Chapter 422
The rich creamy flavor, mixed with the wheat flavor of freshly baked bread, and the faint burnt aroma of grilled lamb chops, converge into an attractive flavor that is enough to make people mouth-watering. Faintly floating on the tip of the nose.
Enjoying the delicious food prepared by the little wizard for himself, the black hair wizard who was finally relieved, moved his spoon lazily, enjoying a moment of peace.
Although relying on various methods, I finally avoided the possibility of being aware of my own existence by the Evil Gods, but it also buried the extremely unstable factor of "Farnesis".
The fall of the giant dragon king's city is the beginning of his and him becoming mortal enemies.
For the power of the "valve" and for his ambition; as long as he is still alive, Farnesis and the "Black Cross" Seror behind him will follow.
The only reason the black hair wizard can think of is that the other party will not kill him directly, and only because he hopes to get two "valves" at once.
According to the tombkeeper, the "valve" in the true sense and the "valve" of the wizard itself are completely two concepts.
In the era of the giant dragon kingdom (although he prefers to call it the "Dragon King Tower Era"), whether he can open his own valve is regarded as whether he has the qualification to become a "wizard"; "The boundary between matter and void" can truly become a wizard recognized by everyone.
According to this standard, ninety-nine percent of the wizards in the entire Sacland Empire are "unqualified"...
And the nine-pointed star holy grail is The "gate" that can open the gap between the two worlds...
For Farnesis, who wants to completely complete his ambitions, and even "replace" the Holy Cross, this is the power he must get.
"It鈥檚 nice to have someone caring."
The lazy tone is also a bit playful, making Loren look towards someone who is also looking at him. A teenager was lying on the bed shaking his calves, his face reflected in his scarlet eyes.
Ariel, in a purple fringed dress, sat on one side, watching the black hair wizard quietly and "affectedly", making Loren's back chill.
Two Evil Gods were displayed at the same time, and the other one was staring at them...Should I say "good luck" or fate is too bitter...
"Although I know It's probably a question for nothing..." Lightly put down the spoon in his hand, Loren frowned and stared at this guy silently: "Don't you think we should continue the topic that we didn't finish before?"
" Uh...what topic, why doesn't Asriel know?" A sly look flashed in the young man's eyes, and he deliberately pretended to be stunned and asked: "Have we said anything before?"
"Seriel... 鈥? The corner of Loren鈥檚 eyes twitched:
"How much do you know about the'Black Cross' Seror?"
"About this...Dear Loren, all I know I've already told you!"
Asriel spread out his hands helplessly, and sighed softly: "Although you understand, you won't trust poor Asriel, but, alas...no way, There鈥檚 no other way."
"That鈥檚 because you never tell the truth!"
The always quiet Ariel suddenly spoke: "It鈥檚 because of you With a mouthful of lies, Loren won't believe you!"
The corners of the boy's mouth twitched, his scarlet eyes turned and turned, and he spread his hands helplessly.
"But..." Ariel was paused and looked towards the black hair wizard with doubts:
"Asriel, the dumb, what he did is right this time. , At least... this time he didn't deliberately deceive Loren."
"Oh...oh! God, what did I just hear?!" Turning his head suddenly, Asriel looked towards the person beside him. Girl, dumbfounded:
"Dear counterfeit lady, you just said that you...agree with me?"
lightly snorted, Ariel turned her head over and dismissed him: "People don't say that...but you can understand it that way."
Asriel was stunned, and Loren was really surprised to see him for the first time.
I don鈥檛 even bother to pay attention to some silly fool. The worried Ariel looked back towards black hair wizard: "Dear Loren,'Black Cross' Seriol... That is a very terrifying one. Enemy, if you can, Ariel also does not want you to know its existence."
"Asriel is reluctant to tell you because of its power...very special."
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"Asriel has already told me a bit about this." Loren slightly nodded, solemnly opened the mouth and said: "It's about time, right?"
At that moment , Loren was sure that the two Evil Gods in front of him looked at each other, and then the girl gently relaxed.
"Fortunately... Fortunately, Loren only knows this. It's a blessing in misfortune." With a soft sigh, Ariel slowly lifts the head: "It's very good that Loren understands this way, it seems Asriel finally did a very right thing."
"It's not too much to be cautious about the'Black Cross', especially when it is almost destined to be an enemy." Young ass It should be by rights glanced at her, but soon she collapsed in frustration: "But if it is possible, I still don't want to run into that guy!"
"Wait, can you? Explain...what are you talking about?"
"Dear Loren, it is really sorry to tell you this way." Asriel spoke first, shook the head with his mouth flat, A helpless look:
"In a way that you can understand...Serel鈥檚 ability is very special. The deeper you understand it, the more impossible it is to defeat it, so you just need to know Its power is enough when it comes to time. The more you know, it will hurt you!"
"I'm very sorry, but...this is indeed the best way." Perceived the black hair wizard's subtle expression Ariel stepped forward with an apologetic change: "But I also hope that Loren can understand that'Black Cross' Serel is a terrifying enemy, even almost impossible to be defeated Ariel just hopes to keep Loren away from this dangerous guy..."
"The more you understand, the more impossible to defeat..."
Loren muttered to himself unconsciously, lost in thought.
"To be precise, even if you don鈥檛 know anything, the probability of defeating Seyol is very small." The boy鈥檚 delicate cheeks even twitched slightly, as if caught in some kind of fear:
"The only thing we can do is to hope that he, like us, is weak enough to maintain the dream world."
A moment of silence until the door There was a rapid knock on the door.
"Well...the food is good; how is the rest, my wizard advisor?"
With a somewhat joking tone, the prince who smiles brighter than the sun His Royal Highness turned up without being invited and walked into the room with his hands on his waist and looked as it should be by rights.
There is only Loren in the empty house... plus the black feather eagle on the bedside, and a moon shadow cat that always "harboring malicious intentions" staring at the black feather eagle.
"Is there a problem?" Loren eyebrows raised, still holding a spoon full of soup in his hand.
"It's nothing, just come around and talk about your'remuneration' problem." He kept turning left and right, and Brandon sat in Loren grandiosely with his eyes flickering. Opposite, picked up a piece of bread and ate it.
The corner of Loren's eyes, who noticed the other's expression, flashed a little alert...he definitely has something else.
But it鈥檚 better not to say that it鈥檚 broken now... Wiping the corners of his mouth, the black hair wizard calmly looked at him: "Please tell me."
"I arranged it like this... you first Return to Imperial Capital with me. Golovin will give you an official title of "consultant", and then I will find a way to arrange for you to find an errand that can do meritorious service-I believe that with your ability, you will definitely be able to make those nobles who have corpses a vegetarian meal. The master is admiring!"
"You are really confident in me."
"Don't underestimate yourself, you are my appointed wizard advisor." Brandon's mouth was slightly cornered. Yang Qi: "When I have a reason, I want to give you a count title is a matter of minutes."
"Although you shouldn't say that...but I very much doubt whether you have this ability..."
"Please give me some confidence too, Loren." Brandon, who was smiling brilliantly, turned to leave after patted the table; Loren, who didn't look back, counted down silently in his heart:
Three, two, one...
"Oh, yes!" Brandon stopped at the door suddenly turning back, scratching his head as if thinking of something:
"That... Connold is back... alive."
"..."
"If there is no problem, can you accompany me to go with me? I...I'm a little scared ."
"Um...just a little bit, a little bit."