Chapter 489
As a member of the imperial cabinet and the emperor’s wizard advisor, Albert Tower Master Luo's low-key level is beyond imagination.
If it hadn’t been for Lucian to put the sword on the coachman’s neck, Loren couldn’t believe that the dilapidated street in front of him, like a lunatic asylum, was actually the residence of the consultant of the Imperial Family wizard.
The empty streets, the cold wind, the dilapidated houses, the "lunatic asylum"-like homes... the gray-eyed young man stood upright, and couldn't help holding the hilt of the sword tightly around his waist.
The Holy Cross is here. Isn’t this a cemetery?
The black hair wizard sighed, walked forward and knocked gently on the door that was already full of rust and decay, and the cold echo wafted in the street.
"Why... let me ask?" The gray pupil frowned slightly. The weird atmosphere gave him a bad premonition: "I'm just your guard, he won't take How about me, even if..."
"Stop talking."
Loren waved his hand behind him to interrupt him, sighed then said and looked slightly: "We are friends, so I won’t talk to you about “this is my duty”, “your mission is not here,” Balabala...It’s all nonsense."
"Lucien, protect Isaac and Ain. They, as well as Selan Kovo and the Miss Lena; Summer Twilight Courtyard is the Imperial Family Palace, but...I really can’t believe those fanatics."
The gray pupil boy was slightly nodded. Say something more, solemnly turned and left.
"Crack"
The harsh door pivot opened the old door. Behind the door stood an elderly man with gray hair and beard, shaking Loftly stretched out his right hand to the black hair wizard:
"Master Ai...Albert has been waiting for you for a long time, Viscount Loren Torino, please come here."
The black hair wizard has one's hair stand on end, but nodded followed the old man into the house.
Although the exterior looks quite shabby, the furnishings in the courtyard are quite stylish...Almost all the walls have been transformed into bookcases, and the air exudes the good smell of ink and parchment.
At the moment when he walked into the hall, Loren finally understood the reason why he would have one's hair stand on end...not because of instinctive fear, but the house...
Cold hell!
The early spring of Ming and Ming dynasties has passed, and the sun is shining outside. The whole hall is as dark as the evening, and the air is cold enough to see ice and fog...
"I'm extremely sorry, the lighting in this house is not very good. Would you like to open the curtains for you?"
"Uh...no trouble, this is good."
"Master is still upstairs. I have to wait for a while. Please wait a while." The trembling old man greeted the black hair wizard to sit down, holding a silver plate in his hand:
" This is... freshly brewed mint tea, would you like a cup?"
"Thank you." Loren forced a smile to take the teacup from the old man and took a sip...
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The smile froze immediately.
It's cold.
The expressionless Loren shivered for no reason, and hurriedly placed the tea cup on the coffee table.
The old man is still standing there, his expression can't be seen under his dangled silver hair and beard: "Doesn't suit...your taste?"
"No, no no!" Loren hurriedly Smiled and shook his head.
"That's good, you are a distinguished guest of the lord, it's okay if the hospitality is not complete." The trembling old man's voice was so hoarse that he couldn't hear whether he was using the vocal cords to pronounce it, and he quivered away step by step Hall:
"Then...I'll go and ask the master to come out now."
"Trouble." There was a light smile on the corner of his mouth, and the black hair wizard with a playful expression stared at the old man. Back until he walked into the shadows.
The air is very quiet, the naked eye visible mist is floating in the dim hall, and the mint tea in the cup is covered with a thin layer of frost.
"What do you think?" A slightly joking, but extremely immature voice sounded in Loren's mind.
For a moment of peace, pitch-black pupils flicked across the hall.
"Deserving of the imperial wizard's adviser, it is too derogatory to treat him as a kind old man before." The pensive Loren closed his eyes slightly, and his deep voice faintly discernable responded:
"Void remnants strong enough to distort reality...No, maybe he deliberately changed this space to be like this."
"For some reason...we don't know yet."
"Hey...In that case, isn't there any danger for my dear Loren?" The tender voice cried out in surprise, suddenly became very excited: "How about, do you need a little bit? What about'assistance'? Just like when we first met..."
"Have you ever finished?"
"Ah...what a cold guy, and When I first met, the boy who was so shocked that he couldn't speak just by seeing others was not alone at all." Asriel's flat mouth: "Even the tone of refuting others has become so natural, it's natural. I can’t even hear the slightest sense of disobedience!"
"Dear Loren...Why are you so proficient!"
After hesitating for a moment, Loren decided to continue to ignore he.
"Your Excellency Loren Torino, you have been waiting for a long time."
A kind and old voice came from the shadows, and there was an old man who was hobbled and guilty.
The black hair wizard frowned slightly, his eyes gradually becoming more serious.
There was a long silence until the old man sat down and neither of them said a word.
"You are here specially today...to inquire about your crimes, right?"
In the end, it was Albert who broke the silence first and sighed in a low voice: "Gray. When Thrall went to see you, I already had an expectation, didn't expect......"
"You didn't anticipate something, but were pretty sure I would come." Loren said nonsense I don’t want to say any more, and I went straight to the subject coldly:
"Imperial Family wizard Academy's...Your Excellency Dean!"
"Your Excellency Loren, I..."
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"You have been planning since we arrived at Imperial Capital...Yes, it started with our'coincidence' with Gray Thrall..."
"From then on, no matter It was Seran Kovo who ran to Xiamu Yard to ask us for help, persuading Victor Seuss to allow me to investigate the case...Your silhouette is everywhere."
"..."
"I need an answer, Albert Tower Master Luo, I need an answer."
Albert was speechless for a moment, and finally spoke:
"You are more powerful than I thought, Lord Loren Torino... Maybe I should have trusted you more."
"But now you have surrendered to Holy Cross Church...dignified imperial wizard advisor, in The Academy instructor was killed, and the Imperial Capital wizard chose'reconciliation' when it was unpredictable... It was unexpected." Loren satirically opened the mouth and said:
"Do you know that once Lu Sac Master was really sentenced to death..."
"Lysac Kovo is undoubtedly mortal, he must atone for the things that year..."
"We still There is a chance—provided that you haven't betrayed us!" Loren interrupted him roughly, with a hint of anxiety in his voice.
It sucks, it sucks...
Since Wimpal Academy, he hasn't really experienced this kind of situation.
Obviously, the winning ticket is already in hand, and when the success is near...the advantages around him have turned into disadvantages a little bit, until finally he is completely isolated and helpless.
It's really a good way.
"I only asked once, what conditions did the Albert Master...Holy Cross Church offer, or how to threaten you to make you decide to abandon the Lussac Master and choose to reconcile with them? !"
There was another long silence.
"I’m impossible...no, it’s a condition that all wizards can’t refuse." Albert shook his head: "Your Excellency Loren Torino, you are also a wizard. How do you look at the relationship?"
"The power is the same as the fire and water." The black hair wizard frowned slightly: "What's the matter?"
"The power is the same as the fire and water... It’s a wonderful metaphor, very appropriate— —Since the establishment of Eboden, the relationship between the wizard and the church has never been eased."
Albert lifts the head, with a faint flicker in his calm eyes: "Then if I tell you, The church and the wizard have a chance to reconcile, and the premise is that we pay the last little sacrifice?"
"Are you kidding, Albert Master?"
"No , I’m very serious... and the people who came to me have come up with a very practical plan." Breathed slightly, the old man solemnly opened the mouth and said:
"Peace is near In front of you!"