The next day...
Mil finished his work at the church, quietly changed his clothes, and used a disguise spell.
He found Gael, the judicial officer of the Tribunal, in a cafe in the Holy See District.
Mil had observed and tested this judicial officer for a long time before confirming that he was a person who knew how to play his cards right!
"Mr. Gael, hello... I contacted you by letter before and arranged to see you this morning!"
"Oh! Are you... Mr. Just?"
The judicial officer took off his glasses, offered an experienced smile, and stood up to shake "Mil's" hand.
Mil eagerly extended both hands, shaking his weathered yet warm hand, and said with a smile:
"Yes, my name is Juste du It, a merchant from a small business association in the North. I've long admired your reputation, Mr. Gael, and seeing you today, your extraordinary demeanor is truly impressive!"
"Hahaha! Mr. Just, you are also young and promising."
After a few polite exchanges, they sat down. Mil presented a basket of fruit and placed a money pouch on the table...
It contained a full 30 gold coins, worth 300,000 Thalers.
"Mr. Gael, about... as I mentioned before, regarding Imperial First Prince Otto and Fourth Princess Diana..."
"Oh! I know!"
Before Mil could finish speaking, Gael suddenly slapped the table and pushed Mil's money back:
"Hey... What was I thinking? Keep your money; last night, that esteemed person already sent someone to deliver the money!"
"Huh?"
"Don't worry, I'm an honest person. I won't take a single extra cent. Go quickly and ask if too much was given?"
Judicial Officer Gael smiled genuinely, leaned back in his chair, and took a sip of coffee.
Mil, however, was completely bewildered:
"This... Mr. Gael, are you sure the matter I want to discuss is the same as the one you're talking about?"
"Oh, little brother, don't worry. The specific details have already been told to me. Imperial First Prince Otto, on his way back to the Royal Capital... crunch!"
Gael made a throat-slitting gesture, rolled his eyes, and then held up four fingers:
"And then, frame Imperial Fourth Princess Diana for it! I'm responsible for helping you with the judgment endorsement and conviction, right?"
"Right... No! Who told you that?"
Mil clenched his fists, his palms already starting to sweat, but Gael unhurriedly held up three fingers:
"Alright! We're all working for that esteemed person. The one funding you from behind must also be a colleague of that esteemed person. We're all in the same boat!"
Mil's eyes darted around several times. He had only discussed the plan for this matter with the Demon Lord mother and daughter...
Yesterday, he had scolded the Demon Lord's daughter. Could this be the Demon Lord's sincerity?
Ah... that works too!
"Oh, oh... Mr. Gael, I think I understand now. I'll leave this matter to you."
"Brother, how about we have lunch? It's on me..."
"No, no, it's fine as long as you handle the matter! I have other things to attend to here; I won't say more for now! Take the fruit back and try it!"
After speaking, Mil quickly left the Holy See District, found an empty corner, and opened the succubus book, asking:
"Miley! Was bribing the judicial officer arranged by you?"
"Please wait, I'll ask Mother."
A moment later, Miley replied:
"My Lord... Mother said it was arranged by Imperial Third Prince."
"Hmm, I see. Tell her to inform me in advance next time for such matters."
Confirming his guess, Mil let out a long sigh of relief. The Demon Lord mother and daughter had handled this matter quite well.
Being able to use Imperial Third Prince was indeed somewhat unexpected, but after all, the Demon Lord... perhaps one of her little demons had taken care of the Third Prince?
In reality, Lilith's mother, Lady Charles, was also a bit confused...
Shouldn't this matter have been asked of Ibon, the Black Magician of the Black Forest?
It was clearly Ibon who had the Third Prince arrange it.
A long time ago, in order for Miley to help, Mil had told the Demon Lord mother and daughter the first step of the "Diana's Fall" plan—the assassination of the First Prince.
So much so that when Lady Charles heard the exact same plan from Ibon, she thought it was a task Mil had given to Ibon;
She didn't suspect at all...
That this might be a plan thought up by two different people.
She didn't even consider that Mil and Ibon currently had no means of communication.
...
Following Saint's Avenue, leaving the Holy See District, Sibyl Magic Academy was just across the Tyber River.
For the past month, Lilith would stop her carriage at the Throne Angel Bridge entrance every morning, waiting for Mil.
And today, as soon as Mil got into the carriage, Lilith handed him an invitation:
"Imperial First Prince Otto arrives in the Holy City this afternoon. There's a ball tonight; prepare yourself."
"Can I not go?"
"No, the ball will formally announce our upcoming engagement. Bring your sister too."
Lilith tucked the invitation into Mil's clothes, tapped the carriage, and the carriage slowly began to move.
She folded her arms, looking at the shimmering river surface, her long eyelashes half-covering her pale purple eyes, her gaze melancholic and wistful.
The young girl, kidnapped by political maneuvering, became a chip on the gambling table...
Mil only found it boring. If she joined the Abyss, there wouldn't be so much nonsense, would there?
What esteemed person, what boss, white knife in, red knife out, a rope, hang them on a lamppost and it's done.
"Getting engaged so quickly? I remember your engagement can only be dissolved after the First Prince returns to the Royal Capital with the demon race hostage, right?"
"I only have an engagement with that fat pig; I haven't had an engagement ceremony with him, so it doesn't affect anything."
In reality, Lilith also knew that the First Prince wouldn't be returning, and the three parties would have to start bickering again.
Mil pursed his lips, still not giving up on his plan to pull this promising Great Magician into his faction, so he probed again:
"Then... what about 'that esteemed person' Lady Charles wants you to serve? You can't keep using me as a curtain, can you?"
"Sigh... It's hard to say right now. If He doesn't succeed in the end, then I... might be free."
Lilith sighed wearily, while Mil struck while the iron was hot, saying:
"For people like us who dabble in the Abyss, the main principle of doing things is to be unscrupulous. If you don't mind, I can help you... eliminate him!"
Lilith couldn't help but laugh, asking in a teasing tone:
"What's the price?"
"You... join us!"
"Hmm... Let me think about it."
For Mil, the first phase, the assassination of the First Prince, was almost ready—
Alice would persuade the church to reduce the number of Holy Knights escorting the Prince.
The werewolves would be responsible for launching a surprise attack, causing chaos.
Before the operation, Diana would be given a sedative to make her unconscious, and the First Prince and all his personal guards would be killed.
Finally, the bribed Tribunal would convict Diana.
As for the Blood Clan Princess and the Skeleton Knight, as long as their shackles and restraints were removed, in such a chaotic situation, and without the restraint of the Holy Sword Diana, it would be easy for them to break out.
However, for the subsequent plan after the framing, Mil only had a general framework; the specific execution method might need to be taken one step at a time.
