Vol 3 Chapter 118: What is truth (Part 2)

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The rich creamy taste, the smell of wheat mixed with freshly baked bread, and a faint scent of roasted lamb chops, converge into a tempting taste that is mouth-watering, quietly floating at the tip of the nose.
Enjoying the food carefully prepared by the little wizard for himself, the dark-haired wizard who finally let go of his heart was lazily twirling his spoon and enjoying a moment of tranquility.
Although relying on various methods, he finally avoided the possibility of being aware of his existence by evil spirits, but also buried the extremely unstable factor of "Fansis".
The fall of the Dragon King City is the beginning of his own enemy with him.
For the power of the "valve" and for his ambition; as long as he is still alive, Fanesis and the "Black Cross" Serior behind him will follow.
The only reason for the dark-haired wizard is to think of the reason why the other party will not directly kill himself, and only he wants to get two "valves" at once.
According to the tomb-keeper, the real "valve" and the wizard's own "valve" are concepts in two completely meanings.
In the age of the Dragon Kingdom (although he more happily called it the 'Dragon King Tower Time'), whether he could open his own valve was regarded as qualified to become a "wizard"; only the "material and void boundary" was crossed In order to truly become a wizard who is recognized by everyone.
According to this standard, ninety-nine percent of the wizards in the entire Sacrament Empire are "unqualified" ...
The Holy Grail of the Nine Stars is the "gate" that can open the gap between the two worlds ...
For Fanesses who wants to complete his ambitions completely, even to replace the Holy Cross, this is the power he must get.
"It's nice that someone cares."
The languid tone was also a bit of a joke, which made Loren look sideways to a teenager who was also looking at himself, and was lying on the bed with his legs shaking, his face reflected in his scarlet eyes.
Ariel in a purple fringed long dress sat on the side, watching the dark-haired wizard quietly and affectionately, letting Loren cool in the back.
At the same time, the two evil spirits were exhibited, and they were stared by the other ... whether he should say "good luck" or his life is too bitter ...
"Although I know it's possible to ask, it's a white question ..." Gently lowering the spoon in his hand, Loren looked at the guy with a frown in silence. "Don't we think we should continue the previous unfinished topic?"
"Uh ... what's the matter, why didn't Asriel know?" There was a hint of cunning in the boy's eyes, and he asked deliberately, stupidly: "Have we ever said anything before?"
"Serior ..." Loren's eyes twitched:
"About the" Black Cross "Serior ... how much do you know?"
"About this ... Dear Loren, I have told you all I know!"
Asriel gave up her hands helplessly and sighed softly: "Although you understand, you will not believe in poor Asriel, but, alas ... there is no way, this is also a matter of no way. . "
"That's because you never tell the truth!"
Ariel, who was always quiet, suddenly said: "It is because you are full of lies that Loren will not believe you!"
The corner of the teenager's mouth twitched nonstop, and the scarlet eyes rolled over and over, very helplessly.
"But ..." Ariel paused, looking calmly at the doubtful dark-haired wizard:
"Stupid Asriel did the right thing this time, at least ... this time he didn't deliberately deceive Loren."
"Oh ... oh! God, what did I just hear ?!" Turning back suddenly, the incredible Asriel looked at the girl beside him, stunned:
"Dear fake counterfeit, you just said you ... agree with me?"
With a slight hum, Ariel turned her head away and dismissed him: "They didn't say that ... but you can understand it that way."
Asriel was stunned. For the first time, Loren was surprised to see him look like this.
Disdainful of ignoring a stupid idiot, Ariel, who looked worried, looked back at the black-haired wizard: "Dear Loren, 'Black Cross' Serel ... That's a terrible enemy, if you can. Lier also doesn't want you to know its existence. "
"The reason why Asriel is unwilling to tell you is because of its power ... very special."
"As for this, Asriel has already said something to me." Loren nodded slightly and said solemnly: "It's about time, right?"
At that moment, Loren was sure that the two evil gods in front of him glanced at each other, and then the girl relaxed.
"Fortunately ... Fortunately, Loren only knows this, unfortunately in luck." With a slight sigh, Ariel slowly raised her head: "It's really good that Loren can understand this way, it seems that Ariel It did a very correct thing. "
"It's not too much to be cautious in facing the" Black Cross ", especially when it is almost destined to be enemies." The young boy took a glance at her for granted, but he quickly became discouraged and paralyzed: "But if there is Maybe, I still do n’t want to run into that guy! "
"Wait, can you explain ... what are you talking about?"
"Dear Loren, it's really embarrassing to tell you this way." Asriel said first, shaking his head with his mouth flat, a helpless expression:
"In a way you can understand ... Séior's ability is very special. The deeper you understand it, the less likely it is to defeat it, so you only need to know that its ability relates to time. More will hurt you! "
"I'm very sorry, but ... this is indeed the best way." Sensing the subtle change in the expression of the dark-haired wizard, Ariel stepped forward with an apologetic paragraph:
"But I also hope that Loren can understand that the" Black Cross "Serel is a very terrible enemy, even an enemy that is almost impossible to overcome, Ariel just hopes to keep Loren from this dangerous guy ... "
"The more you understand, the more impossible it is to defeat ..."
Unconsciously speaking to himself, Loren fell into contemplation.
"To be precise, even if you don't know anything, the chance of defeating Serel is minimal." The delicate cheeks of the teenager even twitched slightly, as if caught in some kind of fear:
"All we can do is hope that he" falls ", like us, is so weak that it is very difficult to maintain the dream world."
There was a moment of silence until there was a rapid knock on the door outside.
"Well ... the food is good; how is the rest, my wizard advisor?"
With a bit of a joke, His Royal Highness, who smiled brighter than the sun, came into the room uninvited, with his hands tucked in his waist as if he had taken it for granted.
In the empty room, there was only Loren ... plus the black feather eagle on the head of the bed, and a moon shadow cat who always stared at the black feather eagle.
"Problem?" Loren raised his eyebrows, holding a spoon full of soup.
"It's nothing, just come around and talk about your 'remuneration' issue." He kept talking about him, and Brandon's twinkling eyes sat across from Loren and picked up a piece of bread Eat a bite.
A trace of alertness flashed in the corner of Loren's eyes, aware of the other's expression ... He definitely had something else.
But do n’t say it ’s better now ... wipe the corner of your mouth, the dark-haired wizard looks at him calmly: "Please."
"I arranged it this way ... You and I will return to Timor-Golovin to give you a formal 'consultant' title, and then I will find a way to arrange for you to find an errand that can make a contribution-I believe it is up to you , It will definitely make those noble lords who have been eaten with corpses take a look at it! "
"You are really confident in me ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Don't underestimate yourself, but you are my appointed wizard advisor." Brandon's mouth slightly raised: "Wait for a reason, I want to get you The title of Earl is a matter of minutes. "
"Although it shouldn't be said ... but I highly doubt that you have this ability ..."
"Also trouble give me some confidence, Loren." On the table, the smiling brilliant Brandon turned and left; Loren, who didn't look back, counted down silently in his heart:
Three, two, one ...
"Oh, that's right!" Brandon stopped at the door and turned back suddenly, scratching his head like he remembered something:
"That ... Connold is back ... alive."
"..."
"Can you go with me if you have no problem, I ... I'm a little scared."
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