Vol 2 Chapter 86: Traces in the shadow (below)

Gently fisted, Loren frowned tightly and opened his left hand with the "caster".
Is already on the third day. The recovery speed of the body is still lower than expected, and it does not even meet the original standard. The state is only about half of the heyday. If you want to fully recover in this way, I am afraid you have to wait another week.
However, according to Asriel, it is a miracle that he can live now-if a normal wizard bears as much mental burden as he does, even if he fights in that cave completely distorted by the void, he will have arrived from the beginning. The feet crumbled into a mud, or they went crazy.
Concentrate on tapping fingers gently, even a "hovering curse" will make the cranial cavity feel a little tingling. The last time I felt this way, after the battle with the vampire was over, I waited for three days before returning to normal.
Will you have to wait three days?
Loren sighed slightly, calming some impetuous heart gradually. His eyes stared at the "caster" in his left hand, his expression thoughtful.
Loren has always been very curious about his mentor Dalton Kander-he is good at alchemy, occultism, herbalism, curse science ... and also has a wide range of understanding of various monsters. Even at his age, he can be regarded as quite knowledgeable and talented.
Until here, Dalton Kander should be regarded as a very standard master wizard who is also good at research and practical use.
But in fact, judging from the notes left by the instructor, he is also proficient in swordsmanship and fighting techniques, and he has a set of spells used in small-scale battles. "Beyond perception" is his original high-order spell, and Loren ’s "Fire of Turin" also draws on another low-level spell in the notes.
What kind of guy can actually catch the mentor without being noticed, and even imprison him-and most importantly, the other party's goal is himself?
Church?
The black-haired wizard shook his head. If the other party really had the ability to catch Dalton Kander, why would they do so again and again to seize themselves as a powerless little wizard?
In addition, Loren also envisioned a lot of possibilities-the wandering wizard under Karan, the trap of Fanesis, a certain Evil God who did not tell himself ...
Lorren can clearly smell the trap, but it is better to say that the other party has clearly told himself that this is a trap, and he is looking forward to jumping in.
No matter who he is, this person must know himself well, and be very clear about the relationship between Dalton Kander and himself, and at the same time be very confident that he will definitely save his mentor.
This is really ... Shaking his head helplessly, Loren slowly standing up puts the "bright silver" behind him. Take a deep breath and stretch your right hand towards the wand that is set aside.
Just at the moment when it was about to be encountered, it was stopped by the other hand, and the "heart of the tree" was snatched away from Loren's hand-slowly raised his head, and another one in Loren's field of vision was also staring. The female elf he looked at.
"Your injury has not been cured, and you can't go out now." Liya's eyebrows were closed, her tone was undoubted: "Go back to the room and lie down!"
"Who said that? I have recovered almost now. And those who are recovering from a serious illness should go out for a walk, exercise, or something ... help health!"
Having thought for a long time, Loren came up with such a word, barely squeezing out a smile.
"Where do you want to go?" The female elf still refused to let her go, and she still held her wand and refused to let go.
"Uh ... let me think about it." Loren twitched his lips pretendingly, his eyes dodged from each other's eyes: "I'm a wizard advisor to Earl Ruben Friede, so I have to go back to the deep forest Fort; besides, regarding the alliance with the Duke, I have almost discussed with the priest, as long as I put more effort, I can let him ... "
"I already know." Lia suddenly spoke, interrupting the incoherent gesture of the Loren language.
She knew very well how far this guy can push himself-no matter how tired and painful, as long as he stays awake, he can make himself look like nothing has happened; until the last minute, even No one will let others notice his fatigue.
Is very unwilling to say it, and he is even more reluctant to admit it. But Liya understands that she has begun to care about this liar, and if she can, she definitely does not want to see him in trouble.
Sighed softly, the black-haired wizard thought for a moment: "Is Ain telling you?"
The little wizard was also an apprentice to Dalton Kander, and Loren did not intend to hide from her—not to mention that even if he didn't say it, the little priest had already told her in advance.
The female elf nodded, which was regarded as the default: "The little wizard said you would definitely save your mentor, and even if someone blocked it, it was useless."
"Look, it's Ain who knows my character better." With a teasing smile, Loren extended his right hand directly: "So ... please return the wand to me."
"Wait!" Liya suddenly put her wand behind her back: "The person who caught your mentor should not know what you look like, right?"
"Probably, it should not be someone I know. What do you want to do ..."
"I'll go for you!" The elf replied breathlessly: "Leave it to me-no matter who the other party is, I can bring your mentor back safely!"
"Still you don't believe me? If you don't agree, we can fight now and see who is better!"
"Why are you elves all of this virtue ..." Loren grinned bitterly.
"what did you say?!"
"Nothing, but you seem to have misunderstood." The black-haired wizard shook his head: "This matter has nothing to do with the other party, but for whatever reason, I have to go, and it can only be me."
"But your body hasn't recovered yet!" Liya retorted fiercely: "You are just sending ..."
"I'm just going to die, the other party has dug a trap and is waiting for me." Slightly raised his mouth, Loren looked indifferently, "This is what you want to say, right?"
The silent female elf stared at him, still unwilling.
"Although it may be strange to say so, but when do you think I want to be the one who actively seeks death?" Liya didn't resist: gently holding the other person's shoulder with your right hand: "I can't do anything that I don't know."
"Then let me go with you!" The female elf's tone became weaker and weaker: "This will at least increase your chances of success-even if there are really traps, I can help you lead them away!"
The corner of the mouth trembles slightly, and there is a faint smile on Loren's cheek ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Look down on me? ! "Sensitive Liya reacted immediately.
"No, I'm actually touched, really." The dark-haired wizard and female elf looked at each other with emotion: "I didn't expect you to care so much about me, which is completely beyond my imagination!"
"You are my friend." The female elf said as a matter of course: "So I have to protect you, at least it is impossible to watch you die!"
Although she was very straightforward, Liya could still feel her shoulders trembling, her heart beating more and more quickly, and an indescribable anxiety gathered on her chest as if to melt her.
"So as a friend, should you trust me more?" Loren asked in return: "First of all, I can't go to die; secondly, as an elf, you are really too conspicuous among human beings, I'm afraid I haven't waited for me to get somewhere, The other party will find us! "
"That's not right, I can be your bait, and then you can sneak in quietly." The female elf replied immediately: "You also said that I am also very beautiful among human beings, that will definitely attract more attention!"
The dark-haired wizard was dumbfounded.
Not because of the "enthusiastic" attitude of the female elves, but for the first time, she couldn't find any excuses to refute the other party. Even if she didn't think of one, she didn't even know how to refuse.
Because Liya said it makes sense, two people must be more convenient than one, and they will certainly make themselves more at home. but……
With a long sigh, Loren gently embraced Liya's shoulder. The slender female elf did not resist, and he took the wand in his arms.
"Please, Liya, believe me once?"