Retaliation of Disabled Girls
Chapter 19 The Witch Meeting

I have arrived at the palace. Keith was waiting for me at the gate. He reached out his hand, helping me get off the horse carriage. I embrace her hand so that our relationship looks friendly in the eyes of people.

There were whispers of people who saw us. I don't mind them. This is good for me. Our harmony will spread throughout the kingdom.

It's the first time I've come to a Family Head meeting. There was a feeling of excitement that filled my heart. Keith also noticed, he smiled at me. I took a deep breath to calm my heart. I have to behave like my father, look firm and wise. 

We arrived at the meeting hall. The heads of the families sat around the table. Derek's already put himself in. Keith and I sat at a table far away from Derek. Then the blonde opened the door. I looked at the man for quite a while. That guy looks like the girl I know.

"He's Stella's father, Mr. Frostein" Keith tapped into my ear.

Keith must have noticed me because my gaze was fixed on the man. He realized the question I had in my head. 

"So yeah, is he one of the animal and nature witches too?" my whiskey.

"Right, just like Stella," Keith replied.

We spoke at a very small volume, not wanting to be heard by Stella's father. After that, we did not talk about anything anymore, for fear of our whisper being heard by the others.

The head of the family began to fill the round table, leaving one of the most luxurious seats. Eric opened the door, the whole head of the family stood while bowing to him, we saluted the King. Eric walked over and sat down in that fancy chair. We all sat down and looked ahead.

Eric opens his voice. "I'm glad the whole Head of the Family can be here. This meeting will discuss the important thing, namely the witch killings that have occurred lately" Eric said without further ado.

The Heads of the Family whispered to each other. There was a commotion at this meeting, as Keith had guessed. I could hear some of the whispers clearly.

"I've heard it, but I don't think the King can't handle it."

"Why is the King hiding this case?"

"The King must have invited us here to help him."

Eric could have heard this. He looks really upset. His hand he slammed into the table. The whole room was silent. 

"If you can't keep quiet. Get out of here." Eric raised his voice.

Fearful faces adorn this room. They've gone too far. All they know is to have fun without knowing Eric's efforts to find the killer. As soon as they wanted to be asked for help, they were even blabbering indistinctly.

"I hid the case because I didn't want chaos in the Kingdom. I invite you to assist in the investigation of the witch's murder. Do you mind being asked for help?" Eric looked at us all.

This was a warning as well as questioning the loyalty of the Head of the Family to the King. The one who comes out of here means his oath of loyalty to the King only in the mouth. Then the person could be suspected of being the murderer or accomplice of the witch's killer.

Everyone is silent. Eric continued saying, "I assume you agree. The murder victim has almost the same wound characteristics, namely the ice needle magic prick marks."

Everyone whispered back. I want to scream in this hall. Can't you just shut up and listen to what Eric said first

Eric raised his hand again. They all fell silent before the King got angry again.

"The "murderer of the witch is the Witch of the Fighter. Then the victim was also the Witch Fighter. It could be that the next target is between us."

Some Family Heads looked calm while others were restless. I think those who are calm, do not have family members with this type of Witch Brawler. As for the meek, the Witch Fighters must have been owned by their families, or maybe they were the Witch Brawlers themselves. They are afraid of being the next target.

"Although the Potion Witch and the Animal and Nature Witch are not included in the next target, I hope you will help."

The quiet Family Head earlier, lowered his head in agreement to Eric. My guess is correct.

All the Heads of the Family including me said, "Okay, Your Majesty."

"Is there a question?" ask Eric.

Derek raised his hand. Eric asked Derek.

"Is there any other specific feature other than the assassin being the Combat Witch, Your Majesty?" ask Derek.

"That's all I can find" Eric replied.

"Alright, thank you, Your Majesty." Derek.

I don't know why Derek looks so excited to catch this witch. I think he wanted to show that he was a strong and reliable Head of the Family so that he was not looked at with one eye by another Head of the Family. 

Keith held out his hand. Eric looked at him sharply while letting Keith speak. "Are there any other leads for the next target, Your Majesty? Did the killer not leave any important evidence that could signal that the person was the culprit?"

"No evidence was left at the scene of the murder. I can only think the killer was targeting people who didn't look important in noble families" Eric said.

Its features are almost the same as I used to be. The chances of that killer being the same as my killer in his previous life are getting bigger. I'm really going to make the killer open his mouth.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Keith replied to Eric with a sharp look.

I don't know why the two of them can't seem to get along. Eric's hostile attitude showed at my family head's title party. Keith followed suit because he replied to the King's unfriendly attitude.

"Is there another question?" Eric put his eyes on us.

I don't have any important questions. The thing that bothered me was already asked by Keith. Feeling no more questions, Eric closed the meeting this time.

"You can go home. I'm waiting for the best news about the killer." Eric left this room.

The Head of the Family who was still here came out back to their respective residences. Keith took my hand. We left this meeting hall together.

There's a man pulling my free arm. Eric hasn't returned to his study yet. Why is he waiting for me here?

"There's something I want to talk to you about, Diana," said Eric looking straight at me.

I turned towards Keith hinting that he could not refuse this request. Keith nodded slowly.

"Alright," I replied.

We went back into the meeting hall. Eric was sitting in his chair, and I was sitting next to him.

"What's up Eric?" my many.

I don't know what Eric wants to talk to me about. Maybe he already knew the killer but didn't say it? I guess not. If it's not possible she looks upset.

"I know that your engagement was a charade, Diana."

I clenched my hands tightly. Plus one more person who knows our engagement is just a contract.