Chapter 205

When Loren arrived at the theater in the Western District of Eboden, the First Stage play had already begun.

"Rogan in a Hat"

A legend that has been circulated in Eboden for many years, and it is also the most popular drama among the people here. According to rumors, the author of the first legendary story It is a priest of Holy Cross Church, but it is not well-known in many places outside Eboden, even unheard-of.

Because the protagonist of the story, an old man named Logan is an almost Legendary wizard, but eventually became a saint.

He traveled everywhere and traveled to every corner of the entire empire. Almost all the stories are about him using his wisdom and knowledge to help local people solve difficulties; whenever he solves a problem, Often there will be a second one.

In Logan’s last adventure, he was forced to fight the ancient Evil God to the death, but was betrayed by a fake priest, was defeated and turned into a fool, wandering around madly until he died , The soul ascends into a saint...

The wizard blessed by the Holy Cross, the shameless insidious priest-one can imagine the attitude of the Holy Cross Church towards this drama, even if the priest is a fake , The church is also impossible to accept a blasphemous wizard, and is also eligible to be a saint. This is simply more uncomfortable than being slapped in the face.

In Eboden, dominated by the wizards, "Rogan in a Hat" has almost become a must-play in every theater. The end of the tragedy is not only to put the wizards on their faces. Jin made them feel the same.

Exploring the knowledge of the world, walking in the void, is itself an act of extreme danger. Any mistake will result in eternal loss. There are already countless wizards that have been turned into “truths” that they cannot understand. madman.

The more you know, the closer the danger; wisdom does not bring happiness, but pain and disaster-this is the true intention of the creator.

…………Following the servant of the Corona family, Loren walked through the cloister, from the stairs to the second floor, and after a long corridor, the servant stopped outside the door of a certain box.

"Come in, Miss Ariel is waiting for you." When the servant finished speaking, he tapped the wall three times, and then opened the door for him.

The box is not big, there is nothing but two benches and a coffee table. The delicate girl curled up in the chair heard the movement behind her, turned her cheek slightly, her pale face There was a slight smile on his face:

"You are finally here, I thought you would refuse."

"I am a little wizard, how can I have such courage?" Loren, who entered the door, responded with a humble smile, but his heart was not as calm as it appeared.

Of course he is not so stupid to think that the other party asked him out, just to watch a drama. Not to mention what the other party gave to him—the beautifully wrapped envelope containing an invitation from the Bellini family.

Just what I need.

Knowing what the other party is asking for, you can play it with applause... Apparently the Corona family is very familiar with this kind of trick. Without waiting for myself to speak, I prepared everything again and again.

The more frequent shows, the more it makes Loren feel an inexplicable nervousness. Because free pies are often poisonous.

"But you have already declined it once. I once invited you to be a guest at home, remember?" Ariel of complexion pale opened the mouth and said softly: "It seems that you did not Taking seriously."

"I thought you were just being polite." Loren sat in another chair calmly, his eyes calm: "In the face of unprovoked kindness, it always makes people wary."

The girl in front of me is the same as the one I saw last time. The complexion is pale and bloodless. She wears a peacock-blue, wide-sleeved lace skirt, so that the thin lovable body is not too obtrusive. Long gray hair draped behind him, curled up in the center of the chair like a cat.

If it weren't fragile and sickly, girls would still look cute.

"What do you think we are plotting with you?" Ariel's expression is a bit confused: "Think we are helping you because of harboring malicious intentions?"

" I'm sorry, but if you can tell me what this little wizard can do for the Corona family...or you can help me, I might be relieved." The black hair wizard did not deny her statement, but Simply acquiesced: "Your help is so generous that it makes me a little frightened."

"It turned out to be like this..." The muttering girl lowered her head, silver-gray. Long hair covered her face: "It seems to be a little eager."

Loren was silent, waiting quietly for the answer from the other party.

"We just want to be friends with you, that's all." Ariel's voice is very soft, and Loren can't even hear what she is saying if she doesn't concentrate attention completely.

I don't know if it is an illusion, he can almost hear a bit of fear in the girl's voice-a moment of astonishment flashes in his mind, and he can't even believe his intuition.

This must be an illusion.

"And you are right, we do need your help, but not now." The delicate Ariel lifts the head, her soft eyes are extremely sincere: "So after you finish Before your matter, we will not make any requests to you-and as long as we can, the Corona family will help you as much as possible."

"I guess you You can't refuse the request, right?"

"You don't know what it is, why are you eager to refuse?" The girl slowly raised her left arm, and her cold little hand held Loren. The right hand wrist, black hair wizard involuntarily eyebrows raised.

Below the sleeve of the wrist is the serpentine rune that Asriel left for himself.

Because of Peter Fashar, Asriel did not follow Loren but stayed in the laboratory. The girl’s words reminded him of his experience in the caravan. At that time Asriel was very sure A certain void power fluctuation was felt from Ariel's body.

And the carriage, which is said to be "contained with spices", is full of corpses...

Ariel Corona, this sick girl is more than she looks It's much more dangerous. Loren has an inexplicable hunch that he might fall into her hands if he is not careful.

"So... I don’t know if I have the honor to know what you need me to do for you?" Without a trace, he "escaped" the right hand from the cold hand of the opponent, Loren "You are welcome" "Asked: "As long as I am within my abilities, there will never be any hesitation."

A hint of surprise flashed through Ariel’s eyes, but when she wanted to speak, she stopped talking. Slowly smiled: "Before I tell you, can you promise me a little thing first?"

"Please also give me orders."

"I hope you can agree Together, I went to the Midsummer Festival banquet at Bellini's house—just as my company, okay?"

Loren narrowed his eyes: "Can you tell me the reason?"

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Ellie's smile remained undiminished, like a lazy cat opening her round eyes:

"No."

Well... this too As expected by the black hair wizard. Although they still don't know the purpose of the other party, they have made some progress. As long as the other party still makes demands on themselves, it shows that they still think they have the value of using them.

It's hard to say whether this is a good or a bad thing. Loren doesn't want to get involved with these Eboden's Great Family, but at the moment he doesn't seem to have any other leeway, so he can only choose to cooperate with them.

However, I accompanied this Miss Ariel Corona to the banquet... Although I don’t know what abacus she is doing, I might be able to help myself get in touch with the man named Alto Bellini. The alchemist is also helpful to himself.

"I promised." Without further hesitation, Loren blunt's nodded: "Please also remember to abide by the agreement and don't forget to tell me."

"I will. ." Ariel got up from the chair, her bare feet were on the ground, and raised the corner of the skirt to salute Loren: "The tailor is already at the door, and you can let them in anytime you want to prepare your dress for the banquet. "

Obviously, the other party has already prepared everything for a long time, and he is also very convinced that he will not refuse-of course, unless he loses his heart in such a situation, he will also be impossible to refuse:

"Then deference is no substitute for obedience."