Chapter 507

The dome of heaven, the parliament hall is a side hall.

There are only five people who are eligible to enter here...The Secretary of the Seal Metternich, the Secretary of Military Severin, the former Justice Victor, the Church Trial Magistrate Terrace, and the former wizard advisor Al Bird.

Because the person who called them in was their emperor.

"...I don't think I need to tell you the reason why I am here anymore?"

The face of an imperial minister was swept across: "The meaning of imperial judgement...you should know better than me."

"Why is this?"

The minister put his hands on the seal. In front of him, there was a deep sigh; the silent sigh made Victor's forehead wrinkles a little more, and his tight hands had already revealed blue veins.

Frowned Church Trial Magistrate has a distorted expression, coldly snorted expressing his dissatisfaction, and seems to be still indignant at the information he has just received.

Albert Tarot closed his eyes slightly and shook his head; the expression of grief was already solemn to the extreme.

"This is not the fault of the Royal Justice, Your Majesty."

Sighed, the last person who spoke was still the Secretary of State Severin Desalion. :"Regular scope of activities every day, two censorships, 24/7 surveillance, three meals a day with Chief-In-Charge specializing in inspections, and half of Hundred Men Squad's guard Legion is outside..."

"even more how there is a black prison... Except for the fortress of Broken Boundary Mountain and the Sky Vault, there will be no second place in the entire empire that is safer and tighter than there! Who can guess that he actually found the opportunity... "

"Severin Dessalion!"

Eckhardt interrupted his military minister gently, although it was just a casually sentence, the Imperial Front The ministers have already felt the anger of His Majesty the Emperor.

Without hesitation for a moment, Severin bowed his head decisively.

In the deadly side hall, the atmosphere has been suppressed to the extreme.

"When things have reached this point, blame and punishment have no meaning, what I want is the answer!" His Majesty's tone became colder and colder, and every word contained endless anger:

"I don't want to hear...my ministers, my loyal front cabinet has done its best...this kind of meaningless nonsense, Metternich!"

"Your Majesty?"

"Let’s come up with a plan to solve the current problem. After tonight, there will be rumors within Imperial Capital." Eckhart's mouth was drawn with a sardonic arc:

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"I know too much about our loyal subjects...how much love they show, how much resentment in their hearts; rumors, rumors, whispers...they are the plague and poison spreading in the Imperial Capital, we must not Give them a chance!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The Minister of Seal of the Seal bowed slightly, but the expression on his face was very subtle: "But what I think is Another thing."

"Loren Torino." Eckhardt raised his eyebrows.

"This is the wizard adviser to His Royal Highness Brandon...I have sent someone to pass the message, and now he may have arrived in the dark prison." Metternich sighed then said:

"I've heard of Lord Loren's many deeds, by fair means or foul...Although he is a principled person in most cases, he often makes actions that are not very sensible."

"This time, what will he do?"

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Imperial Family wizard Academy, Lu Sack Kovo Laboratory.

In the dimly lit laboratory, the petite silhouette of the little wizard is still lying on the ground, searching desperately among the piles of materials and various records, every cabinet, every parchment There are traces of her groping on it, and she can even recite the page number of each line.

Lu Sien, who was holding the sword with both hands, stood silently in the corner. He no longer remembered how many candlesticks he had changed. He just watched the tired but never stopped without saying a word. Petite silhouette, busy all the time.

The brow furrowed slightly, and the hand holding the sword slowly tightened.

This is the only thing I can do.

It is the same in the ice and snow wasteland, the giant dragon king city-Loren · Torino, Isaac · Grantham, Ain Rand ... They are all people with extraordinary natural talents, and only they can be together. Find the essence or key of the problem in the chaos.

The only thing I can do is to protect them as much as I can and to fulfill the mission they entrusted to me.

This is who I am. It is also the outstanding quality of every Wertz for thousands of years...the silent soldier.

Under the tips of Moblue's hair, the still slightly immature face makes the silver-gray pupils of the young boy as bright as a cold moon.

I don’t have such an extraordinary natural talent like them. I don’t know anything about magic and Evil God, and I have never believed in anything.

He is just a sword, it has nothing but killing.

But if Lord Loren Torino and his friends need their own power, then...

"Found it, this is it, this is it——!!!"

The excited little wizard stood up suddenly, tired and unable to conceal the surprise in her expression, his trembling hands held the entire volume of parchment tightly in his arms.

The gray-eyed teenager who saw her expression couldn't help showing a relaxed smile, and slightly loosened his hands holding the hilt of the sword.

At this moment...

"Clang——!"

The ear-piercing notes sounded abruptly in the silent corridor outside the door.

The expressions of the two changed at the same time. The little wizard of complexion pale got up and handed the scroll in his arms to Lucien: "Quickly, take these and leave, it's too late! "

"Absolutely not! I promised Your Excellency Loren, I will never let you do anything!" The gray-eyed boy's expression was tense, and his sword-holding hand was tightened again: "I definitely can't stay here any longer. Come, follow me!"

"But..." The little wizard bit his lip.

"Nothing, don't you want to give it to Loren yourself?!" I hurriedly ignored the screaming Ai Yin and carried her on his back. Body.

"Your Excellency Ain, please hold on to me, grit your teeth and don't bite your tongue, because there may be a little bump next."

"Huh?!"

"Bang——!"

As soon as the voice fell, the thin silhouette who smashed open the door had already drawn out the sword, only to see an afterimage rushing out like a gust of wind The promenade.

In the deadly room, there was only a petite and lovely moon-shadow cat still lying on the chair, with scarlet eyes staring at the knocked open door and the empty promenade.

Five minutes later...

"They have gone far."

The black clothed person who appeared at some point coldly glanced at the broken door Locked, his gaze turned to a few similarly attired subordinates behind him: "didn't expect... an ordinary alchemist, so vigilant."

"This is not an ordinary alchemist. …Otherwise, Lord Rout Infinite will not personally ask." Another voice came, as if talking about the weather:

"Not to mention to nine night watchmen at the same time," If necessary, kill without mercy'this kind of absurd command."

"They can't go far." The black clothed person pulled out the short blade from his waist, deliberately speaking slowly: "From the Academy to the sky. Gong...If you can’t even stop two ordinary persons... the night watchman in Golovin will lose face."

"I really want to do it, but Lord Infinite ......"

"Now is not the time to stick to orders, the imperial trial will have variables at any time, and our duty is to minimize the possibility of variables!"

"But... "

"It's nothing but, are you willing to be spies for a lifetime?!" black clothed person coldly snorted: "Remember the guy who was transferred back from Eboden...a trifling newcomer, just because he was spied on Your Royal Highness, Brandon, are now on top of our heads!"

Several night watchmen looked at each other in blank dismay, nodded; black clothed person coldly snorted, turned and left.

"Oh...I'm leaving so soon?"

The delicate and soft sound made the night watchmen change their colors and froze in place.

A young girl in a black and red dress sits on an empty chair, with bare feet in midair. Among the pale and delicate doll-like faces are a pair of scarlet eyes.

"When I first met, my name is Ariel...Of course, I can also be called Asriel if you like."

"You guys just now, seem to be discussing terrifying things What..."

"The bad child who does this has to be punished a little..."

"What do you think, you will definitely not refuse, right?"

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"Because Ariel has never tasted...fresh plasma...what does it taste like..."