Chapter 106
The little wizard who is weeping bitter tears lies in the arms of the black hair wizard. Loren, who can't say a word, doesn't know anything except pat her back gently do what.
In the matter of coaxing people, his ability and experience are infinitely close to zero, even negative.
In fact, when Loren mentioned the "Rand family" for the first time, he just guessed what it was about Ayn Rand's expression at the time, but it was not convenient to say it.
Dalton’s once said that the profession of wizard has many secrets from the day it was born. The secret hidden in every wizard's heart is their inner taboo, even the untouchable reverse scale.
In order to stay sensible in front of the void, any wizard must hide what touches his emotions the most, and avoid being driven mad by the endless illusions and falsehoods.
The easiest way to break a wizard is to uncover his old scars, dig out his most shameful black history, and make him completely crazy.
So even between two wizards, no matter how good they are, they will never reveal their privacy to each other, and they will not deliberately spy on each other.
All Loren can do is crouch near Visari Rand and wait for the little wizard to find the door. If she can solve the problem by herself, then she will never take action-even if this fatty is killed, he still has a way to hide the past for Ayin.
In his "notes", Ayn Rand has a much higher priority than Ruben Fried, and this fatty named Visali Rand is even more insignificant, if It's not because Ain sees it herself, will not look at him more.
The little wizard was crying, and there was a sense of sadness in the untuned trill. The trembling of the shoulders gradually stopped, and the blue pupils were covered with dust, completely losing the style of the past.
"Is it better?" Loren asked tentatively, but the girl in her arms did not answer him. The black hair wizard who opened his mouth still chose to remain silent so as not to say anything wrong.
"You were always outside the door just now, right?"
The little wizard asked with a cry. Loren stunned, and a wry smile squeezed out on his face: "You found all of this? I'm sorry, I promised..."
"Thank you." The voice is very subtle, but Loren still hears it. . After calming down, Ai Yin clutched Loren's robe tightly with both hands, and leaned his head on his shoulder: "...Thank you so much."
"no effort at all."
After hesitating for a moment, looking at Ayin Rand who has returned to normal, Loren sighed still decided to tell her: "I know this is inappropriate now, but after tonight, the Rand family may be..."
"Will count be caught up?" The little wizard is too calm, with no expression on his face, gently shook the head: "It's okay, just do what you should do It’s something."
"All I want is to take the surname given to me by my mother, and live on my own--as for this, it’s draining from head to toe, relying on searching for other people’s wealth to prosper If it’s really going to fall, let them fall."
Whether it’s the greedy and fat-headed patriarch of Visali Rand, or the patriarch For families who have not given her any favors, the little wizard has no feelings at all, and some are just angry at them for hurting themselves and their mother.
Now when I look at Visali Rand on the ground, Ayin can't even feel a trace of hatred from the bottom of my heart.
This is so weird. It is because of him that mother is on a dead end, isn't it? And I was sold to Wimpal Academy by the other party, and even when I was sold, I was stupid thinking that the other party was really thinking about me.
This greedy poisonous snake can abandon his family for the land and money, and even sell them to strangers as belongings. He is fat and timid like a mouse.
But now in the eyes of the little wizard, he is just a mouse, not even worthy of hatred.
Yes, I’m not what I used to be, I’m already an alchemist, I have Wimpal Academy, Dalton instructor, Isaac Grantham, the pretentious guy, and... …
"What's the matter?" Loren faintly noticed his gaze, turning his cheek: "Is there anything else uncomfortable?"
"No, it doesn't matter!" The little man with a startled expression The wizard quickly replied, hanging his head, not wanting this big liar to see his current expression.
The two people in the corridor are almost avoiding each other, always silent and silent, but always have an expression that they want to say something to each other.
After comforting Ayin and sending her back to the room, Loren finally sighed in relief, looked at the little wizard's door with complicated eyes, and turned around after hesitating for a while.
"You really don't understand the girl's thoughts, my dear friend, you are completely missing a good opportunity."
The teenager in a black red dress sitting on the window edge , Holding her shoulders with a helpless look: "Obviously Asriel has tried to help you fight for opportunities, why is it so wasted?"
"Now is the time when her mind is most fragile, the least When you are on guard. If you grasp it properly, you can even do whatever it takes to you-tomorrow will not be such a good opportunity, you must seize the opportunity!"
"Don't you understand? I’m impossible to put it more simply-push the door open, hug her, and tell the lovely Ayn Rand how important she is to you, this evening will be your lucky day!"
"I don't understand." Loren shook his head expressionlessly: "Are you finished?"
"Ah..." Asriel shook his head "pretending to be old-fashioned", on the boy's delicate cheeks It’s all disgusting: "So it’s never that women have changed too much, but men are too stupid. Even Asriel can see that she really wants you to go in and accompany her."
"It’s better than us. How about a bet? My dear Loren, your little girlfriend is now hiding behind the door, just knock on the door gently..."
"The granary is finished, right?" Loren interrupted him directly: "I don't want to be able to find even a crime when the time comes."
"They are all lying in it-but rest assured, they are safe now, at least being That count found out that it was safe before." Some unhappy teenager opened the mouth and said: "This is your first request. As a friend, how could Asriel not help?"
"You It's not that there is no sweetness." The black hair wizard sneered, shrugged improperly.
As a young vampire, Asriel's body has a low thirst for blood, but also not. Adult blood is the best food source for vampire.
The fire outside the window gradually faded and went out completely. The dark night that was originally dyed orange red finally restored its original tranquility. Only the snow and smoke that were dyed gray were still telling what had just happened.
But this is enough. The fire in the granary has attracted enough attention, especially for those guys who have been hiding in the dark, beginning to stir, now it is their best to do it chance.
The most indispensable thing in this world is the clever guys-when they see an opportunity, they will never think of the trap set by the other party, but they will only think that they are smart enough and lucky. That's good enough.
In fact, the more the other party exposes its weaknesses, the more dangerous it becomes.
Not only Ruben Fried, even Loren himself is almost impatient, he is no longer ready to continue playing with these nobles, but to solve all problems once and for all.
These lords of the countryside have never left their Fiefdom, have never seen the vastness of this world, and are they stupid enough to accompany others to play "Fighting Landlords"? Simply boring.
The cold-faced Loren turned and headed to the castle stairs. Two guards, Knight, were greeted in front of him: "Your Excellency Loren Torino, Master Count is waiting for you. The murderer who set fire to the granary has been found!"
p>The steady black hair wizard raised his eyebrows slightly and showed a playful smile.
"Many thanks, two of you."