"Really, when?!"

Isaac's eyes lit up on the table, and the eager question was really unbearable, and the black-haired wizard shrugged his shoulders: "Probably in three days, when the team is assembled in three days, we will leave the Broken Mountain Fortress with His Highness Brandon, and then go north." ”

"And ......" Isaac clenched his hands into fists, the grin on his lips almost stiffened, and he trembled with excitement.

"And then if everything goes well..."Seeing the little wizard next to him who had frowned and looked fierce, Loren smiled helplessly:

"We're going to find a path in the Valley of Blood, which will lead us to the gates of Nidhogg!"

"If you are my junior, I know that you will definitely keep your promise!"

The excited Isaac looked like he was even eager to rush straight to the summit of the spiral and shout long live - except that he would definitely not shout something like "Holy Cross bless me", and it was more likely that "I, Isaac, am a genius".

"And when we get to the gate of Nidhogg, can we leave a monument there or something?" Isaac said as if he remembered something, "It would be a pity if such an important occasion could not be preserved forever." ”

"Uh... It should be possible, right?" the corners of Loren's mouth twitched, he really didn't know how to take this sentence: "If it really goes so well, at least no one will object." ”

"Yay. Then can you communicate with His Highness Brandon, and the monument reads, 'Isaac Grantham, the greatest genius wizard and the pride of the occult, and a number of his friends and retinues and unrelated people, set foot here for the first time after hundreds of years of loss, may the light of ancient wisdom shine forever on mankind'?"

“...... Wouldn't it be too long?"

"Oh, it seems like a little. Isaac pouted: "Just delete everything after 'with his friends', the first part is the point." ”

“......”

"Isaac Grantham!"

His shoulders kept shaking, and finally the little wizard who couldn't bear it frowned and spoke: "Do you understand, this is not an expedition at all, and Loren and His Highness Brandon are not going north for Nidhogg, but to find traces of the monster invasion!"

"I know, but this is the only chance we can find Nidhogg!" Isaac's eyes lit up, and he simply blocked the word "danger":

"You've also seen about Nidhogg in the forbidden section of the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower, how could you not understand the meaning of this?!"

"If we can really find that place, we have a chance to uncover the truth about the destruction of the Dragon Kingdom, and we can follow in the footsteps of Logan, the First Wizard, and find the origin of wizards and magic, these ...... Aren't you the slightest bit excited?!"

"Of course I want to see it with my own eyes, but ......" Ain hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head: "It's not right to do this. ”

"Wherever the legendary Nidhogg is, the fact that no wizard has been able to rediscover it for hundreds of years proves that it is extremely difficult and dangerous to get to this place;"

"If it were just the three of us, maybe we could, but this time we are on a mission, and if we really fail to find the invading enemy because of us, then we are the sinners of the Empire!"

What's more... Loren: He was already dangerous, and he couldn't be dragged into a more dangerous situation for any other reason.

The little wizard who secretly recited this sentence in his heart bit his lip and resolutely said his final decision: "In short, I am firmly against this action - because it is not right!"

"It's us, not you. ”

Isaac said suddenly.

"What?"

"I mean, the people who are leaving Broken Mountain for the north are me and Loren. Isaac looked at her calmly, "You will stay in the fortress of Broken Mountain, with the wounded guards of His Highness Brandon." ”

"It was something the two of us had agreed on from the beginning – it was my proposal, but Loren finally agreed. ”

The incredulous little wizard looked back at the black-haired wizard and received an affirmative answer.

"Why?" "Didn't we say that we must fight together no matter what we face......?"

"It's because of ......"

"Loren, please let me explain this time?" Sighing, Isaac interrupted him, staring at the black-haired wizard with burning eyes:

"This is my idea, and it must be made clear by me, otherwise I am worried that I may not be able to sleep well in the future because of this incident!"

After a moment of silence, Loren bowed slightly and left the room with a slightly apologetic look.

........................................................................

"You have a group of friends who care about you. ”

As soon as he walked out of the door, a smiling voice stopped the black-haired wizard's footsteps, and His Royal Highness the Prince, who was holding his shoulders, stood outside the door, and his sly red eyes looked at his wizard advisor, and sincerely admired:

"You know, on the night you were captured, it took me a lot of effort to convince them to calm down and promise to rescue you, so they didn't rush straight into the dungeon of the Broken Mountain Fortress!"

"For your sake, they may not even take me, His Royal Highness, seriously...... What a friendship that touches me to tears!"

Loren looked at him deeply, and Brandon's face still had that sunny and harmless smile, but he had inadvertently revealed a very important "intelligence".

"Did you hear it all?"

"Of course, but that's to be expected. Shrugging his shoulders, His Royal Highness the Prince held his chest out with his hands behind his back, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more playful:

"Otherwise, why would you have to risk your life to save the illegitimate son of the Wirtz family?"

"Like I know, how did you fool the beloved Emperor Conrad so that he had to release both of you. ”

The smile on Brandon's face faded, and his tone grew serious and cold, with a piercing coldness.

The black-haired wizard's expression did not change in the slightest - after being together for such a long time, he had long been familiar with the "routine" of His Royal Highness the Prince.

Not much else, if he was really going to kill himself, it would definitely not be this expression.

But with the warmest smile, with the softest voice, and with a helpless tone, and then ......

Use the dragon flame of Milasis to crush yourself to ashes!

That's what Brandon de Salion means.

"Hey... With this expression of mine, can you please cooperate with the fear and pretend to be okay?"

Really...... Before even a minute arrived, Brandon couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth, and his cold expression instantly "collapsed": "It seems that Brother Conod's set really can't be learned... It's weird, when we both look the same, why is no one afraid of me?"

Looking at His Royal Highness the Prince's helpless expression, Loren really wanted to complain, "Then your character will collapse", but now this situation is obviously very inappropriate, so he couldn't help but not speak.

Spreading his hands, the "very dissatisfied" Brandon scratched his head and walked to the railing of the corridor, looking at the snow-capped Boundary Mountain Fortress in the north wind, and the Iron Crown banner that hunted in the mist was reflected in his pupils:

"All in all, we've at least disrupted the rhythm of Brother Conod and taken control of the search party, and while I hate those Church Knights too, they're really good, and they can avoid the doglegs who are loyal to Brother - these fanatics will only be loyal to Holy Cross!"

"But... This is not enough. ”

Loren, who frowned slightly, also nodded silently.

Conod will never swallow his anger, he has other backs.

"Even now, I believe that my beloved brother must have been thinking about the empire all the time—or rather, he has brought himself into the position of my father. Brandon stared at the flag in the distance and raised his eyebrows flirtatiously:

"But just as I can never have the same style as him; He will never trust anyone!"