Chapter 169
This is the third time Loren has come to Ancient Wood Town.
The cold rain in the early spring has stained a gray sky that was not originally sunny. The cold rain drenched the black hair wizard outside the tavern door, with obsidian pupils exposed under his hood, staring at the sign outside the door that was still swaying in the breeze.
At this time, it is almost evening, and there are no pedestrians in the streets that were originally deserted. The foggy and rainy days have also made the business of the tavern a lot better, at least there is warmth under the eaves. Fireplace, blankets, and another glass of ale for sorrow.
"Are you really sure, that guy waiting for you is here?" Asriel stood beside Loren, holding his shoulders very maturely and asked: "That little priest doesn't seem to tell you where you are? "
"He already told me, but he didn't notice it." Loren opened the mouth and said faintly.
It's not hard to guess that the other person is here—at least for Loren. The little priest met Dalton Kander in Ancient Wood Town and got the news of the teacher's disappearance before he set off. On the same day, the gentleman came to him to tell him the news about the teacher's disappearance.
More than three times is by no means accidental, and Loren never believes in any accidents.
The rest is to inquire about the recent appearance of Ancient Wood Town. This is a small village, there are not many foreign tourists and caravans at all, even if it appears a foreigner will be very abrupt. As long as you look for it carefully, you can definitely find the trace of the other party.
And if you can't find... then there are two problems. First of all, the other party is very good at concealment and rarely travels; second, he must not leave, and at the same time he is in a place where people gather, so that he can be sure whether he has appeared while avoiding sight.
At this point, Loren has a natural disadvantage, black hair and black eyes are too dazzling.
As for this tavern, he came here once when he visited Ancient Wood Town for the first time, in order to find clues about the ghoul incident. At the same time, it is also the only pub in this village.
Gently squeeze his left hand, he always wears the "sorcerer" glove on the way, and has never taken it off; while the "bright silver" is pinned to the buckle on the right waist and can be reached Encountered-in such a crowded tavern, long weapons like "Tree Heart" are very impractical, and he may be killed before he can swing his stick.
"Your spiritual palace has not been fully recovered yet, I may not be able to help you now." The boy "kindly" reminded him, and his scarlet eyes glanced at Loren beside him: "If it's on the image In that case, I’m worried that you will die."
"How much confidence in me, aren’t we friends?" The black hair wizard raised his mouth slightly: "By the way, I don’t expect you to I will help every time, and I am somewhat worried about whether you will take the opportunity to do what you shouldn’t do."
"Your statement is really heartbreaking. We are the closest friends."
"I think beingware of each other is the most important thing that two'close' friends should do." Loren smiled kindly at Asriel: "After all, who can guess if the other party will suddenly betray Myself?"
"...You are really getting less and less cute, dear Loren, I still miss who you were at the beginning."
The teenager sighed with disappointment. . On the delicate face, there was a playful smile again: "But now I am more graceful and confident. It really adds a lot. It can also be said to be a'different charm'?"
Completely Loren ignored him and walked straight to the front door of the tavern. Asriel, who was following closely from behind, turned into a black shadow, and a black feather eagle with a pair of blood-colored eyes appeared firmly on the shoulder of the black hair wizard.
I didn't care about the drunk people around or the drunk and flushing pub regulars. Loren randomly found a place to push away the unconscious alcoholic, snapped his fingers at the boss in the tavern, and put the Silver Coin on the table.
"Your ale, master wizard." The tavern boss touched the Silver Coin and placed the glass in front of Loren like a fawning: "Is this time coming to Ancient Wood Town for what?"
"Meet a friend." The black hair wizard slightly laughed, and the tavern boss stopped asking, weighing the Silver Coin in his hand, and walked away.
The dark yellow liquor swayed gently, looking very beautiful in the dim candlelight of the tavern. Loren picked up the glass and drank it down the rim.
The cool touch penetrates into the throat, but from the chest down is a warm taste, even the body wetted by the rain does not seem to be so cold.
When he drank the ale and put the glass back on the wooden table, there was already a person on the opposite side, who was looking at himself with a smile.
The brown slightly curly hair has turned pale on the temples, but there is no beard on the cheeks; a leather coat robe, black lining and a good silver buckle belt make this man look Unusually full of spirit, extremely majestic, especially against those golden pupils.
It's just like the sun's flare...
The other party doesn't seem to mind Loren looking at him as well, and even drinking the ale in the glass with interest, waiting for Loren Speak first.
"Under Loren Torino." The black hair wizard proactively extended his right hand, "enthusiastic" opened the mouth and said: "I don't know what you are..."
"You know who I am, and you have been looking for me." He smiled deeper, but did not hold Loren's hand: "Is it, Dalton Kander's apprentice?"
"Where is the mentor?" Since the other party had made it clear, Loren also spoke directly.
"Under Root Infinit, Dalton's old friend." He also "enthusiastically" opened the mouth and said: "As a wizard, isn't it more sincere to shake hands with your left hand? Is it?"
In an instant, Loren, who had not yet reacted, was "holding" his left hand. The black hair wizard's pupils suddenly shrank, and then immediately returned to normal.
The opponent’s left hand actually has a "sorcerer" exactly the same!
This is interesting, Loren's eyes squinted slightly... It seems that the tutor didn't tell him, it's not just his identity.
"Since you are the old friend of your mentor, why do you want to do this?" Withdrawing his left hand suddenly, Loren looked at him coldly: "You told me where he is now, or I want a way to pry it out of your mouth?"
"Don’t worry, he is safe now, but he can’t move freely." Root didn’t pay much attention to the threat in Loren’s words: "Upstairs in the pub 'S room...well, it's the one you've been to, the one where a mercenary died."
It seems that the other party has indeed investigated himself very carefully, and even clears wherever he has been. Chu. Loren rubbed his hands gently, staring intently at Ruben's golden eyes.
"You only answered one of my questions, Lord Root Infinite." Loren continued to open the mouth and said: "What do you want?"
" Of course it is you, Lord Loren Torino.” Ruben picked up the flask on the table and took the initiative to fill Loren: “I believe Dalton Kander never said, what does the'sorcerer' in your hand mean? "
"This is not just a special'magic wand', it also represents an extremely glorious group, and a vow that only death can end, a responsibility that needs to be maintained throughout life—— And your mentor, Dalton · Kander, was once one of the important members of this group."
Route Infinite’s expression showed a bit of nostalgia: "Just when he was about your age At the time, it used to be our best wizard, completed many very difficult tasks, and even saved my life!"
"And you are now using this method to reward yourself life saving benefactor?" Loren asked sarcastically, "put him under house arrest and blackmail his apprentice?"
"If I could, I would never do this, but the current situation is not. Allowed." Rutte shook his head regretfully: "I need you to do something for me, and I must guarantee that you will agree to it, so that's why I will make the best move!"
"... ... want me to do something?" Loren squinted his eyes, and his sarcasm smile became brighter: "Are you blackmailing?"
"If you are willing to agree, then not." Lu He smiled and picked up the wine glass, and greeted Loren:
"And I suggest you sell yourself for a good price!"