I! Cleaner!

"Seriously... is the B Kingdom always this crazy?

I'm a prince, for crying out loud! Just for crossing the security line and looking at the scenery, they throw me in jail?

After being bound by soft white silk ribbons by the guards, and pushed onto a carriage that took him to a rather strange-looking building, and then locked in the innermost room, Lyon, who had just gotten off the airship and immediately landed in a prison cell, was completely dumbfounded.

Strictly speaking, the place where I am now should be the prison of the Kalevan Kingdom... at least that's what the sign outside the door says.

But the problem is, this prison is decorated a little too luxuriously. Not only are the windows clean and the lights bright, but there are also oil paintings on the walls that look like they were made by famous artists, and there's even a swimming pool!

What kind of criminal can swim in their own prison cell!

Without even exerting any effort, he easily broke free from the white silk that bound his hands. Lyon, with a bewildered look, walked around this super luxurious prison cell that was over 300 square meters, and then discovered, to his even greater shock, that the swimming pool was probably the most ordinary feature of this prison.

For one thing, the white leather on the small footstool used for changing shoes next to the prison cell entrance is a famous product of the Northern Kingdom.

Before returning from the Northern Kingdom, I thought about bringing some specialties back to Anna and the others, so I specifically learned about the prices of some things. This kind of artificial leather made from the fine fluff under the armpits of giant snow mammoths can be sold for more than 300 gold coins for a piece the size of a palm.

And this small footstool for changing shoes is covered with at least one square meter of artificial leather. It can be said that this inconspicuous stool alone is worth several years of salary in the Cleansing Bureau!

This is really... really needs a good sit.

Although he has no pursuit of money and is not particularly materialistic, Lyon couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart when faced with this top luxury item equivalent to several years of his salary, and sat on it a couple more times.

And this surprisingly expensive little stool, as expected... didn't feel anything special.

After looking at his gray work pants, which were even harder than jeans, a hesitant look appeared in Lyon's eyes, but in the end, he maintained his integrity and didn't take off his pants to directly feel the top-notch sitting sensation of the snow mammoth fleece, only reaching out to touch it a few more times.

Just as Lyon got up from the stool and was about to feel how awesome the other things in the prison were, the prison door, which had just been closed for less than three minutes, was opened from the outside.

Prince Vernon, who had previously ordered the arrest with a serious face, was standing outside the prison door with the guards, and congratulated him with a happy face:

"Congratulations on your release, Lord Lyon. I have already paid the fine for your crime of disturbing public order. Now you can leave."

"..."

So you made such a big show, risking a serious diplomatic incident to have me arrested, just to keep me in here for three minutes? You... don't congratulate me, you should go see a doctor!

"Hehe, you may not be used to it, but this is the inviolable justice of our Kalevan Kingdom."

After releasing Lyon from the prison amid his extremely awkward expression, Prince Vernon explained with a smile:

"When the gavel is struck, the echo needs to resonate in everyone's heart, not gradually weaken to silence in the ears of power... These are the words that First Ancestor Kalevan personally wrote on the title page of the code when revising the law, and it is also the concept that our entire Kalevan Kingdom believes in.

Whether it is the noble king or the humble serf, as long as they violate the law, they should be punished. Wealth, status, and position should never become obstacles to justice. Justice must descend equally on everyone!"

"..."

Okay... anyway, I was only locked up for three minutes, so whatever you say...

Although he felt that they were a bit overcorrecting, and had turned Kalevan I's good intentions into something crazy, Lyon didn't say anything more when he thought of the [Justice] blood flowing in the West Kalevan royal family, but patiently asked:

"Your country's customs are a bit special... Prince Vernon, how is the investigation you were doing at my request regarding that Miss Olivia?"

"This... I'm sorry..."

Hearing Lyon's question, Prince Vernon couldn't help but pause, and then said with a slight apology:

"On the first day after receiving your request, my mother mobilized a large number of people to search all the places selling alcohol in Lily City, but they couldn't find the whereabouts of the Miss Olivia you mentioned.

Lyon frowned upon hearing this, knowing that the director must have used [Love of Oblivion] to wipe out the memories of those who had come into contact with her.

As an anomalous item that the director often used to temporarily skip bills when she was drunk and didn't have enough money, as long as one developed a little bit of affection, appreciation, or admiration for her, a large chunk of memory could be erased by [Love of Oblivion].

Although the director is an out-and-out drunkard, she is indeed stunningly beautiful, and people who see her for the first time inevitably develop a good impression of her, making it almost impossible to avoid the memory cleansing of [Love of Oblivion].

If she keeps [Love of Oblivion] active, then everyone who sees her will forget her as soon as they turn their heads. My plan to find her through "official" means can basically be declared a complete failure.

"Then don't look for her for now."

After shaking his head helplessly, Lyon requested:

"Prince Vernon, please take me to the palace first, I have something to inform your country's King... oh right."

Speaking of this, Lyon looked around at the other rooms in the prison, and then looked at Prince Vernon, asking with a focused gaze:

"What about the security guard on the airship tower? I remember you brought him here in the end, where is he?"

"He's locked up in the prison on the other side."

Prince Vernon said with a smile upon hearing this:

"Although you took the blame for the two charges of dereliction of duty and bumping into a distinguished guest, he did disobey my father's order, so he can't escape the crime of disobeying the royal order.

These people on the airship tower are usually not careful enough in these matters because they come into contact with more foreigners, so a little punishment this time can make him learn a lesson."

Learn a lesson...

After his gaze passed through dozens of layers of walls and locked onto a familiar mind-heart filled with extreme panic, Lyon frowned again and stared at Prince Vernon, saying:

"Prince Vernon, I'm a little curious about the punishment he's receiving, can I go take a look?"