"I can't believe you let me go?"

Gritting his teeth, Artto Bellini got up from his chair and looked at the Bishop of Farnesis, who was still sitting there unresponsive: "Have you forgotten how much humiliation this bastard has brought us?!"

Fanecis, who looked indifferent, raised his glass, his eyebrows trembling slightly, as if he was somewhat annoyed by Aalto's disrespectful words.

Forget it, I still need this blasphemous wizard...... At least for now.

"Trust me, Your Excellency Aalto Bellini. I hate this cunning wizard far more than you do - you've only just seen what he's capable of, I've fought him several times, and if you want to defeat him, you'll always have to watch out for him, especially if you feel like there's a chance to take him down. ”

"Yes, I think you're simply scared!" Aalto expressed his displeasure and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, "You must not forget our agreement, Bishop Fanensis?!"

"I'll let him go, neither because I don't want to keep the promise, nor because I'm scared. Fanesis's gaze grew colder: "On the contrary, I am here to protect our alliance. ”

"The mercenaries you sent to assassinate Isaac Grantham and the Assassins failed—the Corona family and the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower learned the news in advance, and set up an ambush at the South City Gate, and all the mercenaries were killed on the spot, and the few Assassins who protected Isaac were also imprisoned by the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower.

And Isaac Grantham was directly protected by Birdlaire, the dogleg of the Corona family—and now he is probably already in the Corona family's mansion, right?

At this point, your plan has not only failed completely, but has also nearly revealed your identity, and has succeeded in arousing strong hostility from the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower - all in all, if it weren't for the trust in you, I'd start to wonder what you're trying to do!"

After speaking, Fanesis did not forget to tease Aalto coldly with a somewhat "mocking" tone.

This damn bastard, how dare he accuse me?!

Aalto's expression twisted suddenly, almost subconsciously wanting to throw the glass at the mocking face - fortunately, the moment he grabbed the glass, he still controlled himself.

At this point in the plan, it's impossible to turn back.

The Corona family will be aware of the connection between the Holy Blood Potion and Isaac at any time, as well as the fact that they have embezzled the results of his research, and the consequences of revealing it will be unimaginable!

Not only the Bellini family, but more importantly, they will be ruined, which is absolutely unacceptable!

Damn, I kept this unreasonable madman in the first place to see if I could get more out of him, and now I got myself in more trouble.

Once the truth is revealed, he will no longer be the genius and hope of the Bellini family, the family will immediately cut off the relationship with him, Verlo Bellini will no longer be respectful to himself, and those poor ghosts of the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower will spit on him one by one.

In the end, you will become a despised water dog living on the streets, struggling to survive in the dirty mud, moaning in pain until you die!

No, absolutely not! If you really become like that, you might as well die now!

Aalto, who was desperately trying to recover his heartbeat and calm himself, raised his head tremblingly, and looked at Fanecis with helpless and somewhat desperate eyes: "Then honorable bishop, what is your plan?"

Moved slightly, Farnesis took a deep breath and raised the corners of his mouth unhurriedly.

No matter how smart he is, he is really just a child - he just scared two sentences, and he actually surrendered directly.

"Quite simply, it's a win-win plan. Fanesis's tone was calm, even a little kind: "Three days later, you will officially announce that you will donate the Holy Blood Potion to the Holy Cross Church free of charge. ”

"What did you say?!"

Aalto was shocked, the Holy Blood Elixir was his only capital, and now the other party actually wanted to donate it for free: "This is different from what we said at the beginning!"

"Because the current situation is different from what was planned – because of the failure of some people, we have to change our strategy. ”

Fanesis said lightly: "Only by donating it, the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower will not dare to raise any doubts, because that is equivalent to questioning the church, and at the same time, you can keep the title of 'potion inventor', instead of becoming a joke that will be debunked at any time!"

"But, but that's my ......" Aalto's expression broke down a little, and his breathing became more and more rapid: "That's the only thing I have!"

"Not anymore. ”

A strange smile appeared on Fanesis' face, and he got up from his chair and stared at the genius alchemist in front of him very mysteriously:

"Tell me, Lord Aalto Bellini, do you want to become the head of the Bellini family now?"

.................. "Brandon, Brandon Sully, a ...... Uh, the youngest son of an imperial nobleman, a part-time adventurer, is now on his way. ”

Outside the Eagle Hunt Castle in the Duchy of Lothair, the little wizard and the elf who were about to go to Ebotden finally met the two "companions" that Count Leven called them.

Or rather, these two people are waiting for them here?

The person who spoke was an aristocratic young man, with a heroic face under his short fiery red hair, and a pair of eyes that were also like flames, but there was still a bit of delicacy between his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth seemed to never be lowered.

Although he claims to be an adventurer, to Ain, he is more like a boy who travels and has nothing to do.

"And then there's this one, and Mademoiselle Fitronay, who is with her. The aristocratic young man introduced the girl beside him enthusiastically: "We have been brought from the Prince of Sackland, and we are very happy to meet the two of us!"

Dressed in a crisp smock and delicate leather armor, and a knight's sword hanging from her waist—this "Fetronay" lady was dressed more like an adventurer than a noble boy.

But it's much more indifferent in comparison. After the introduction of the aristocratic boy, Miss Fitronay, dressed as if she were a knight, only bowed slightly, and her expressionless face looked like a delicate doll.

Why did the two young nobles of the Sakran princely realm come to Lothair and be friends with the heir of the Duchy of Lothair?

Before leaving, Ruben Fried did not explain their identities, but vaguely told Ain that she could go to Ebolden with them, which made her a little puzzled.

Then again, I was just traveling with them, and I didn't have to find out the details of each other—since we were friends with the Earl, I couldn't be a bad guy after all, right?

"Ain Rand, and Miss Leah. After some pleasantries, the little wizard smiled and took the initiative to stretch out his left hand: "It is also our honor to be able to travel with the two of you. ”

"Oh, you're so polite!" As he spoke, the overly enthusiastic aristocratic young man directly shook Ain's hand, and didn't forget to look at the "doll" lady behind him: "What do you think I'm talking about? Since we're friends of Ruben Fried, we don't have to worry about anything at all, we're all kind and good people!"

The little wizard who was holding his hand couldn't stand the enthusiasm of this aristocratic young man, but he could only squeeze out a smile awkwardly and nodded in accord.

The girl named Fitlonai did not respond at all, and her cold red pupils shifted slightly, causing the female elf standing behind the little wizard with a hood to look up vigilantly, and the two looked at each other.

"You're not human. Fitlonay suddenly spoke slowly, and a cold and lonely voice seemed to come from the deep valley: "You are an elf. ”

The war dancer clenched his spear suddenly, narrowing his eyes slightly, "What do you want?"

"I've heard of you that it is said that elven war dancers can hunt an ogre alone. The doll-like girl's eyes did not blink, and her left hand rested on the hilt of the sword: "Is it true?"

"I once hunted five on my own. Liya suddenly laughed, "Want to try it?"

"It's an honor. Fitlonay bowed slightly: "But not today." ”

Well?

The female elf, who had just risen a trace of war intent in her heart, looked at the doll girl with a surprised expression like cold water poured on her head.

"Uh...... All in all, we got to know each other. The aristocratic young man, who felt the embarrassment of the atmosphere, coughed twice, and hurriedly stood in the center of the two girls to play a round: "I believe that after we are really familiar, we will definitely get along very happily......

...... Right?"