"Dear Loren, what do you think?"

In the pure white spirit hall, the young man sitting cross-legged on the ground with his cheeks on his cheeks turned depressed and flattened his mouth, looking at the busy back of the black-haired wizard, and his scarlet eyes flashed with some strange luster.

"Seriously, putting everything else aside, don't you think what that scheming middle-aged man said makes a lot of sense—wouldn't it be nice that you don't have to bet all your bets on a prince and do what you do best in the safest place?"

"What's more, you've just found the ruins of a dragon kingdom... Since even Nidhogg survived, it means that there are many undiscovered corners of the glacial wasteland—buried heritage, weapons from antiquity, unheard of knowledge......"

"Lemantes, the other gods... Their power has been weakened for hundreds of years, and even if they find you, they can't do anything to you...... Not to mention the lovely Asrael, Miss Imposter, and loyal friends, and countless adventures await you!"

"What is it that makes you want to leave all this and go to the Sakran Empire in the south......?"

"Could it be said that it surpasses the Holy Grail of the Nine-Pointed Star... The 'valve' used by the Dragon Kingdom to create the Holy Cross is not in the Glacial Wastes, but in the Sakrand Empire in the south?"

The black-haired wizard who hooked the corners of his mouth turned his cheek slightly, and glanced at Asrael, who had a frozen expression behind him: "I said..."'Honey' Asrael, this is what you want to know, right?"

"How can you be so suspicious of the lovely Asrael, I'm thinking about you!"

In an instant, those scarlet eyes were as innocent as two brilliant rubies, and the young man with teary eyes as if he had been wronged looked aggrieved, and his expression was as sad as he was.

Of course, for today's black-haired wizards, he doesn't even bother to roll his eyes.

The reason why he didn't stay in Boundary Mountain Fortress was because he didn't have the need to betray Brandon now - after this turmoil in the north, Brandon de Salion's status and prestige in the empire have not completely changed, but there will definitely be many different voices.

Status, strength, power, wealth...... Ernst was right, staying by Brandon's side would definitely be part of the struggle for power, but it was also the easiest and fastest way to usurp power.

Even for the sake of the people around him, he can't give up - whether it is Isaac who has obtained the "last knowledge" of the Dragon Kingdom, or Ain, who is advancing on the road of alchemy... Their research requires a lot of money and a lot of money that you can't get with it.

After returning to the Broken Mountain Fortress, Loren had already learned about her and Conrad from the little wizard...... Although there is only this possibility, when the other party woos himself, he may not have the intention of wooing Ain.

As long as anyone can understand them a little, it is not difficult to find the great value they contain.

Even if it is just to prevent them from being used by others, especially Corona and Conrad or even people like Aalto Bellini, he must not stop.

"Well... Since this was Loren's decision, poor Asrael had no choice but to agree. The blonde boy had a helpless expression, his right hand was holding his pale and bloodless cheek, and a light smile slipped across the corners of his mouth:

"No way, who made Loren Asriel's best friend?"

"But then again... What are you doing?"

Scarlet eyes blinked in confusion as they watched the countless parchment scrolls spread out beside the dark-haired wizard sitting there, arranged in an eerie spiral shape beside him.

It's not so much a scroll as it is the "concretization" of Loren's own memories - with the help of Asriel's power, the black-haired wizard's own spiritual temple has become closer and closer to the "dream world", and he can quickly read the memories in his mind by "turning the book".

"It's simple, just like before. Throwing a scroll aside, the black-haired wizard replied without looking back:

"I'm going to create a high-level spell of my own. ”

"I still don't understand the point of doing that. The blonde boy shook his head, his expression extremely confused, "Don't you already have a powerful spell like 'Turin Fire'?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Loren sighed softly: "That's right... As the most direct means of attack, the 'Turin Fire' or even the 'Force Impact' are sufficient, and very practical. ”

"However, this is only for 'ordinary' enemies - they can be easily defeated in the presence of evil gods or even evil god apostles; Enemies with Mithril weapons can do the same. ”

"Powerful and straightforward means are the advantages of this spell, and the ease of cracking and dodging is the disadvantage of this spell. ”

The black-haired wizard with a calm face was thoughtful, and said indifferently: "I hate to face unexpected things very much, so since I will definitely encounter this kind of enemy in the future, then there must be hole cards that can limit them." ”

Asrael blinked, tilted his head, "So ......"

"I found myself confined to 'something' in my previous mind... The ultimate principle of the spell is to rely on the power of the void to deceive the material world, so why must it be manifested in the most direct way?"

Loren, who turned around, made Asriel startled for a moment, and a very sly smile appeared on his face:

"Think about it, since you can create earth walls, air waves, flames, and explosions out of nothing......"

"So think about refracting light, flipping perception, creating illusions... It should be possible to do it. ”

"And so on, you can even distort the laws within a certain range, so that the earth can melt, the shadows become solid, and the water can burn......"

"Or even set a whole new law... Just like the game, guess the box, the wooden man, blackjack...... It's not impossible, right?"

Not perceiving Asrael's expression, Loren calmly spoke, "With such a distorted law, I can have an advantage if I am fully aware of the rules... Even if the other party can force a breakthrough, I will no longer be cornered like last time, and I can only flee for my life in a hurry......"

"Of course, this is just a very mature idea, and I can't do it on my own - Isaac has already mentioned it to Isaac, and he's very interested...... So I want to ask you too, is it... Huh, Asrael?"

Raising his eyebrows, Loren looked at the boy who suddenly froze: "What's wrong?"

"Hey... Uh, ahhh

As if he had suddenly woken up, Asriel shook his little hand desperately, with a flattering smile on his face: "As long as it can help Loren, Asriel will definitely not shirk anything." ”

"Really?" Loren looked incredulous.

"Really!" the boy nodded violently, as if he were afraid he would be suspicious.

Something is wrong, very wrong......

Even if Asriel was surprised in the past, he would never have shown such an obvious gaffe... Even Ariel's expression was more like a pretending expression than it was now.

Other words... He had just suddenly remembered a memory that stood so deep in him that he became like this?

Don't......

The dark-haired wizard who fell silent deliberately pretended not to notice the other party's abnormality, preparing to cover up the incident and continue to look for knowledge from his own memories.

And the blonde boy, who knew his gaffe, didn't say anything to be bored with himself, and continued to look at the black-haired wizard as he had just done, with a sly smile still on the corner of his mouth.

It's like... has seen through Loren's "careful thinking", and is deliberately unwilling to say it.

"What time is it?"

"Hmm... It seems like midnight, right?" said Asrael, shrugging his shoulders.

"I'm not asking about the sky. Loren didn't raise his head, and said indifferently.

The blonde boy pouted, "If you start with the Valley of Blood... It's probably the end of the month. ”

"Yes, is it the end of the month?" said Loren to himself.

"Winter is almost over. ”