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Chapter 602: Chapter 19 The Game Between Moriarty and His Son_2 Chapter 602: Chapter 19 The Game Between Moriarty and His Son_2 Professor Moriarty induced in her a logic of “never being at a loss,” and created an illusory sense of deadly attraction.

—If Shafiya succeeded in seizing the Queen’s corpse and started the Ceremony of Avalon’s Shadow, Avalon would be bathed in blood and reborn; even if she failed and was killed, Isabel, with the support of the Moriarty Family, would still have a chance to restore the kingdom; and even if she were detained, with Old Moriarty’s protection, Isabel’s side would not be caught up to.

In short, it would give her “peace of mind.”

Realizing this, even though Shafiya had not yet recovered the body, she relaxed completely and stood firmly with Professor Moriarty.

“I have an idea, Lady Shafiya.”

Aiwass suddenly spoke up.

Even knowing that speaking out now was akin to delivering intelligence to his foster father…

Aiwass could only steel himself to intervene.

After all, he could not stand by and watch Shafiya go back to her death.

At these words, both Shafiya and Old Moriarty turned to look at Aiwass.

And Aiwass said, “There’s probably a trap where the Queen’s corpse is…

but that’s not the reason I want to stop you.

It’s because I know that if you go back like this, you are 100% certain not to obtain the Queen’s Blood.”

“The reason is simple, according to what you said…

At the Hall of Silver and Tin, there’s at least one Necromancer of the Fifth Power Level watching the Queen’s corpse.

Once you reveal your intentions, he will defile the body, and the speed of contamination will definitely outpace your blood collection.”

“…That’s true.”

Shafiya nodded reluctantly, not willing to give up.

She knew in her heart that the chances were slim and even rationally she believed the Queen’s corpse was already contaminated…

but she had no choice.

—Without resurrecting Lancelot I, how could they win back those Founding Families, and how could they drive out those Transcendents?

Even if they were lucky to win, barely defeating those people…

the remaining Transcendents of the Fifth Power Level in Star Antimony would still outnumber Avalon by several times.

Ultimately, after Meg’s death, Avalon lost the ability to fight back.

—Moreover, if this ceremony is not completed, wouldn’t the previous royals cursed to death have died in vain?

Now they were just one final step away!

“But, Lady Shafiya, don’t forget…”

Aiwass spoke up again: “Because they hope to replace ‘Isabel,’ the Queen’s funeral will undoubtedly be held normally after seven days.

So if they do not realize your target is the corpse, they will not immediately destroy the Queen’s body.

In other words, they will keep the body there as a trap and bait.”

“…But as soon as I try to claim the body, there will inevitably be traces.”@@novelbin@@

Shafiya shook her head.

“So,” Aiwass replied calmly, “our real target is not the Queen’s body.

We just make them think that we want to fight for the body.

This way their attention will all be focused there.”

“And we will complete the Ceremony of Avalon’s Shadow in other ways.”

Hearing this, Shafiya was slightly startled.

Soon, her pupils contracted slightly with astonishment.

She realized the implication behind Aiwass’s words.

—If not drawing blood from the Queen, how else could they activate the Ceremony of Avalon’s Shadow?

There was only one way left.

That was…

to assassinate John Du Lac.

Apart from Isabel, the last member of Avalon’s royalty.

The posthumous child of Isabel’s aunt, a two-year-old infant being breastfed by a wet nurse in a side hall.

Shafiya subconsciously glanced at Isabel, then anxiety flashed in her eyes as she looked towards Aiwass.

What frightened her most was…

for a moment, she thought Aiwass’s plan was the most correct, the most effective.

“As a servant who has sworn allegiance, you cannot lay hands on the royal family.

Therefore, all sins will be borne by me—the one who acts will be me, while you are responsible for diverting them, buying me time.

“I don’t need to sneak in.

I can accept Minister Drost’s invitation and walk in openly.

“If possible, I hope you can also rescue Sherlock, who has been trapped somewhere trying to report to the Queen.

If I can’t make it out, he can replace me in contacting you.”

Aiwass stated each word deliberately: “We act immediately, while Diomedes is not yet far away.

I can still catch up.”

Shafiya looked complex: “This matter…

was originally unrelated to you…”

Aiwass shook his head: “For Isabel, I will spare no effort.

“I will, as a sinner and murderer, personally witness the Ceremony of Avalon’s Shadow.

Calmly accept King Lancelot’s judgment on me.

And I am already prepared to die for this.

As for that traitor…

I hope you leave him to me, for me to execute myself.

“No matter what, I want to kill him.”

—All this was the truth.

Aiwass really was prepared to die, otherwise he could not have deceived Shafiya.

It was just not to “receive Lancelot’s judgment,” but to be killed by the impact of the arrival of the Shadowy Celestial Marshal.

Shafiya finally grasped the extent of Aiwass’s extremism, and couldn’t help but take in a sharp breath.

No wonder…

Aiwass, at a young age, had reached the Third Power Level.

As long as the goal was purely altruistic, even if the price was not “self-harm,” it also fell within the precepts of the Path of Devotion.

Plus the readiness to voluntarily bear the sin and sacrifice…