Edward pursed his lips and did not answer Loren's "question".

If Vera had asked him this question, he probably wouldn't have bothered to answer it, and if it had been Peter, he might have been testing his loyalty to the Night's Watch, but the dark-haired wizard in front of him ......

The night watchman subconsciously touched the hilt of his sword.

He wasn't worried that Loren would tell Peter or anyone else his answer, or use it as a blackmail or anything like that, what really made him nervous was what Loren called "what ifs......

Maybe it's not an "assumption", but he really has the intention of doing so.

Loren smiled at the struggling Night's Watch and didn't disturb his thoughts.

The two of them were silent for a long time, until the footsteps of the patrol approached not far away, and Edward, who was slightly startled, subconsciously turned around and came to his senses.

There was already cold sweat on his forehead.

"Sorry, but I can't answer that question right now. The night watchman once again regained his indifferent expression: "It's better to go back quickly, or I'm afraid I'll have to explain again when I encounter a patrol." ”

"Of course, I said that this is just a hypothesis, and you don't need to answer. Loren smiled meaningfully and patted Edward's shoulder: "But if you suddenly remember it one day, remember to tell me." When the time comes......

Let's think about this idea again, is it really possible******* Dehua didn't refute it, just nodded silently, and left the street with Loren from the alley. And his indifferent expression looked more and more like a deliberate disguise in the eyes of the black-haired wizard.

Before he spoke, Loren had a real idea of the three Night's Watch he knew—Peter Fasha, the child of a petty merchant and a certain talent for wizarding, and Vera was born on the docks, barely making ends meet until her father, a sailor on an ocean-going fleet, died.

But Edward was different from them - this gutter thug had been a beggar, a thief, a robber...... For a small piece of bread crumbs to get into the garbage heap, you can go to the stinky gutter to pick up bones and gnaw them!

From barely surviving to being a night watchman... God knows what he's been through, but this kind of person who starts from nothing and slowly climbs up by his own efforts can't really not have the slightest ambition!

This was not Loren's impromptu idea, but he had been making this plan when he began to contact these night watchmen - the assurances given by Corona were at most emboldened to make him more emboldened.

His goal is Rut Infinit, not the entire Night's Watch organization. If you are really ready to fight him, then of course you need to find an "ally" within the Night's Watch organization that you can definitely trust.

Not only to increase the probability of success, but also to ensure that future night watchmen do not continue to pose threats and hidden dangers to themselves.

For now, Edward is the best potential alliance of the Night's Watch he can find.

"The visiting mission, Lord Rutte Infinit, was among them. ”

Just as the two of them were about to walk to the gate of the wizard's tower, the indifferent Edward suddenly said without looking back, "Remember to be careful. ”

The "surprised" Loren glanced at him, then nodded solemnly.

Naturally, the night watchman didn't notice the subtle smile that flashed across Loren's mouth.

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"To put it simply, my good days are finally over! My dear father and my brother Emperor Conrad don't want to see me, the second son of the family, who has been in shape all day long, and are ready to call me back, and then quickly find a cage and lock me up!"

In Brandon de Salion's temporary residence, the "Silver Room" of the former Bellini family, His Royal Highness the Prince, who was lying on the floor with his legs crossed and had no image to speak of, was desperately complaining and pulling his throat.

In the face of such a childish royal highness, the eldest princess on the side turned a blind eye, holding her delicate and white jaw like marble in her right hand, admiring the murals on the wall of the silver hall.

"How about not writing a letter to your dear father, Your Majesty, saying that as long as you are here, I promise that I won't trouble them again?" Brandon suddenly sat up from the ground, raised his hands and looked at the girl in front of him as if flattering: "Anyway, as long as it is your request, my father will never refuse, Aunt Fitronay!"

"I think it's almost time for you to relent. ”

The eldest princess who turned around suddenly, the eyes in her eyes at that moment even made Loren on the side couldn't help but step forward, thinking that she was going to stab His Royal Highness the prince who was sitting on the ground with her legs spread with a sword.

"From Lothair to Eberten...... Brandon de Salion, haven't you had enough trouble, and your father and brother must miss you. ”

"No, it's not enough, never enough!" the laughing Brandon had little stars in his eyes, and after pleading to no avail, he put on a stalker-like stance:

"Please, I swear I can't? and...... Do you really think that His Majesty will like his disgraced son and often get his attention by his side in a way that causes trouble?"

"How do you still know that you are misbehaving?" Fitlonay's eyes flashed with helplessness: "Isn't it time to consider finding a new teacher for you?"

"Why, what other blind guy has proposed to my sister-in-law?" Brandon stood up and took a deep breath, not forgetting to pat his little chest: "Even if you report your name, I promise that this gentleman will be remembered for the rest of his life!"

Loren on the side froze in place, feeling as if he had just heard something "terrible".

"From the age of five until he reached adulthood, the royal brother found fourteen teachers for him, all of them in different identities - wizards of the wizarding academy, clecromancers of the church, new knights, adventurers who traveled far and wide, and scholars who read poetry and books......

Seeing the confusion in Loren's eyes, Fitlonay turned back and explained to him.

"And from the sixth place, these teachers have some common characteristics - young and promising, and they are also fanatical suitors of Sister-in-law Fitlonay!"

Brandon, who took the words, had a smile on his face that was brighter than the sun: "And then... They all ended badly. The most unlucky, I remember as if it was from the tower by my accident... The one who pushed it down?"

"And the one you lit with a fire starter and almost sent the trebuchet to the sky...... If it weren't for the captain of the guard, he stopped in time. ”

Slowly turning around, Fitronai said expressionlessly: "Do you now know what kind of goods your 'Royal Highness the Prince' you serve?"

Loren, who was standing still, couldn't speak at all, and could only smile awkwardly.

Really...... Unexpected, but expected.

It's not like what a prince should look like at all.

"I think Your Excellency Loren and I are very compatible!" As if to prove that he was not lying, Brandon stepped forward, patted the black-haired wizard on the shoulder, and smiled even more happily:

"Like gathers like things, so special people are always with special people!

Not good, he seems to have been classified into a strange category by His Royal Highness the Prince, Loren couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and he had to keep smiling on his stiff face.

Her Royal Highness the eldest princess didn't pay attention to it, and turned around and left with a cold snort, her arrogant posture as if she was distancing herself from these two "wonderfuls......

Only Brandon himself still laughs happily......

"So, Lord Loren Turin, you should have a rough idea of where I'm now, right?"

After Fitronay walked away, His Royal Highness the Prince, who pressed the black-haired wizard's shoulder, still maintained his sunny smile:

"The second prince of the thirteenth generation of de Salion, the disgraceful son of His Majesty Eckhart II, and the well-known troublemaker of the Empire......

A wretched creature who is always under surveillance everywhere he goes, and has no freedom to speak of!"

Loren was silent, and looked at the meaningful smile of His Royal Highness the Prince.

"Because you are the 'Dragon Rider' of the Imperial Dragon King Family?"

"No, it's 10,000 times worse than that. Brandon slowly lowered his head and shrugged his shoulders helplessly:

"And because I'm the only 'Dragon Rider' in my generation - how incredible that is to the others, there are as many reasons to spy on my every move!"