Chapter 454
"Uh... dear Loren, can you explain why you let that person out?"
A certain blond boy who appeared until the end of the fight blinked , Looks like a rare treasure, with a raised right hand index finger pressed under his lips:
"You can catch him even if you don’t plan to kill him, right, maybe it’s an important source of intelligence. !"
"How much information can this hired killer have? He can at most tell me who is doing it."
Loren, with an indifferent expression, shrugged and held his hand. Playing with "Bright Silver": "And I already know that."
Except for the Charn family, he really couldn't think of the second one-Siscott died three days ago, Selan Kovo came to ask for help yesterday morning, and he made up his mind this morning.
In just one day, you can know your own movements. The other party’s eyeliner connections and financial resources send cold shivers down one's spine. This huge force can be counted on one's fingers within the Imperial Capital. .
Of course, there are also the night watchman and the Lut Infinite who has never met...
"Really just like this, there is no other reason?" Back Asriel with his left hand deliberately posted forward, and showed a tacit smile at the black hair wizard:
"That stabbing sword...right?"
No face The expressive black hair wizard glanced at him; Asriel blinked his large, innocent eyes, and stood there obediently like a "good child" with his hands behind him, in a posture of letting go.
Loren's mouth twitches more severely.
Yes, the moment he saw the stabbing sword, he thought of some indifferent night watchman... Edward once mentioned vaguely that he had always been Eboden before he became the night watchman. The hooligan in the gutters, the bottom one.
But why does he end up in the gutters? Why does a hooligan know how to use the stabbing sword, an obviously unusual weapon?
This is not a short blade dagger and the like can be seen everywhere. Forging a qualified thorn sword requires cream of the crop of forged steel, and the price is three times that of the Knight sword. People who know how to use it It can be counted on one's fingers.
The most important point is that assassin's tricks are exactly the same as "some night watchman".
There must be a connection between the two people, and I can’t find more clues...
Looking at Loren’s pensive expression, Asriel’s mouth flicked elegantly. The arc of, the sly gaze seemed to be making a bad idea, but in the end it was just a flash.
"So...you now know the real cause of Siscott's death, and you also know who was the one who wanted to kill you. What do you plan to do next?"
"Continue to investigate, maybe it won't be that simple next time, maybe you will be silenced."
"Ai, are you worried about my accident?" Loren said It was an accidental sneered: "It's really touching."
Asriel shrugged with a helpless expression, his scarlet eyes gleaming with crystal sheen, and deliberately dragged a long ending sigh with a sigh:
"Dear Loren, you are Asriel's best friend, no matter when I will not betray you."
"Well, from the first time we met until now, You have said this sentence no less than a hundred times... There is a saying that telling a lie a thousand times is the truth, and we must continue to work hard."
"..."
"Since it has been I met the Lussac Master, and I knew who wanted to kill..."
Ignoring the young man’s "resentment" gaze, Loren spread his hands and retracted Liangyin's sheath:
>"Of course I am going to meet, the gentleman who can't wait to get rid of me and hurry up."
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The house of the Charn family is not difficult to find in the Imperial Capital, or it is very conspicuous-just under the hills of Golovin, Hetong The stairs to the Heavenly Vault are only across the street.
After being informed of his identity, the servant in red and blue uniforms didn’t even have a letter, and immediately put the black hair wizard in;
Loren, who was behind the servant, passed through Aside from the luxuriant flagstone paths, the front garden is full of tall maple and aspen trees, which are still red and green in early spring.
Pushing in, another servant who had been waiting at the door introduced the black hair wizard into the mansion, and after passing through the red carpet-covered stairs and promenade, Loren came to a side hall .
Only a quarter of an hour later, the steward-looking old man who led himself in, wearing monocle gold-rim glasses and a black piping blue dress, returned to the side hall again, and politely bowed to the black hair wizard. Bowed.
"Dear guest, I’m very sorry; Master Siscott has just passed away, and many things in the family have not been processed. Young Master is inconvenient to meet the guests. Please forgive me."
Is it inconvenient to see me, or didn't expect me to be able to come so soon?
Loren slightly smiled with a sneer in my heart, just shook his head: "You're welcome, if it is really inconvenient...I can visit again another day, many thanks."
black hair The wizard got up and left, but the elegant old steward stretched out his hand to block: "Please wait."
tone barely fell, there was a knock on the door outside the hall; Loren pretending to be confused was curious. He took a look; under the black hair wizard's surprised expression, the servant who opened the door walked in, put a long and narrow box in front of him, bowed and bowed, turned and left the room.
Loren has faintly guessed what the other party means.
Old steward knelt on the ground and opened the box lightly.
"High-level spell,'spiritual horizon'-this spell can raise the observer's perspective to a level beyond imagination. You no longer use the five senses, but directly use spirit strength.' See' or'hear' every move around you."
"Whether it is the breeze blowing, or the ants crawling under your feet, you will be in your grasp, all obvious at a glance "
Looking at the old parchment scroll wrapped in silk and satin in the center of the box, Loren frowned slightly.
"The Charn family is a very old and very large family. There have been many excellent wizards, especially the sorcerer and the alchemist, who have had extraordinary achievements. "
old steward got up and pushed his monolithic eyes: "This high-level curse belongs to the very rare category even among the various collections of the Charn family for thousands of years. "
"Also as an outstanding sorcerer, I think this gift is simply perfect for you-I want to come to a wizard with superb achievements like you, if you offer vulgar property And the real estate... on the contrary, it is a great irony."
"You really look at me too highly."
With a self-deprecating chuckle, Loren calmly looked towards the other party:" Why did I give this to me?"
"Just to make up for your loss today...Your Excellency Loren Torino, shouldn't you come here by accident?"
The calm old steward , Humbly bowed to the black hair wizard: "No matter what the Charn family has done to you, or is not thoughtful, please forgive me."
"By the way, I also kindly ask you for one. It's."
"Oh, tell me." Loren pretended to be stupid on purpose.
"About the matter between Master Lussac Covo and Master Siscott, and all the things behind the whole thing..." Old Steward sighed:
"For the sake of His Royal Highness Brandon and the Charn family do not have hatred, I implore you to stop entanglement."
"We...really have no intention of being an enemy of Brandon! "
The side hall is very quiet, and you can even hear the sound of clocks moving.
Loren tapped his fingers and broke the silence softly:
"so that's how it is, do you think I...or Brandon wants to do something with the Charn family Enemy?"
Old Steward did not speak, but his expression was obviously tacit.
"If this is the case, I can assure you, absolutely not!"
Loren deliberately raised the volume...Although there are only himself and this old steward in the hall, but A fool can guess that the "Young Master" must be hiding somewhere and eavesdropping:
"But I am also a wizard, and I was impossible to watch a senior lose his life in vain. To be charged with murder!"
Old steward's complexion changed suddenly, slightly frowned: "So, you really want..."
"No, I want All it takes is to find the real murderer who killed Lord Siscott Charn and clear the charge for Master Lussac!"
Loren looked at him and coldly retorted:
"In addition...
Don’t the Charn family want it?"