"This is the Summer Twilight Courtyard, the royal residence under the Golovin Hills—the temporary abode of your royal abode until the end of His Highness Brandon's audience. ”

Standing outside a delicate garden gate, the smiling Webb bowed slightly to Loren and his party:

"There are guards and servants in the courtyard, please feel free to mention if you need anything, and if you want to visit the imperial capital, please let us know in advance;"

"In addition, although this is a royal palace, it is often used to entertain foreign ministers and people waiting to be seen, and most of the nobles in the imperial capital are still very polite and welcoming, so you might as well chat with them. ”

Raising his head, the pious little priest and the black-haired wizard looked at each other: "I have completed my mission, and I will go to the cathedral to report to Archbishop Innocent immediately." ”

"My friend, may you have a smooth sailing journey... I will pray to the Holy Cross for you. ”

Maybe... Loren, who didn't say it, smiled: "Thank you, and I wish you all the best." ”

A hint of disbelief flashed across the little priest's face, but then he smiled and turned away, and it wasn't until he was seen far away that the smile on the black-haired wizard's face faded, and the rest of his gaze glanced at the Heavenly Dome Palace at the top of the hill.

What happens next depends on the outcome of Brandon's visit... Whether it's good or bad, it's not something I can interfere with now.

At least... Right now, it's still the case.

With anticipation or heavy hearts, the black-haired wizard and his party entered the gate of the Summer Twilight Garden, and after passing through a fountain and a garden of evergreen flowers, an elaborate three-story pavilion appeared before them.

Pushing the door down the red carpet at your feet, the hall faces the staircase to the second floor and the promenade on either side, the nine tulip crystal chandeliers hanging from the vault are colourful glazed floor tiles, and the walls are flanked by various marble carvings, which are decorated with paintings and gold and silver sconces on the walls.

And on the wall of the staircase directly facing the main gate hangs an incomparably large portrait.

It depicts a young woman in silver armor and a black skull, wearing a crown and holding a long sword, riding on the back of a red dragon, with her long fiery red hair scattered behind her.

Behind her was a land of ice and snow that burned with flames, and the monstrous dragons were still spewing dragon flames, and countless knights with spears could be seen on the ground, charging at countless monstrous monsters.

Red dragons, ice and snow land, and a female "dragon knight" wearing a crown...... The black-haired wizard involuntarily raised an eyebrow, he already knew who the person in the painting was.

"The tenth generation of Sackland, and the only woman to become the master of the Celestial Dome, Her Majesty Charlotte I, the 'Dragon Empress'. ”

With the sound of steady footsteps, a very kind voice slowly came from the other end of the hall, and the little wizard and Isaac behind them turned their heads curiously to look in the direction from which the voice came.

Just like the voice, this is a middle-aged man who looks quite kind, his brown hair is a little gray, but his dark green eyes are still bright;

A middle-aged man wearing a delicate purple robe with a beech wand in his left hand stood in front of the oil painting and looked at it carefully, and suddenly sighed softly:

"The subjects of the Empire can only remember the brave and skillful figure of the 'Dragon Empress' during the eighth monster invasion, but they never realize that this is also a young girl who loves music, wine, and poetry... The garden that used to be my favorite garden has also become a place for entertaining courtiers to settle down and rest. ”

"If she knew, I don't know how she would feel?"

"It should be... Happy, isn't it?" the little wizard who had been silent suddenly spoke.

"I've heard that happiness is defined by sharing, not possession. Loren immediately took Ain's words, turned his face to look at the middle-aged man who was a little surprised and uninvited, and said indifferently:

"I believe that if Her Majesty Charlotte I could see that her garden was not abandoned, but that more people could appreciate its beauty... I must have been very happy. ”

As the words fell, the black-haired wizard stole a glance at the small wizard behind him, and the spotted Ain's cheeks flushed slightly, and he turned his head away from the guy.

"In Lower Loren Turin, it is a pleasure to meet Your Excellency. Loren took the initiative to stretch out his right hand to the middle-aged man, with a formulaic smile on his face: "I don't know if I have the honor to make friends with you?"

"Gray Saar, a tutor at the Royal Wizarding Academy of Golovin. The middle-aged man introduced himself very enthusiastically, shook hands with the black-haired wizard, and looked at the group kindly:

"You are presumably here to meet His Majesty Eckhart II, right? It's a pity, you may be late, I heard that His Highness Brandon has just returned ...... today."

Before he could finish speaking, Gray Sal froze and grabbed the black-haired wizard's hand suddenly: "Wait! You—you said your name was Loren... Loren Turin, that wizarding advisor to His Highness Brandon?!"

"yes, yes, what's wrong?"

"No... It's nothing, it's just that I just came back from Ebotden half a month ago!" the middle-aged wizard suddenly became excited, trembling and twitching from head to toe:

"Excuse me! Uh, no disrespect for you. The other party suddenly laughed very embarrassedly, and then raised his head suddenly:

"Is that famous genius wizard with you?!"

The famous "genius" wizard... The black-haired wizard with a frozen expression turned his face sideways, and not only involuntarily moved behind him.

A gray-eyed young man with a blank face, a small wizard with a stunned expression, and... Edward, who didn't know where he had gone......

As for Isaac Grantham... Even his chin was up, and he had an expression of waiting for himself to introduce him, and he deliberately turned around and pretended to have nothing to do with him.

Something is not quite right......

Even if the other party is from the Ebolden Society, the chances of learning about Isaac should be slim - the only ones who really know him are Corona and Freswalk, the two wizarding tower veterans.

In that case, how did the other party know about Isaac's existence?

What went wrong... Loren's face did not change, and his mood at this moment was already solemn to the extreme.

It was Peter Fasa who betrayed himself......

It's Rut Infinit......

Or... The identity of the other party is not just like he said, just a tutor of the academy?

Come to think of it, this sudden meeting was indeed too coincidental, perhaps he had arranged it in advance, and he might have waited here for him......

"Excuse me... Is there anything you can do?" the black-haired wizard looked at the Gray Sal wizard and said word by word:

"If you can, I'd like to explain. ”

"Ahh What a faux pas!" the middle-aged wizard, who was frightened, laughed bitterly at himself again and again, and said apologetically:

"Actually, it's nothing, but after learning about this genius's research, I'm really emotional... To put it mercilessly, compared to such a high-level way of thinking, the vast majority of the apprentices in this academy are simply no different from potatoes with water in their heads!"

"Before I left Ebolden, I heard that he was accompanying His Highness Brandon de Salion with you to the Broken Mountain Fortress... That's why I lost my temper after knowing your identity, I'm so sorry!"

The more Gray Sal spoke, the more excited he became, the more excited he became: "So I really hope you can introduce him, I just hope to be able to ask him for advice... I really can't write a letter!"

Loren's face did not change, his heartstrings tightened, and the corners of his mouth were still twitching unnaturally...... He could already feel Isaac's gaze piercing through everything, passing behind him countless times.

"Uh, don't know what you're looking for......"

"Excuse me!"

Before Loren could finish speaking, the excited middle-aged wizard suddenly turned around and looked at the three behind the black-haired wizard: "May I ask which one is ......

Lord Ain Rand?!"

At that moment, the atmosphere suddenly froze.

Next to Lu Sien, who was still dazed, stood a small wizard with a more dazed expression than him, and subconsciously stretched out his hand and pointed at himself:

"Just... It's me..."

"Ahh

Agitated, Gray Sal stepped forward quickly, passed by the petrified Isaac, and grasped Ain's hands, the little wizard's face was full of fear:

"In Lower Gray Saar, as the first tutor of the Royal Wizarding Academy of Golovin, I kindly ask you to visit this academy in person!"

"All of us, waiting for you at any time!"