Chapter 438
The sunset is slanting, and Golovin under the sun returns to dusk.
After entrusting Isaac and the others to Edward, Loren rushed back almost non-stop—compared with Wizard Academy, the success of Brandon’s visit is the most important thing.
Of course, the more important reason is that this matter is completely uncontrollable; and as everyone knows, Brandon Desalion can proceed step by step, finish one thing seriously, and The chance of being recognized by others......
...... That is infinitely close to zero.
Hurrying back to the Summer Twilight Courtyard, the servants of the Imperial Family Palace were not surprised by the fact that they came back alone. They even reminded themselves that His Royal Highness was waiting in their suite, three quarters of an hour later. They will deliver dinner to the door.
Xiamu Courtyard is a place to receive courtiers, even the servants of large and small are the eyeliner of all influence. There are countless nobles and princes...Various kinds of private transactions. The conspiracy, alliance, or betrayal of the people may already be normal in their eyes.
The calm expression and unwavering gaze seem to tell the black hair wizard that he is no different from all the people who have lived here in the past 100 years and in the future. It is these large and small crafty plots and machinations, the participants of Game of Thrones...
This feeling... is really inexplicably disgusting.
Walking on a dark corridor, the thoughtful black hair wizard twitched the corner of his mouth; just when he was approaching the door of the room, he was slightly startled and slowed down.
There are people in the room, and more than one?
Loren's footsteps stopped under the light some distance from the door...The walls of the summer twilight courtyard are all mezzanine, and it is difficult to hear the sound of the house even when standing behind the door.
Although it seems reasonable to be the center of this kind of conspiracy, considering that it was the palace of the Queen Charlotte back then, it’s hard to say for what purpose she did it...cough cough cough.
Just when the black hair wizard was hesitant to enter, the door opened.
Loren suddenly raised his head, and the one who opened the door was a girl...exquisite white pleated skirt, decorated with a pure gold lily on the chest; slender figure, elegant face with brows Like a sword, the seemingly quiet face always has a temperament of no anger and prestige, and the slightly curly black hair pouring out like a waterfall.
"Are you the Loren Torino?"
Very pleasant voice, crisp and clear, but for some reason it doesn’t sound too happy...Slightly nodded Loren’s face hangs With a calm smile:
"Here is the wizard advisor of His Royal Highness Brandon Desalion, may I ask you..."
Before he finished speaking, I heard The girl is coldly snorted, proudly raising her head, her eyebrows seem to have several points of dissatisfaction: "Your master is waiting for you in the room, go find him!"
"Loren …Torino."
After vocalizing the name hard, the girl who appeared suddenly hurried away from him, and she didn’t even bother to look at him again; finally the black hair wizard lifted the head wrote on her face Full of incomprehension.
I... just said something wrong? As for being so dismissive of me?
I didn't feel "humiliated", but unfathomable mystery...Loren, who didn't understand what happened, shook his head helplessly, turned and walked into the room.
Brandon sitting in front of the window didn’t even notice that he came in. He sat in front of the window very cleverly, fiddling with the cherry cake on the plate, as if he had done something bad but didn’t want to. The expression of recognition.
Think of the one just now...cough cough cough again.
"Ai, Loren, when did you come?"
To the hind-conscious Royal Highness rolled the eyes, stepped forward to sit on the black hair wizard opposite him Blunt said: "Who was the one who went out just now?"
"Um...you seem to be curious?" Brandon tilted his head: "Tell you that you can, but you have to Do me a little favor."
"No problem, go ahead."
"It's easy, don't ask."
"..."
The smirking Brandon slumped his shoulders, slumped on the chair and looked towards the black hair wizard who didn’t want to pay attention to him: "Okay...wait for two days, I’ll tell you; I don’t want to know me now Are you seeing the result?"
"You can still sit here alive, eating cake and drinking mint tea, it means everything goes well."
With a formulaic smile on his face, Loren sarcastically said, "But I think His Royal Highness Brandon should not only show off his success, he sent a night watchman in full view to capture me from the Imperial Family wizard Academy, right?"
"If you do this, I'm afraid everyone in Imperial Capital knows that you must have reached an agreement with His Majesty Eckhart."
"Yes, but it is necessary...because it is too late to wait until midnight "
Brandon sighed and threw a parchment scroll to the black hair wizard; Loren, who took it, opened the scroll, and his pupils shrank slightly:
"Loren Torino, Byrne, grandfather Leonardo Torino; father Gayo Torino, unknown mother, suspected of Lothar or Arlesian.
In the early years of Twelfth generation, Leonardo Torino intended to assassinate Byrne due to family enmity. The nobleman was delisted and only retained the title of Knight; he also left with his only eldest son, Gayo, and became the wandering Knight;
About twenty years ago, Gayo Torino encountered an escort caravan en route. The robber died in siege, leaving only one son...Loren ·Torino, that is, Loren ·Torino.
This person is Byrne Duchy, the leader of the Scarlet Blood Castle, a sideline of the Torino family; Leonardo ·Torino inherited him after his death Knight title; became a so-so after receiving education at Wimpal Academy rcerer wizard.
Worked as a wizard consultant for Ruben Fried count, and assisted the elves in the ancient wood forest to defeat the Ogre invasion. Since then..."
"pa! "The expressionless black hair wizard threw the scroll aside, holding his shoulder and looked towards Brandon:
"Fake. "
"It doesn't matter if it's true or not... This is an identity certificate issued by the Imperial Arms Academy for you, and it's true from today. "Shrugged, Brandon looked towards him with a look of indifferent look:
"I am also an imperial prince anyway, directly from the thirteenth generation...If there is no identity that can be obtained, those guys will not Let a person of unknown origin be my wizard advisor. "
"In order to persuade the older Old Guys to agree with this proof, how much effort I have taken! My dear wizard advisor, can't you show a little gratitude? "
"I just think this identification... has a lot to do with what you are going to say next, right? "Ignore Brandon, Loren eyebrows raised:
"Are they suspicious of me? "
"It's more like...the need to be wary of a guy with unknown origins. "Brandon shrugged, with a helpless smirk:
"Don't mind, even my genuine prince of the empire has been monitored by these guys for so long, naturally it is impossible to relax the guard against those around me ——By the way, you have to thank Root Infinite. "
"Thank him?" "
"Yes, don't forget that you are also a night watchman in name...If I didn't know what was going on, I would almost treat you as the spy that that fellow put me next to me. "
"In a word...It is precisely because of this identity that the night watchman can justify keeping watch over you; with this precondition, they can agree to you as my wizard advisor...More accurately It is the prince of the empire, Brandon De Salion’s wizard advisor. "
Loren of course understands the difference... The former is only a private agreement between himself and Brandon, while the latter is to give himself a legitimate identity and formally become Brandon Dessalion. Vassal.
relaxed, Brandon gulped all the cherry cake on the plate: "However, because of the help of Rout Infinit—the ghost knows what this guy wants to do. It's definitely not a good thing anyway-but I just persuaded them, there is one last step. "
"The last step? "
"It's very simple for you..." Brandon laughed pretendingly: "They plan to see you, to see if you have the qualifications." "
"Just...see you? Loren frowned.
"Uh...the original words seem to be an'attendance'. "
Loren who sucked in a breath of cold air and face doesn't change squinted his eyes slightly: "When? "
"Just tonight! "