Chapter 49: The Indescribable I
Midnight, on the top floor of the casino.
Perhaps because of the bribe, the old dealer's room for the black-haired wizard was quite comfortable - the whole room was actually round, and a quarter of the wall was extravagant floor-to-ceiling windows, which could take in half of the imperial capital.
The canvas-covered walls are surrounded by a circle of delicate wall candles, the faint scent of incense in the dim light, and the soft and comfortable carpet is covered with various flower petals.
It's early spring, and most of the flowers aren't in season yet... Being able to get so many flowers to sprinkle on the ground is no longer something that can be described as "luxury".
Under the crystal chandelier in the center of the room, there is a large crimson bed, and it is also round, and there is a small wine rack on each side, and dried fruit snacks are also very intimately prepared.
"Ahh β
That was Loren's first reaction when he walked into the room.
Candlelight, wine, flowers, and ...... A large round crimson bed.
It took a minute for the black-haired wizard to react... Although it is not entirely certain, the old dealer definitely misunderstood something when arranging the room.
Belch... Is it a bit late to ask for another room now?
"Why are you still stunned?" Lena de Salion, with a numb expression, glanced at him, she was already sitting on the bed and opened a bottle of punch by the way:
"I'm okay with that, but... Are you going to stand at the door for a night?"
With a long sigh, the black-haired wizard rolled his eyes and closed the door and walked into the room, walked over to the wine rack and poured himself a full glass of wineβalthough it was really not a good time to drink at midnight, he still couldn't stand the fruity drink of punch.
"What are you going to do next?" the girl asked suddenly.
"Huh?" Loren hadn't reacted yet.
"Do you really not understand, or are you pretending to be stupid there?"
As if he should have a question, the "black-rimmed glasses" gave him a blank look: "You went to great lengths to induce Clermont first, and then defeated Little Yod in the 'big gamble', is it just to win these three hundred million silver coins?"
"Can't you?" the black-haired wizard smiled very "sincerely", and walked over to clink glasses with the girl gently: "Three hundred million... I believe that the vast majority of people in this world will not hesitate to send them to hell for this money!"
"Here, celebrate our great victory, cheers!"
Hearing this obviously coping answer, the girl suddenly showed a very subtle expression:
"Loren Turin... I'm here to help you if you're going to keep this, but don't count on anything else. β
"Huh?"
Loren, who was holding the wine glass, was stunned and froze in place.
"What do you really mean... It's not for Isaac's sins, it's for me, right?"
The smile faded from his face, and the black-haired wizard stood silent, holding the untouched liquor in his hand.
Bright red as blood.
"You... How much do you know?"
"All. The girl's expression was numb, and the corners of her mouth hooked very subtly: "Or say... What can you hide from me?"
Loren, who was a little unsure, hesitated... Indeed, the other party is a person with extraordinary talent not inferior to Isaac, and it is not a problem for this kind of genius to see through people's hearts as long as they are willing.
It is precisely because the human heart is too simple and boring compared to the truth of the world that they are too lazy to pay attention to it.
"Although I don't want to be too snobbish either, ......" Loren's expression finally became solemn, holding the cup in his right hand and his left hand behind his back:
"Now that the debt of two million has been paid off, please tell me... What's your reply!"
Lena de Salion straightened her waist, her delicate soft lids pressed against her chest, and her red eyes met the black-haired wizard's eyes: "Although I was prepared when I came, I still... A little nervous. β
Loren narrowed his eyes and bowed slightly: "I'm sorry. β
Even members of the royal family will inevitably be reprisalized if they testify in court...... Although the mouth is a little poisonous, the other party is just a weak girl after all, and it is indeed very excessive to do this by herself.
But now there is no choice... On the road to victory, sacrifice is always necessary.
"A wizard advisor of the royal family would also care about a little girl's opinion?" the girl asked sarcastically.
"If I did something sorry for her, it would. β
"Sounds like a pretty good man. β
"I know you're hurting me, but... Just take it as a compliment. β
"Hehe......" Lena de Salion smiled suddenly, and drank the syrup from the glass, and her thin pale cheeks flushed:
"Come on, I'm ready!"
"Huh?" The black-haired wizard was stunned again: "You... What's ready?"
"What are you afraid of there?" The suddenly excited girl tilted her head and glanced at Loren very dissatisfied: "Do you still want me to do it myself... You're the passive type?"
"Smackββ!
The wine glass shattered to pieces on the ground, and Loren, who was stunned in place, was still unaware.
"If you want to take advantage of it, you have to pretend to be pitiful, men are really hypocritical animals......" The girl's Rou Yi climbed onto the collar of the black-haired wizard, and her fingers were already pressing the button under his neck:
"Do you need me to show you how to untie this dress... Lord Viscount?"
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While the black-haired wizard remained rigid, Lena de Salion slowly got up, her hands on his shoulders, and their cheeks pressed closer and closer through a pair of black-rimmed glasses......
"Puff ββ!"
In the next second, the girl who was suddenly unconscious fell on the bed.
"Oops...... It's really dangerous, it's just a little bit close!"
A voice full of evil taste came from behind him, with a hint of schadenfreude... The black-haired wizard suddenly woke up, squinting his eyes and slowly looking back.
White blonde hair, handsome pale cheeks, a pair of scarlet eyes as red as blood, and a "maliciously" smile at the corner of the mouth...... Changing into a purple nightgown, Asrael leaned against the door with his shoulders crossed, a slight smile flashing in his eyes.
"You guy... It's intentional, right?"
"How can it be said that it is deliberate, people just don't want to interrupt Loren's good deeds... The beauty of the good day is not good. β
The innocent-looking young man spread his hands helplessly, but the smile on the corner of his mouth remained unchanged: "And if it is not until the last moment, how can you know that dear Loren... You're this type!"
"Oops, oops... To be honest, I used to worry about this, but now I'm finally relieved...... I really can't see it, although I've been deliberately pretending to be like I don't understand anything, but I'm actually quite handy!"
"Shut up. β
His brows twitched, and Loren barely squeezed out a smirk: "Although I don't understand what you're saying, I think there must be some misunderstanding......
"Misunderstanding? No, no, Asriel knew exactly what dear Loren was thinking. The young man smiled very slyly: "Don't worry... What's going on here, no one will know......"
"It has nothing to do with knowing that I don't know, and I think doing so will only make her hate me completely. The black-haired wizard frowned: "First of all, let's not talk about whether it is necessary or not, just take advantage of people's danger...... What kind of expression do you have. β
"Alas... Dear Loren, I don't know much about your past, but ......"
The young man suddenly stepped forward, and his little hand gently patted Loren's shoulder, and his scarlet eyes were full of pity:
"You've never had a girlfriend in your life, have you?"
"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you......"
The corners of Loren's mouth twitched.
"Bell ββ!"
There was a sudden sound, and the two of them, who were still joking with each other just now, looked behind the door at the same time!
Holding down the young man beside him, Loren walked to the door quietly...... Judging from the sound just now, it should be a weapon such as a crossbow arrow, but the other party only fired an arrow and then did not move.
Is it a bait?
Pushing open the door, a short blade was nailed to the center of the door, along with a sheepskin scroll... The moment he saw the blade, the black-haired wizard's pupils suddenly shrank, and there was a hint of clarity in his expression, and he carefully opened the scroll:
β...... They're coming to kill you, run away with your little lover, stupid!"
There was no signature or mark, but the corners of Loren's mouth unconsciously raised......