Chapter 497
No sleep all night.
Like countless meditations, the black hair wizard slowly opened his eyes, the dawn of the early spring sun shines into the room, and the curtains blown by the wind bring in the fragrance of flowers and the coolness of the morning.
Asriel in a red and black dress is already standing beside him, putting on white gloves with his hands behind him, his tender and handsome face is slightly nodded, and his scarlet pupils reflect the white eyes of the black hair wizard. .
"Does it have to be so troublesome?"
"Today is the most important day for Loren. As your best friend, I am of course responsible for this...tentatively play the role of steward." The corners of the boy's mouth raised slightly:
"Start with dressing up."
This time the black hair wizard didn't even have to roll his eyes.
"First of all, formal wear...usually a more serious dress should be worn for this occasion-a black knitted long-sleeved, tight-necked, slim-fit dress, and a white shirt with no pattern and fine linen without sleeves. …Dear Loren, I have to say that this dress is really suitable for you."
"The buttons and belt buckles should be made of sterling silver, the pins on the collar should be made of turquoise, and the neckline should be fastened. The last pure black ribbon embellishment...As for the accessories, Loren represents the position of the wizards this time. The nine-pointed star badge of the wizard tower couldn’t be more suitable."
"A pair of classic Eberdon barrels Boots are not equipped with laces, but need to be fastened with buttons... Thick bottom, high heels, slender and neat, cowhide material, pure black matte. A good pair of boots is the same as a small unremarkable accessory such as a belt buckle, which reflects not only the individual Self-cultivation and taste, as well as his property and status..."
The boy's movements are very gentle and careful, as if he is carving an incomparable artwork; even cufflinks and collar It took nearly half a minute to wipe the creases on the clothes meticulously.
Wear the "sorcerer" on the left hand and hide the "bright silver" behind the waist. Loren didn't leave immediately, but stood in front of the window and looked out. There was no half a silhouette in the empty garden.
Still... Didn’t catch up?
The black hair wizard is lightly sighed. If he can, he is not willing to pin all his hopes on Lena Desalion, but he does not have many hole cards in his hand.
If the little wizard can really find any key evidence, he might be able to avoid letting the "black-rimmed glasses" come forward to testify, but...obviously, I really think too much.
The research materials of an alchemist, especially a Master of Pharmacy like Lussac Covo...How could his secrets be placed in a conspicuous place so that they can be discovered at will?
If that were the case, Victor Seuss, the former royal justice, might have discovered it long ago.
Turning around silently, Loren stepped away; the teenager with a smile on his mouth was already standing in front of the door, waiting with the wand of the "tree heart" in both hands.
"The carriage is already outside the garden, and Miss Lena Desalion should have just left." Asriel smiled politely: "Dear Loren, wish you a pleasant journey!"
"I think what you want to say is'I wish you a complete defeat', right?"
Sneered, Loren took the "tree heart" from him, and walked out of the room without the slightest hesitation .
In front of the hall, the "black-rimmed glasses" who had just walked to the hallway heard the footsteps coming from behind, turning their heads numbly.
"Oh, good morning."
The girl glanced, ignored the black hair wizard's greeting, and walked to the carriage outside the courtyard gate alone; the self-defeating Loren shrugged. Quickly walked into the carriage.
Lightly locked the door of the carriage, looking at the "black-rimmed glasses" who deliberately glanced aside, the black hair wizard knocked on the carriage calmly.
The coachman waved his whip, and the wheels spun with the crisp sound of horse hooves.
"Well, what happened last night..."
"The matter is over, and I won't take what a idiot said seriously." Black hasn't waited for an embarrassed face. The hair wizard spoke, and the girl interrupted first: "I also know that you will not deliberately arrange this...stupid plan."
"Uh...what did he say?"
"It's nothing, it has nothing to do with you." Lena was coldly snorted, turned her gaze to the side and raised her eyes again: "In short, the matter has passed, and you don't need to know what happened."
" You helped me pay off the debt, and I will testify for Lussac Kovo...This is the end of our transaction."
The more you say that, the more curious you are... …
Slightly nodded, Loren calmly opened the mouth and said: "I believe you already know...Holy Cross Church, sent a priest to the Charn family as a defender."
"So what?"
"You are a member of the Imperial Family, and you should know the church better than I do... They will never care if your last name is De Salion, Even using'faith' to threaten or even coerce you, to expel your membership...These are the usual threats used by the church."
The girl coldly snorted, raised her eyes again: "You think a passionate person mysticism, do people who are suspected of being a witch care if they have been expelled?"
"No...I think you may not care at all." Loren's expression was a bit embarrassing.
Yes, if she is excommunicated, she will be able to go to the Imperial Family wizard Academy more justifiably: "But it will affect your reputation. After all... your surname is Desalion."
"Abolition of membership, deprivation of titles, recovery of property...These are all impossible threats to me, because I don't care at all; as for expelling the family...this is something that can only be decided within the Imperial Family." The girl suddenly sneered:
"Speaking of which, don't you trust me so much because of this-don't worry that your witness will be bought by some rich and powerful old fogey."
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The horses’ hoofs rang, and the street has been drove, and the sky palace on the hills of Golovin can be seen from the car window. Wearing black-rimmed glasses, the thin girl turned her eyes out of the car window. Crimson's eyes looked far away.
"Sky Vault..." Lena suddenly said, "What does it look like?"
Loren eyebrows raised, her expression a little confused.
"Is it weird, this is the third time I have been to that place." The girl's voice was calm: "Not every descendant of Desalion is qualified to live in the Imperial Palace forever , Or as an ordinary Imperial Family palace."
"The first time I went there was to meet with my father. I was only six years old that year. I thought I was just going to visit some relatives I didn’t know. "The girl’s tone can still be heard a little bit of souvenir:
"And now...I still clearly remember every palace, every furnishing, every gallery in the Sky Vault. Columns, gardens, chandeliers, maids, servants, guards, I can clearly tell what story each mural is describing."
"But...I can't remember the father that day... What is his expression and what did he do."
"You were only a child that year." Loren's tone was also calm: "Go to a place that I can't imagine."
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"Yes, for a child...Compared with the magnificent and weird sky palace, he and father are simply too ordinary, too small to be mentioned, and not even worth keeping in memory. "
The girl didn't look at him, she lay down in front of the car window and looked at the sky palace not far away like she did in the past: "But in retrospect, it really made me keep the sky palace in my heart. It's definitely not those furnishings..."
"It's something more intangible, but closer to me... It's something you can actually feel without seeing, listening, smelling, or touching. "
"The thing that hangs above the sky and overlooks you..."
"Everything you do, everything you do is in its gaze Down; I will not feel it all the time and raise a strong heart of awe..."
"That is the real'Sky Palace' and impressive things." Loren silently added:
"Supreme's... imperial power."
"But... even if it is imperial power, there are places where it is beyond its power, and there are places that have to be compromised... even if the opportunity is small, we There is still the possibility of success."
There was a moment of silence, and neither of them spoke again.
The carriage of Mercedes-Benz slowly stopped in front of the stairs.
"I should go." Loren looked at the girl still sitting in front of the window:
"Miss Lena Dessalion, see you in the trial court."
The black hair wizard turned around and left the carriage.