Greetings, Mister Principal

"Yes, what I want is this luxurious impression. We use gold foil to create cards so that guests will feel that they are very noble and elegant. As for the content..."

Early in the morning, Piram had a meeting with several people responsible for the production of Cola to discuss the next marketing plan. Before he knew it, he had already regarded it as the most important task at the moment, which caused a lot of dissatisfaction from the management.

But Piram believed that when news of the fire in Antoine's alchemy workshop was published in today's newspaper headlines, those idiots would understand who was the real boss.

At the end of the meeting, Piram came to the office and the maid just delivered today's newspaper. Piram groped the thigh of the young maid, then sat down and opened "Daily Prester".

The headline was exactly the evil incident that occurred in Luna Mia. Someone tried to destroy several buildings in the old street, but unlike Piram's expectation, this crime failed.

It could be known from the newspaper that the Officers in Prester had long speculated that someone would destroy the old street in the near future, so they had set up an ambush there in advance. The criminals had been caught last night and were currently under interrogation. It was believed that the truth of the matter would soon be revealed.

"How is it possible! ！ ？"

Piram carefully read the text again before finally putting down the newspaper.

"Although Sanderson is a hopeless idiot, he would not leak information about this operation. So how could the group of good for nothing Officers know about this?"

Perplexed, Piram stood up.

It seemed that Sanderson had been arrested. Piram didn't expect that guy to keep a secret for him, but he was certainly not stupid.

The record of Sanderson stealing high explosives from the alchemy workshop had long been forged, and the various proofs of Sanderson's hatred of Antoine had naturally been prepared in advance.

If Sanderson succeeded, then naturally there was no need for him to do anything, but if he failed and was caught, then Piram would shift all the blame to Sanderson. In fact, except for face-to-face communication, Piram did not leave any evidence that he had instructed Sanderson.

Knock, knock...

A servant knocked on the door as Piram paced back and forth, speaking in a slightly timid voice.

"Master Piram, someone is looking for you, saying that they are the Officers of Prester."

"Huh, useless garbage, he couldn't even keep the secret for one night."

Piram sneered, then went downstairs to the reception room.

But unexpectedly, in addition to the two Officers in blue uniforms, Piram also saw Antoine, a young man, and a young woman.

"Antoine, it's great to see you all right."

Piram said with a hypocritical smile and looked at the young couple.

"I don't know who these two are?"

"I'm the principal of Luna Nova Magical Academy, Reiner Ian Gray, and this is our professor Claire."

Reiner didn't expect that Piram didn't recognize him, so he told him who he was. It caused this businessman to be stunned.

"Ian Gray's..."

Piram had guessed before, but when he saw him personally, he was still a little surprised. This Ian Gray was too young.

"Let's end our greetings, Mr. Piram, we think you have something to do with the Luna Mia bombing last night."

Leslie said, and then passed Sanderson's written confession to Piram.

Piram did not speak, read all the documents silently, and then smiled contemptuously.

"It's nonsense."

He paused, then carried on.

"This Sanderson was originally a hooligan. I let him work with me only because I thought he was a clever guy. I feel sad that he would do this kind of thing, but I don't know anything about it. As for his confession, I think it's framing, maybe you can go to his house to find clues, probably you can still find tools to make explosives."

"Of course we have searched Sanderson's home and found some explosives in it, but it is not difficult for those things to be forged."

Leslie said lightly as if it was commonplace for having such scenes.

No criminals would admit that he had committed a crime, especially Piram. He had been involved in many illegal activities in the past, but he had handled them well every time and found a scapegoat.

When Leslie and the others searched Sanderson's house, the evidence they found was naturally prepared by Piram.

"I don't understand what you mean, Officer, I think you should have evidence for your words, otherwise it is defamation."

Piram smiled slightly. He knew Leslie would not have the evidence, and he just came to test his reaction at this time, just like many times in the past.

"Indeed, it was just my speculation just now, but I have another testimony here."

Leslie held out another document and handed it over.

Piram raised his eyebrows when he saw the title of the document. It was a record of the theft of 's alchemy magic circle.

He opened the document, and through Sanderson's testimony, he had narrated clearly that he had been instructed by Piram to go to the Antoine alchemy workshop to steal the alchemy magic circle.

"Therefore, the main purpose of our trip is to investigate this case."

Leslie smiled, seemingly kind, but there was a blade hidden in it.

"How do you investigate this? How do I know if Antoine is taking the opportunity to steal my alchemy magic circle."

Piram waved his hand, not wanting them to enter his alchemy workshop.

"It's very simple. My colleague and I will come forward as a notary to investigate your alchemy magic circle. According to Mr. Antoine's testimony, he has hidden a signature in his alchemy magic circle. Mr. Piram, if your alchemy magic circle is completely developed by yourself, then you probably won't have this signature."

Leslie's words made Piram's heart sink.

It was not uncommon to leave signatures in magic circles, but most of the signatures would disappear after magic circles were reconstructed. Of course, Piram had considered this, so after Sanderson stole the alchemy magic circle, he immediately refactored it and fine-tuned everything that could be changed to eliminate hidden dangers. Unless Antoine used a higher-level signature, it would never be detected.

Piram thought to himself. Maybe Antoine was bluffing.

"Hehe, in that case, please come with me, everyone."

It was naturally impossible for Piram to refuse. He took a few people through the splendidly decorated corridor to his alchemy workshop. Here, many bottles of Piram Cola were being filled, and the scale of the assembly line was much larger than Antoine's alchemy workshop.

Coming to the alchemy magic circle of a production line, Piram asked the alchemy apprentice to stop the production line, and then pointed to the alchemy magic circle at the core.

"Officers, please feel free to investigate."