The moment she spoke, the ribbon she was biting fell to the ground.

"Clorind?"

"Why are you here?" "Why are you in Lulu's bed?" the two asked at the same time.

There was silence.

146: What a tough mouth!

"Phew, the opera in Fontainebleau is quite good!"

Inside Fontaine, the traveler Ying is strolling through the streets with Paimon.

Ying said with great interest, "The main reason is that the performance team is very professional. I heard that the film in Fontainebleau is also very good. I'll go and see it when I have the chance."

"Great! It would be even better if we could bring snacks in."

A man carrying a stack of newspapers approached: "Miss and this lovely child, would you like to buy a newspaper?"

"Who are you calling a kid!" Paimon huffed and stomped on the air a few times.

The man scratched his head. Seeing how petite she was, even though she could fly, wasn't it normal to mistake her for a child?

"Fine, I won't argue with you. Here, have a newspaper. I'll see if anything's been happening lately. It would be best if Miss Luna had some free time."

In this way, Ying will be able to meet the water goddess Funina through Luna's matchmaking.

Paimon will never forget Fire's goal and wish to find her family.

However, every time I tried to find Luna, the answer was always the same: Miss Luna is busy.

What exactly are they busy doing?

Paimon then said she wanted a drink, so Ying took out a bottle of beverage and handed it to her.

"Hehe, how did you know I wanted to drink this?"

Ying put her hands on her hips: "Don't I understand you?"

As Ying handed over the money and took the newspaper, she unfolded it and suddenly raised her eyebrows, her expression becoming quite subtle.

"What's wrong? You look strange. What's written in the newspaper? Let me see..."

Paimon leaned closer to take a look.

"The 'Prince,' the Executor of the Fools, is found guilty—a conflict between the Proclamation Machine and the Supreme Judge?"... *Pfft!*

Paimon sprayed it.

She wasn't seeing things, was she? "Young Master" D'Artagnan had actually been thrown into Mero Petersburg?

"That guy has indeed done a lot of bad things, but didn't he just arrive in Fontaine not long ago? He entrusted the Eye of God to us for safekeeping just a few days ago, how come he's in jail now?"

Ying could only shake her head.

You ask her, but who does she ask?

She could only glean one thing from the newspaper.

During yesterday's trial, the defense attorneys for both sides engaged in a fierce debate, and ultimately, Dadalia's defense attorney emerged victorious.

The Supreme Judge Navelette also declared: "Mr. D'Artagnan is innocent."

However, the message machine gave the exact opposite result.

The imperial edict reads: "Guilty."

Theoretically, the oracle might indeed give a different judgment than the Supreme Judge.

But after so many years, this is the first time such a completely opposite situation has occurred.

D'Artagnan, who refused to accept the verdict, resorted to force, and the farce was only brought to an end when Navilette intervened.

In response, Furina declared: "'The Oracle' is the embodiment of justice and will not issue unfounded judgments! Everything he has done is unforgivable and intolerable!"

Although the masses still had doubts, they accepted the explanation because of the reputation of the Fools.

Paimon stroked his chin.

"That guy did do bad things, but his case involves a philanthropist who was assassinated, and a shocking scandal broke out after his death..."

It doesn't feel like something he would do.

Ying nodded: "But the problem lies with the proclamation machine."

Why was he convicted when the court ruled in his favor? His defense had clearly been successful.

........................

Inside Momang Palace.

Clarinde, with her hands behind her back, glanced at Funina.

Yesterday's verdict seemed to have no effect on her; she continued to enjoy her dessert with a satisfied smile.

As the duel's agent, Clarind was naturally eager to find out the details.

What was the matter with yesterday's imperial edict?

“.................” Clorind closed her eyes.

But she remained silent.

She had a feeling that even if she asked Funina, she wouldn't get any useful answers.

"Clorind, what are you doing in Lulu's bed?"

Unwittingly recalling the awkward situation from yesterday, Cloline pulled her hat up.

Although she quickly clarified that it was just an overnight stay and they would only sleep together, it was impossible for her to develop a relationship with Luna that went beyond friendship.

But she always felt that Navia's expression was very subtle.

Fortunately, Navia eventually accepted it.

It's so wonderful that people can understand each other... but it might just be that Navia has a great personality.

Clarin glanced at Frynn again; with the conclusion of yesterday's trial, many voices had emerged.

Some people questioned: "Does the water goddess know nothing? She clearly created the device herself."

Some have questioned: "If the imperial decree machine malfunctioned, does that mean all the judgments so far have been problematic? Is this reliable?"

However, Clarinde wouldn't listen to these voices.

These questioning voices can distract people and cause them to look away from the truth.

She will not let others' words replace her own mind.

As Funina's subordinate and bodyguard who was always by her side, she could see clearly what was going on in her heart... or at least she hoped so.

"Clorind, you may leave now."

"...good."

Since Funina gave the order, she had no choice but to leave first.

After the door closed, only Funina remained in the room.

Fulina put down her knife and fork, lowered her head, and her face was reflected in the clear water in her glass.

Her expression was full of sorrow and unease, an expression she absolutely could not let anyone see.

“Clorind didn’t ask anything,” she muttered.

It must have been really tough on her.

The dueling agent also represents the laws and justice of Fontaine, so it's impossible for Clarinde not to want to know about the oracle's situation.

Even when asked, Funina couldn't give any accurate answers.

"How am I supposed to know it will result in a guilty verdict... This doesn't make sense."

It's so strange that the defense was successful but the defendant was still found guilty!

If she really made the oracle, she would have taken it apart to find out what was going on.

But she was just an ordinary person playing the role of a god.

Funina didn't have much of an appetite; her earlier act of enjoying the snacks was just an act.

“I have to act with complete confidence, otherwise my words will easily be questioned…” Funina took a sip of red tea and propped her chin up with her hand.

"Think about it carefully. The oracle is a creation that can make judgments on its own. Under what circumstances will it determine 'guilt'?"

Funina kept poking at the fruit on the cake with her fork, seemingly lost in thought.

But not long after, she clutched her head and let out a wail.

"How can a living, breathing human being understand machines!"

It's not a reflection!

Furnessa leaned back in her chair and muttered, "Logically speaking, if someone really wants to condemn someone, they want them to disappear—"

But D'Artagnan and the Prophet had no enmity whatsoever.

"Upon closer examination, this behavior can actually be considered a way to benefit oneself."

favorable?

Could it be that the Oracle convicted the Executors of the Fools because it felt... that this was beneficial?

Funina's ahoge (cowlick) swayed as she crossed her arms and pondered, "But what's the benefit? Putting a Fool's Enforcer in jail is detrimental to Fontaine's diplomacy no matter how you look at it."