Edward pinched the bridge of his knows and sighed.
“I must be a complete idiot.”
He mumbled to himself.
Edward ordered Alpha and Beta to guard Reginald. He then walked up to the guards on four mechanical legs.
“Excuse me gentlemen. Who is this man you have here?”
“an outsider, and the accused murderer of our fellow officer,”
Edward looked back to the etherite. Hoping beyond hope that this just so happened to be some other etherite outsider and not Oliver.
“How do you know it was him?” Jeromy asked as he approached on Lihem’s shoulder.
Isadau, intoxicated, gets up and walks over. He lightly kicks the Etherite. “Oliver?” He asks.
Saras stays back in the crowd, thinking that this wouldn’t end well.
Frostvin watched the soldiers and walked over. “Um, wrong guy. This guy defended himself against bandits. ALso, who’s Officer Cronea?”
Edward accepted the infuriating reality that Oliver had in fact somehow been accused of murder.
“Officer, I’m afraid to say you have the wrong person. I spoke with this man not half an hour ago. I’ve been traveling with him for days, and can personally attest to his high morality. He wouldn’t do something like this.”
While technically nothing of what he said was a lie, he still had to put up a bit of an act in some moments.
“if you’re so insistent on his innocence I’ll allow you some time to make a case for the trial, you’ll be allowed free reign of the town to do so.”
“Free case? when there’s no evidence of either claim? I don’t think so! I might just take him, now and here.”
Each gaurd pull their swords, this wasn’t a fight Frostvin could win
“Stand down moron.”
Edward said, putting a metallic appendage in front of him.
“Officer, of you could please give us some detail on how you found him and why you think it was him that did the crime?”
“he was found with the murder weapon in his belongings.”
“Right. Could you perhaps allow me a moment to speak with the suspect?”
“Plenty of people have weapons! It could be anybody!”
“Let me handle this.”
Edward quietly yet sternly said to his companion.
“May please see this weapon?” Jeromy asked.
Frostvin growled but stayed silent.
The gaurd tosses him a sword in a sheath, “behold, the murder weapon.”
“Maybe I could try talking to this… criminal. That could get this whole mess sorted out much quicker.”
Lihem caught the weapon, and Jeromy inspected it. “And how do you know that this is the murder weapon?”