Gloomy corridors, cold iron windows, cold, damp walls and ceilings......

The black-haired wizard walked to the end of the corridor without looking back, and the moment he passed in front of the wall candle, the dim light of the fire only illuminated half of his face, and his face sank like water.

“...... Your Excellency Loren Turin, His Highness Brandon de Salion has ordered me to come and inform you of this regrettable news, and to hope that you will accept ......"

The footsteps are getting faster and faster, and in the cold and dead corridor, only heavy steps are constantly echoing.

“...... Your friend, the father of Thrand Kovo, the suspect in this case, the famous master of apothecaries......"

The torches at the end of the corridor were lit, and the cold iron gate was already in front of me.

“...... H.E. Lussac Covo ......"

Far from the light, in the deepest part of the prison, there is only darkness.

“...... Just two quarters of an hour ago......"

His footsteps gradually stopped, and he pushed open the iron door, and a figure in the corner of the wall loomed in the darkness into his field of vision.

“...... ...... have died."

The black-haired wizard with a blue face clenched his teeth, slowly half-squatting in front of the scaly figure, and his trembling right hand gently pressed the neck where the blood had already congealed.

“...... After examination, it was found that he was not coerced before his death... It should have hanged himself......"

The pitch-black pupils gradually became cold, and the black-haired wizard's shoulders trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a bitter smile.

"Hehehehehehe......"

"Heheha......ha

"Heheha......ha

Loren, who was half-kneeling in front of Lussac to see the body of Kovo, suddenly burst out laughing, his shoulders shaking violently, and he was almost unable to bite straight.

The "hearty" laughter kept echoing in the cramped dark cell, but there was no joy to be heard.

"So it was, so it was... That's your plan, isn't it?!"

"Pretend to commit suicide, then deceive the Inquisition, and finally defeat the hypocritical church and their dogs in one fell swoop, what a thoughtful thing you think, Master Lussac——!"

"Heheheha...... I really can't see it, but I've always thought that you are a particularly rigorous and meticulous pedant, but I didn't expect to understand this kind of conspiracy or something, it's amazing!"

"Get up... Get up, you're almost done... Master Lussac, if you go too far, others will really think that you are dead, and it would be too fake to appear in court to defend you when the time comes?!"

"Wake up, wake up, Lussac Kovo, your son climbed to the witness stand in the council hall with his last breath just so that you can go back!"

"Is this so that I don't believe what I say and make people think I'm a liar? Don't think about ——!"

"I promised to let you walk out of here openly, no one can let me break my word, do you hear?!"

"Do you hear it, you speak!"

"Lussac Covo——!

"Loren!"

The sudden sound made the somewhat hysterical black-haired wizard freeze suddenly, and slowly turned around, Brandon de Salion was already standing behind him, his red pupils without a trace of brilliance.

"Cheer up. Brandon bowed slightly, biting his lower lip slightly, "My wizard advisor... I won't have such a humiliating appearance!"

..........................................

Time passes minute by minute.

The dim candlesticks illuminated the mottled walls, and the two people on either side of the candlelight looked at each other, and the quiet air made the oppressive atmosphere feel like substance.

"It's the first time for me... See your expression. Still in a cynical tone, Brandon hooked the corners of his mouth: "I thought you guy never knew what it meant to be afraid, and he was always so self-righteous." ”

The black-haired wizard shook his head and hooked the corners of his mouth in self-deprecation.

"It's me who is careless, too self-righteous. Focusing on the dim candlelight, Loren shook his head: "I thought I wouldn't make the same mistake again, but I didn't expect it to ......"

Brandon, who raised his eyebrows and vaguely guessed something, opened his mouth but stopped talking, and shrugged his shoulders with a flat mouth.

Leonardo Torino... The tragic death at the hands of a robber disguised as a villager, Loren's nominal knight master and "grandfather" old man, was also the catalyst for Loren Turin's choice to become a wizard... The earliest information about Loren Turin that he could find.

Even though he didn't see it with his own eyes, Brandon could understand how hard the incident hit Loren.

"A helpless alchemist is locked up in a dark dungeon, miserable and exhausted, with the only hope of someone he has never met, who simply wants to take advantage of him, a promise that has no guarantees at all. ”

The black-haired wizard's voice trembled slightly, and his eyes became a little dark: "In such a situation, time is passing, and hope is dying... Loneliness, fear, darkness...... Completely surrounded by these and tormented for a whole month, it was only natural that he would give up. ”

"It's not that he's not brave, it's not that he's cowardly, it's not cowardly...... Lussac Kovo, he just knows too well how strong the enemy is, how little hope of victory really is... Nothing to blame. ”

"Then again, when a man is willing to use his own death... When it comes time to put an end to this, who else can stand up and accuse him of not being brave enough?"

Brandon blinked, didn't say much, and sat quietly next to him, never saying a word.

"The church won't let go of such a great opportunity... Whether Weber wanted it or not, the church would have him say that it was 'Lussac's suicide in fear of sin,' and we had no evidence to come up with, and the most we could do was to resist in vain other than acquiescence, and that's it. ”

The black-haired wizard's expression grew heavier.

"That is to say... There's only one way left to 'reconcile'?" Brandon asked nonchalantly, "Are you going to surrender and throw in the towel, my wizard advisor?"

"How is that possible!"

"Keep fighting, what's the chance of winning?"

"Not even a chengdu... It can be said that there is no chance of winning. ”

"Even so, I gritted my teeth and didn't admit defeat... Do you have to break the net and fight to the end?"

"Of course. ”

Before Loren could raise his head, Brandon, who suddenly pounced up, had already grabbed his right hand, and his red pupils were extremely firm:

"Good!"

"We would rather lose miserably, we will never admit defeat and never back down!" Brandon's mouth raised slightly, and his eyes burned as if he was winning: "Loren Torino... I believe in you, but this trust bureau is definitely not a burden to you. ”

"Even in adversity, I believe you can turn the situation to our best, in Ebolden, in Fracture Mountain Fortress, in the glacial wasteland... That's also true. ”

"They thought I had one last hole card, they thought I was going to give up like before... Yes, if I had been smart enough, I would have given up a long time ago, and even if I won the adversity with no hope at all, it would not be possible to change the existing situation. ”

"So they don't know, I only have one card from beginning to end!"

"What do you mean?" the black-haired wizard raised an eyebrow.

"Simple, it's something I can give to someone else that I can't give you. Brandon's smile was as bright as the afternoon sun: "Trust." ”

"If you want to win the loyalty of others, you must first exchange your own. ”

"So... Loren Turin, I will trust you with all my heart and put my destiny in your hands!"

"Unconditional trust... It is the promise I made to you. ”

With a light snort, His Royal Highness the Prince, who was full of smiles, tilted his head: "How is it, are you moved?"

"Not really. The black-haired wizard twitched the corner of his mouth and rolled his eyes.

"Ah...... Then I'll just say nothing, I'm going to lose this time anyway!" As soon as he let go, Brandon slapped the table and got up, hugging the back of his head very indifferently:

"It's a big deal, just continue to be the same as before, they can really ...... me"

"Wait......"

The helpless voice made His Royal Highness stop in mid-air. With a smiling face, he turned to look at the dark-haired wizard behind him.

"Who told you... Lost this time?"

With a cold snort, Loren, who got up, glared at him:

"Let's go, let you see... What is the Great Jedi Reversal!"

"I can't ask for it!"