Chapter 495
The bright moon is like a hook.
Summer twilight courtyard, there are only Loren and Isaac in the empty room; the moonlight of early spring shines through the windows, covering every corner with a soft silver gauze; the floating dust is faintly discernible under the light.
"Is it tomorrow?" Isaac, who was sitting by the window watching the moon, said suddenly, with a looked thoughtful expression.
"Hmm." The black hair wizard was somewhat absent-minded and nodded.
The little wizard and Webber have already left. It is said that they went to the laboratory of the Lussac Master in the Imperial Family wizard Academy, hoping to find any clues.
Although Seran Kovo’s spirit is still very confused, as long as it involves his father, he will become very sober, even beyond their expectations, even the Lussac Master entered the experiment for the last time. I remember the time in the room clearly.
Loren didn’t have much hope for the little wizard’s enthusiasm; maybe Lussac’s laboratory really has some important information, but faced with a group of angry people who don’t know anything about magic An ordinary person is difficult to use as evidence.
As for whether you can find evidence that the Lussac Master regrets his actions...I can only say that it is better than nothing.
It is the little priest that Weber would be so enthusiastic. Loren was quite surprised... If at first he might understand it, but now Imperial Capital's wizard and the church are almost completely hostile, he still spares no effort to help himself...
It seems that you can no longer use the word "friendship" to describe your relationship with him.
Although this little priest was always very enthusiastic when he was in Wimpal Academy, he even risked a mortal danger to help him find evidence, and once worked under the "alchemist Draco" who pretended to be the priest. The trainee priest for a long time.
I really don’t know if he is really pious to the extreme, or simply warm-hearted.
"Are you sure...I mean this time is different from before. You are the most unlucky when you are in Giant Dragon King City. This time you may involve a lot of people."
"I'm not saying that I really care about the potatoes...but, this matter has nothing to do with them."
Looking at him with an impatient expression on his face, Loren was stunned. Laugh out loud.
Although it is not the first time, but...Isaac's way of caring about people is really awkward to the extreme...
"Don't worry, this is the imperial trial. The defenders and witnesses of both parties There are quota restrictions, which is very beneficial to us.” With fingers crossed across his chest, the black hair wizard slightly raised the corners of his mouth:
“We have a formula sheet as evidence, as long as Lena Desa Miss Leon is willing to come forward to testify...At least, we can prove that the Lussac Master definitely did not commit the murder intentionally."
"Then?"
"Then as long as we can win this step , There is enough room for a slow turn... As long as it is proved that Lusac did not intentionally kill, all the slanders that were originally against him will naturally be solved, and it will be self-defeating."
"Although Victor Hughes The adults are impossible towards us... but at least they will not deliberately make things difficult."
With a somewhat provocative tone, Loren’s expression is extremely solemn: "The material evidence is second, Miss Lena Dessalion’s The testimony is the most important part-she is an offshoot of the Desalion family, neither Victor nor the church dare to deny his testimony easily."
"So... now I can only hope She will keep her promise."
Put all her hopes on someone who she doesn't fully understand... This is indeed the first time for a black hair wizard.
If it weren't for no choice, Loren would rather leave it alone... The whole case has become no longer simple from the "secret" Victor told him, and it has long been beyond the scope of his ability.
Why did you persist until now?
Obviously, even the Imperial Family wizard Academy and Albert Master have given up, and even Lussac has no hope of "surviving"; but he still tried his best to make them Standing behind me, betting on all the chips in this last fight...
Just for a promise, hoping to attract the Torino family and the Imperial Family wizard Academy of the Scarlet Blood Castle to the cloth at the same time. Under Langdon's banner?
If you have a solution for these two points, you don’t have to rush into this. When the trial is over, what is left is a desperate female count, and a desperate Imperial Family wizard Academy. Wouldn't it be more convenient to find a way to recruit them then?
Loren is lightly sighed, with a self-deprecating expression.
I...just refuse to admit defeat.
"Lina Desalion?"
Isaac suddenly eyebrows raised: "Do you really believe this Banshee...I believe she will not betray you?"
"Probably." The black hair wizard slightly nodded, his eyes hesitated: "Everything that can be done has been done, and there is no possibility that she will betray..."
An absent-minded answer He kept wiping his knuckles with his hands folded across his chest.
"So... you are actually not sure?" Isaac tilted his head.
Loren sighed, and did not answer him.
Isaac seemed to think for a second, then stood up and turned around and walked outside the door.
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing else, I thought of a way to absolutely keep her from betraying you...Of course, more accurately, let this demonic Girl will never betray me."
"Huh? What, what do you mean?"
"The method is very simple." Isaac as it should be by rights's patted breast: "Use My incomparable wisdom and masculinity completely conquered that demonic girl and gave me a heartbreak!"
"...you want to...seduce her?"
"Don’t think too much...though I’m right Women like creatures have always had no liking, but if it’s for my best friend, this genius doesn’t mind Through a field of ten thousands flowers, and then...sell your chastity a little bit!"
"Of course Selling yourself is my bottom line, and my noble soul will definitely remain pure... As for the Banshee who is completely subdued by my charm, it may not necessarily be the case; one night may be a little shorter, I will try my best to let her wish one were dead, Then stay awake before the formal trial tomorrow, so as not to be full of nonsense as soon as you get on stage."
"..."
"Why, is it possible that you have something better The way?"
"No...I was thinking, she might disagree..."
"Um... indeed..." Isaac thought for a second, and then suddenly She laughed: "It's impossible! To be favored by this genius, but she has been convinced that she has cultivated for ten lifetimes, and she is too happy to be happy!"
"But..."
"It's nothing but!"
Isaac, who was impatient, waved and interrupted the black hair wizard directly: "You can just wait for me to put Banshee's neatly cleaned up and obedient, and take it to me. Just ask-let alone testify, when the time comes, it will not be a problem for her to die in the imperial trial. That's it!"
Isaac, with his chest puffed up, opened the door and stride proudly Ahead walked out of the room.
"..."
sighed, the black hair wizard looked at the sky palace in the distance in confusion.
A faint black shadow drifted across the room, and Isaac's empty chair had a petite silhouette on it, looking triumphantly with Erlang's legs tilted up.
Loren tilted his head and looked at the teenager who sat there also looking at him. The corners of his smiling mouth and scarlet pupils always make people think of harboring malicious intentions:
"I thought some people should knock on the door first."
"Well...The premise is that they weren't in this room before." Asriel smiled politely, making no secret that he just overheard. Move. A hint of cunning flashed on the immature but handsome face:
"But now my dear Loren is really dangerous...Do you think Mr. Isaac Grantham can succeed?"
"It has nothing to do with you."
"Yes, but if dear Loren fails tomorrow, it has something to do with Asriel." Asriel's expression became more charming, and the corners of his pale mouth appeared. The little tiger tooth under the lips:
"When the time comes, you will lose a foothold in the Imperial Capital, and even in the entire Sacland Empire; what awaits you is a long period of exile...twenty years , Maybe for thirty years, Asriel is really worried about you..."
"So what?"
"Dear Loren, we have an agreement."
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The scarlet blood pupil flickered under the night sky, and Asriel's voice was soft and low, with a faint temptation: "But this time...Asriel doesn't need you to pay any price..."
" I will help you and gain unprecedented power...No one can put their will above you and me anymore..."