Shaman from Afar

A moment of silence and dim light cast a shadow on the face of the dark-haired wizard.

"I actually know a little bit about the Round Table Council and ... Charlotte." The little wizard whispered, trying to say what he didn't dare to say:

"You have been worrying about these things lately, are you, Loren?"

The dark-haired wizard didn't look up, but he could indeed feel Ayn's eyes on him.

He really did n’t want to let a small wizard touch these, but he knew it was impossible ... simple, naive, but Ain was not a fool, nor a nerd or Isaac who knew nothing about the outside world. Grantham.

Even Isaac didn't understand it, but he was too lazy to ignore it ... Without him "persuading" Lena de Salleon, he would really have no place to bury himself in the battle of the imperial trial.

Even if she really wanted to know nothing about these, and she concealed everything from her as much as possible, staying in the laboratory of the Wizarding Association, Ain would still know these things sooner or later, which is impossible to prevent.

But ... Is it really necessary to talk to her about this? Is she really going to let her dreams go down with her because of these "things"?

Interests, disputes, politics, contradictions ... Money and blood, Ain Rand had escaped from all this, and fled from the Deep Limburg to Wimpal College, and he really wanted to drag her into this circle again go with?

But then again, the self that she had been hiding from her was not evading these problems.

The long silence seemed to last for a century, and the little wizard was still motionless, staring at the face of the dark-haired wizard.

Loren finally raised his head and looked at Ayn calmly.

"Yes, that's what happened." Loren said softly: "And I haven't made up my mind yet, or ... make a final decision."

The little wizard was slightly startled, and didn't seem to expect the big villain to tell the truth; but he only asked faintly, "Is it because of Charlotte?"

The dark-haired wizard nodded slightly.

"Originally, this matter was very simple. Even I gave her a more complete plan and reached a more appropriate agreement to deal with the Earl of Byrne and the messenger of the Sky Dome. Our Lord Earl has also agreed."

"But ... someone put forward a point that made me hesitate." Loren sighed: "And this question is something I have never considered before."

"This person told me that he had attended the coronation ceremony of the Duke of Yuli Wiltz-the brother of Lussien-and saw a child who was just ten years old and was put on the crown of the Duke and put on Cloak that wraps him tightly. "

"This person told me that at that moment, with an indifferent look, Yuli Wiltz was not a ten-year-old boy, but a genuine duke."

"That burden, responsibility and everything to be shouldered should never belong to a child who is only ten years old!"

The little wizard held his cheeks and listened quietly.

"If everything goes according to plan, Charlotte ... she has to shoulder more burdens and pressures than Yuli Wiltz, and the accountability of the Sky Dome and the complaints of the noble Baien will make her unbearable every night. , Falling asleep. "

Loren said lightly, turning his eyes silently to Ain in front of him: "So I was thinking, what is the reason I did all this? Is it helping me while helping her, or ... … "

"... push her into **** because of selfishness?"

The little wizard who raised the corner of his mouth said nothing, but his blue eyes never left him.

"You said" this man "... it should be a man, maybe a count of Byrne, right?"

"How do you know?" Loren stunned:

"I don't seem to say who it is ?!"

"Otherwise, who can make our great Lorren Turin villain into such a guy?" Ai Yin couldn't help but laughed, and then sighed again:

"This kind of grotesque thought can only be imagined by people like you."

"We ... this kind of person?"

The black-haired wizard frowned, even though he didn't think he was the same kind of person as Ayton Glenwell.

"That's right, you guys ..." Ying Zi sternly leaned in her waist, and Ain, who stood up from the sofa, looked down at Lorren with a blank face.

"A guy who always thinks about others, but has never considered the other person's feelings-do you think other people are like pets, a group of people who can only wait for your rescue ?!"

Loren instinctively hid back, looking up at the little wizard who had suddenly risen in front of him. He was so shocked that he couldn't even say a word.

"You will blame yourself for what you have done, but do you really know how those people have been helped by you, how do they feel? Or ... do you really put them on the same level as you ? "

"Even if they are people you call" friends ", do you really understand them?"

Looking up, Ain stared at Loren violently: "If you really want to 'save' her ... you should ask Charlotte in person and ask her what she wants."

"Instead of confessing yourself here, try to figure out how to protect her on your own!"

The dark-haired wizard was speechless.

Myself ... Is actually a kind of person with Ayton Glenwell?

Wishful thinking, self-righteousness, never taking into account the feelings of others ... is it?

The little wizard with blinking eyes stared at him, and there was still a trace of water in his blue eyes; he hung his head and motionlessly stared at the dark-haired wizard in front of him. She has been protecting her dark-haired wizard.

Loren couldn't say a word, raised his head staring blankly, and he suddenly felt a little afraid to look into those eyes.

"If, I mean if ..."

The bitter opening, the dark-haired wizard's vomiting opening: "If I really hurt Charlotte ... not to save her, but to pure benefit, better to myself, you ..."

What would you do?

The words were stuck in his throat, and Loren could not speak.

Looking at the eyes that seemed to be examining his heart, he just wanted to turn his head away.

"Do you still have to ask?"

The little wizard didn't even hesitate, he didn't look sideways, nor did he dodge; the sapphire-like eyes and Loren looked at each other:

"You certainly won't do that, because I believe in you;"

"But if you did that ... I will still believe you."

There was another brief silence.

"……I understand."

The bitter opening, the dark-haired wizard nodded very hard.

"Don't forget what you promised me, Loren." The little wizard spoke calmly and put his hands behind his back: "No matter where you are, you can't be alone; you have to face it no matter what you face, Fighting side by side, you are not allowed to lie to me again, but you said it yourself. "

"I know." Loren whispered and nodded.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

At this moment, a crisp knock on the door suddenly came ... The most special thing is that the person outside the door actually knocked three times.

The two of them looked sideways at the same time, looking in the direction of the sound; they saw the closed door was quietly opened a gap ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Cautiously, Lucien stretched his head in half, nervous She glanced inwardly ...

The little wizard turned red, looked at Loren and turned away, and hurriedly sat aside.

With a sigh, Loren couldn't help rolling his eyes and went straight to open the door of the room, welcoming the grey pupil.

However, before waiting to sit down, Lucien, with a serious expression, handed the letter in front of the black-haired wizard: "Here is the little Yodeite sent directly to the Red Blood Castle palace. People found. "

"The person who sent the letter asked me to convey to you that you have arranged the matter to be investigated by the United Chamber of Commerce ... already in sight."

Lucien's words caused Loren to raise his eyebrows and couldn't wait to open the envelope.

"What's wrong, Loren?"

The keen little wizard realized the difference between the two, and his blue eyes flashed with confusion:

"What does the letter say?"