Shaman from Afar

"We can't wait any longer. Loren is still in prison now, and he has to find a way to rescue him!"

A room in the Fortress of Forbidden Mountain forced the calm little wizard to sit down suddenly, staring at the opposite Isaac who was still absently turning the book.

For a moment, Ain even thought that he had returned to Wimpar College. He, Loren, and Isaac spent three long and short days and nights in Dalton's mentor's tower.

But the howling of the north wind outside the window was telling her that these were just speculations under his own excessive tension.

"You are half right." Isaac replied without looking up.

"half?"

"Among the two of us, only you want to rescue Loren from the prison." Isaac said indifferently, shaking his head: "Not me."

"Isaac Grantham— ?!"

The little wizard's expression looked shocked. The blue eyes had already ignited an angry fire, just like the first time he knew this guy in front of him.

"Still as always ..."

"what did you say?!"

"As always, when it comes to Loren, you will lose the reason and calm judgment that a wizard should have, emotionally out of control and become very unstable."

"I ..." Ain, who was suddenly speechless, froze, and his face rose red, but he still refused to bow his head:

"I don't want to be taught by a guy who just got out of control and got into big trouble!"

"You're right, I got out of control and made a very serious mistake." Shrugging shoulders, Isaac's expression was as calm as before, and there were several unhappy twists: "I have to admit that Loren expressed Is more like a wizard than my genius—although I ... very unwilling to admit this, it is true. "

"what are you saying?"

"Oh, Ein Rand! Your sluggishness and lack of emotions in the mood swings and the obvious loss of intelligence make me more and more feel that you are quite similar to the witch!" Isaac turned directly A white-eyed child, very disdainful:

"You think Loren Turin deliberately provoked the veteran, and specifically used the" due trial "to solve the problem, which was obviously provocative, and later angered him in the face of the Crown Prince or the Prince of Rush. ... Are all accidents? "

The little wizard showed a clearly unexpected expression, even ignoring some of Isaac's "serious remarks":

"You mean ... he did it on purpose?"

"Maybe, but it looks more like fearlessness-not only because of that Highness Brandon and his dragon, but because of Loren's own identity, which makes him eligible for fearlessness here."

Isaac sighed: "He is a Turin ... Ain, do you know what this surname means to the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain?"

"The reason of the black prince Roland Turin and the virgin? Probably know some." The little wizard frowned: "But they are all in the forbidden area of ​​the wizard tower. The legend about Roland outside is only his final depravity, and The part that was judged by the church. "

"Even so, the influence of the Black Duke in the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain is still ingrained-as long as it bears this surname, no one dares to hurt him."

Isaac's difficult choice of vocabulary seems to desperately find the most suitable adjective in his mind:

"In short, everything he did today may be part of his plan, or it may be the result of Loren ’s adaptability. In fact, I am more inclined to the latter, because he may guess that he will be provoked, but it should not be possible. The prophet knows everything. "

"But ... even if he really planned it, this is not surprising-the fortune-tellers of the prophecy school have a saying, 'The world is a huge net, knowing the tremor between the threads The wind direction can be peeped into the future, so it is not impossible. "

The little wizard looked at Isaac calmly explaining before him, and couldn't believe what he had only heard.

After a while, she slowly shivered and said:

"Isaac, where did you learn this from?"

The arrogant genius looks calm and his eyes are flat:

"You think I'm such a lonely, uninteresting, arrogant, and particularly selfish person, you shouldn't understand these human relationships, right?"

"I'm not ..." Ayin bit her lip.

"You guessed it." Isaac shook his head restlessly:

"Even now, I feel that these things are simply boring and extremely disgusting. Those calculations, planning, trying to figure out other people's ideas, deliberately flattering, and similar ... just like falling into a big one called 'human sinister' Inside the mud pit! "

"But ... I believe that Loren also doesn't like these, and he has helped me many times, you too, Ain, you have made some sacrifices, compromises, I mean ... we are friends, friends always have to pay each other Yes, this is the meaning of the word 'friend'. "

"I know I'm selfish, I don't like it very much, and I don't plan to let others like me; but just watching others sacrifice for themselves, and then enjoy the peace of mind ..."

"That's too selfish."

………………………………………………

"In which cell is the wizard's advisor of Highness Brandon imprisoned?"

A middle-aged knight in a burqa, Ernst, the deputy commander of the fortress, looked coldly at the old jailer in front of him: "Take me to see him, immediately."

Of course, the old jailer did not dare to neglect. He quickly opened the door of the dungeon and walked in front of the lamp to guide the middle-aged knight.

The rapid sound of iron boots echoed in the stairs of the dungeon, and the black wizard resting against the wall was immediately awakened. The cold wind blowing into the dungeon caused the fire outside the cell to sway in chaos, like a grim dance of the devil.

The next moment, a familiar figure blocked the fire and stood outside a dark cell. Squinting Loren looked at each other's figure and the expression that didn't seem very happy.

"Sir Loren Turin, we meet again." The middle-aged knight Ernst looked at him coldly:

"I just didn't expect it to be in the dungeon. It seems that you didn't take my warning seriously."

"I haven't promised you anything, your deputy commander of the fortress."

Loren's face is still a formal smirk, and he does not flinch and looks at Ernst: "A special run, shouldn't you come and say" hello "to me?"

The expression of the deputy commander of the fortress was very ugly, and even a little unexpected-even I did not expect that His Royal Highness Connor would actually compromise and accept the "blackmail" of his brother Brandon.

That's right, it was blackmail. His Highness Brandon was so aware of his brother that he could not refuse him now, so he proposed so many incredible conditions to force him to promise himself!

In order to break the boundary of the mountain fortress, for the survival of the empire, His Royal Highness is really betting on everything ...

"I came here to carry out His Highness Connold's will." Ernst said in the coldest and murderous tone:

"Sir Loren Turin, as the deputy commander of the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain, I declare you ... free."

"……what?"

Loren was almost flashed.

"It means you can leave now. No one will stop you when you go out of prison. Of course ..." Ernst narrowed his eyes: "If you want to leave the Fortress of Forbidden Mountains, no one will stop you either."

"Right now?"

"Right now."

"But I was only locked in this afternoon!" The black wizard's expression was incredible.

This is amazing!

"Then we can only hope that you have learned the lesson." Ernst frowned violently:

"Although I think it should be impossible, but ... forget, we will leave together if you are ready."

For a moment, Loren's eyes flashed a little playfulness--although I don't know why, but there is no doubt that someone or a group of people put pressure on His Royal Highness Crown Prince Connold.

"Wait." The black wizard's face was filled with a smug smile: "I can't leave now."

The squinting Ernst squint has seen the killing, the words are extremely slow:

"Sir Loren Turin, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, do you know what you are talking about?"

"The one in the cell next door." Loren stared at Ernst, and said without a flinch: "Do you know?"

He knew that the young man behind the wall was desperately raising his ears and listening.

"The leader of the Second Banner Regiment of the Fourth Legion, the illegitimate child of the Wiltz family, 6 Sien, a deserter." Ernst said in a deep voice: "Is there a problem?"

"Yes." Without any hesitation, Loren stood up and grabbed the fence of the cell, sparks flashing in the black pupil:

"Tell me Your Highness Connold, I will not leave here without pardoning him!" 74

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