Chapter 56: The Guest Comes to the Door (Part II)
"We meet again, Loren. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
The handsome young man smiled and sat on the floor with his legs together without hesitation, his hands on his knees. Raising his head and looking up at Loren, his clear eyes shining like jewels in the darkness.
Looking at the dilapidated hut that was still pitch black, the serpentine rune on his right wrist was still burning, but it didn't hurt as much as it had at the beginning, as if it had come to life.
"Oh...... Allow me to apologize in advance. The young man who noticed Loren's expression stood up and patted the dust on his buttocks, and then showed a helpless smile with his hands behind his back: "It's really a last resort to appear in front of you like this, and I hope to get your forgiveness." β
"I was going to wait until your next meditation session to give you a 'surprise'. But it's a bit too late to wait. Asrael explained, "I'm very sorry that I had to make this decision. β
After speaking, he bowed to Loren like a good child, and his attitude couldn't be more sincere.
But I don't know why, the more the boy is like this, the more Loren feels extremely disgusted, as if he can feel the malicious mockery and arrogance in the other party's heart.
However, since Asrael will be here, it proves that he is indeed watching himself at all times. The serpentine rune on his body is a shackle. No matter where he fled, he could catch himself with this.
"I don't think even if I don't forgive you, it doesn't seem to change anything. With a somewhat self-deprecating smile, Loren asked, "Let's be blunt, what do you want me to do?"
"Why are you always so rude?" the young man tilted his head and sighed in confusion, "It's clear that Asrael is already very friendly, but we are friends." β
"Probably because this friendship was unequal from the beginning. Loren said pointedly, "Maybe I should put it another way - dear Asriel, you give me the feeling that you are too dangerous." β
"Oh...... I see. Asriel nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Loren with a smile: "If this is the problem, then don't worry, it will no longer be a problem soon." β
"Until then, let's get down to business. Loren, who saw that the other party wanted to interrupt, frowned.
"Tut-tut...... I'm really always in such a hurry. Asrael, squinting, put his index finger under his lips and shook it: "I think you remember the fact that you owe me a favor?"
"Of course I do. Loren sneered and raised the wrist of his right hand: "You remind you all the time every day." β
"There's no way around it. Asriel flattened his mouth, "If everyone were as good as Loren, I wouldn't have to think so much." β
"In the deepest part of the Wimpal Academy, there is something very precious hiddenβnot scarce, not expensive, but if it were to see the light of day, it would bring disaster to the Academy, and it would be dangerous to fall into the wrong hands, not gold and silver, not treasures, the path of discovery is full of dangers, and it is very difficult to possess it!"
Asriel's expression was solemn, and his two little hands gestured back and forth in mid-air, incarnating as the storyteller at the beginning of all the legends - alas, the young tooth version.
Loren smiled, as if listening to a play.
Blow, then blow, this vulgar routine is not good, and only when you believe in it can you have a ghost.
"I'm not!" Asrael, who was still elated just now, was suddenly unhappy, and stared at Loren childishly: "As my friend, how can you not believe me so much?!"
"Maybe it's because nine out of ten novels have similar beginnings?" Loren shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "If you want me to help, at least please show some sincerity." β
"Well, I was going to add a little more legend. The young man was so disappointed that even his pale blonde hair drooped: "Actually, you already know, not long ago. β
Loren pondered for a moment, his dark pupils and Asriel staring at each other, "You mean, what you want ......"
"That's what Mr. Kahlan wants. The boy nodded happily and smiled with his hands behind his back: "I hope you can get that in front of him, get that kind of thing in your hands." β
"If you're so sure, that means you know what it is?"
"Of course, but ......," Asriel smiled a little mischievously, "I hope you can find it for yourself." β
Loren pondered for a moment, and a flash of realization flashed in his eyes: "I understand. β
It doesn't matter what it is, it's better to know it.
Neither Peter nor Dalton would tell them where it was hidden. And if you ask yourself, it will arouse their vigilance, and if you do, there is even more hope.
Something else had to be found, at least not by them.
But before that, I have another thing to confirm: "After paying back this favor, I shouldn't owe you anything, right?"
"We're friends, what do we owe before?" the boy asked, "Of course, I'll wipe something off your wrist when the time comes, so don't worry about that." β
"I hope you keep your promises. Loren said coldly: "Instead of continuing to use a certain 'favor' to blackmail your friends. β
Regardless of the outcome, once you get something like that, you will definitely not be able to stay at Wimpal Academy. No matter how much Peter could tolerate himself, he could not have accepted this level of betrayal.
And Dalton Candle ...... He's probably going to kill himself at all costs, and I'm afraid he'll have to think about how to escape the dukedom and hide farther away for a while.
"Please don't say that, as a friend, I will always give you something in return. In the dark room, Asrael's voice grew softer, and his flickering pupils radiated a seductive glow: "Knowledge, wealth, glory...... Everything in the world is at your fingertips, whether spiritual or material, only your imagination limits you. β
With a seductive tone, Asriel's figure gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared completely. Loren raised his wrist, and the "burning" serpentine rune was gradually returning to normal, no longer painful.
With a long sigh of relief, Loren, who no longer had any hesitation, turned around and ran towards the Wimpal Academy. The grinding of the past few months has also improved his physical fitness a lot.
At this moment, the sky was bright, and even the moon was still hanging in the sky. The little wizard yawned and wore a robe and came out of the room, his face still wearing the somewhat large pair of glasses.
Anyway, I'm a little short-sighted, so it's more convenient to wear glasses, and I don't have to go to the lab every time to get them. That's what Ain said to himself.
It's not because he was praised by Loren that it looks prettier or something, that guy just wants to make fun of himself!
Because it was still early, the little wizard in a happy mood hummed a song and jumped towards the laboratory. As he was about to descend the stairs, there was a rush of footsteps from the bottom of the tower. The stunned Ain only paused for a moment before he saw a figure rushing in front of him!
"Loren?!"
"Good morning, is there still time to have breakfast?" Loren, who turned to stop, didn't forget to tease a few words, with the same smile on his face: "It would be even better if our Ain made it himself!"
"You ......" The little wizard who was just about to "fight back" immediately noticed the blood stains on Loren's clothes, and his expression immediately became nervous: "Are you okay - is something wrong?!"
"Uh...... Now that you want to explain it, it might be a bit of a hassle. After hesitating for a moment, Loren decided that it would be better not to say it yet: "Is Mentor Dalton here, I have something very urgent right now!"
"Mentor Dalton, he seems to have gone to see Dean Peter......"
"That's just right, and it saves me one more trip!" directly interrupted the little wizard's words, and Loren, who couldn't stop, immediately rushed down the stairs and ran wildly in the direction of the main castle of the academy. By the time Ain reacted, there was no figure in front of him.
"Wait for me!"