If Loren were asked to make a list of trustworthiness, Dalton Kander's name would never appear on this small slip of paper, which is less than a hand.

It's not because I don't really believe in him, in a way, Dalton Kander is already a concept beyond feelings for the black-haired wizard, and has been "symbolized" as a representative of his inner mental intelligence, saving his life again and again.

His words, deeds, manners, and way of thinking made a deep impression on Loren - the first person who introduced him to magic was the small wizard, but the first person to recognize the identity of a "wizard" was Dalton Kander.

But in fact, Loren didn't know him, more of a mystery than a mystery, and he only knew that he was a former Night's Watchman, a wizard skilled in assassination and combat, and had a deep relationship with Rute Infinit......

And then? Gone.

His name is not on the resume of the Wizard Tower;

Of the night watchmen, the only one who knew him was Rut Infinit;

Background, experience, personality, network...... It represents the proof of a person's existence in the world, all of which are hidden by him under that black robe.

Trust is premised on understanding, and Loren doesn't know anything about him, and of course, vice versa, which is probably why Dalton didn't want to have much contact with himself in the first place, only thinking about how to use a pawn that could play for the Academy.

But such a person who does not know and trusts at all is now doing everything he can because of him......

This is completely out of step with the theory that Loren understands, and it is particularly awkward.

Isaac and Al Yin are close to each other and agreeable, Lusn is because of his oath, Brandon and Salica are for profit, and Eckert and Ranmaros are out of status and loyalty......

Dalton Kander... He gave it for granted without any reason, and gave him the help he desperately needed at the moment.

Shaking his head, Loren, who was a little more sober, walked over and pushed open the door to the room.

When he left the room, it was already evening, and the banquet for the celebration of triumph was at its most lively, and the temporary absence of the duke, as the "protagonist", did not affect the mood of the Byrne knights to enjoy the feast in the slightest, and even made them more unscrupulous.

Status, atmosphere, environment... Nothing can interrupt a Byrne's drinking spirit.

In the noisy hall, two knights had already climbed onto the wine table to fight, and instead of stopping them, the surrounding guests shouted as if they were waving their wine glasses and knives and forks, cheering them on.

Even Earl Eckert, who was on the sidelines of the Castle of Fury, seemed to have given up on restraining the knights, allowing them to get drunk and make trouble, and as for the drunkards who took the opportunity to provoke trouble, the knights of the castle of their own guards, gave them a good look with their iron gloved fists.

With the knights of the escort who joined the "battle", the order of the entire banquet completely collapsed and collapsed irretrievably; in the lively banquet, there were staggering drunkards everywhere and cups and plates everywhere; in the drunken hall, there was hardly a single person who could still stay awake.

Listening to the hustle and bustle of the banquet scene, Loren, with a tired smile, pushed aside a few drunkards beside the porch and quietly left the round table hall.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the moon is like a hook.

This triumphal ceremony was the result of Charlotte's careful preparation - not only in the Hall of the Round Table, but also in the entire castle, and even the entire Crimson Blood Castle, where you can see tables full of food and drink.

All the people were enjoying the revelry of this hard-won and sacrificial victory, the sound of jubilation was playing inside and outside the city walls at the same time, and all kinds of chaos made the atmosphere of celebration even more vibrant.

Looking at the bustling crowd and the carnival banquet, Loren sighed wistfully.

Although it was only for a moment, when I saw all this lively scene in front of me, I suddenly felt that all the sacrifices before seemed to be worth it.

Taking a deep breath, he shifted his gaze back to the two people sitting in front of him.

In the secluded fountain garden, Lena de Salion, dressed in a dark blue dress and wearing black-rimmed glasses, sat at the stone table, smiling and listening to a megalomaniac beside her who didn't care about the feelings of her listeners.

As if sensing the footsteps behind her, she looked behind her, and a sly smile appeared under her black-rimmed glasses:

"Hey... How can we, the Duke who has returned triumphantly, not enjoy the crowd in the Hall of the Round Table, so how can we have time to run to such a place where no one is around?"

Looking at her expression that seemed to see through her own mind and seemed to be just joking, Loren couldn't help but tug at the corners of her mouth.

"Loren?!" Isaac's eyes lit up with surprise, as if he was about to jump, but in the next second, the expression on his face changed from surprise to annoyance:

"Say, why did you only take that stupid ...... with you when you went to Boi before? I mean, Ain Rand, didn't even tell me?!"

"......" Loren Turin.

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“...... So, how did you leave the Imperial Capital?"

Sitting between a man and a woman, the black-haired wizard asked with curiosity - although he didn't name him, his eyes remained fixed on Lena de Salion.

If there was a reason for Isaac to leave, he was surprised by the young lady of the royal family's side branch, according to the rules of the Heavenly Dome Palace, the royal family was not allowed to leave the imperial capital easily without obtaining permission.

Of course, a certain disgraced prince was an absolute accident.

"I said, Senior Brother Loren, why did you ask again, didn't I already tell you?"

A certain genius wizard on the side widened his eyes and snatched the conversation away unceremoniously.

The neat and neat hairstyle, the slightly grown beard at the corners of his mouth, and the neat and new dark blue wizard robe made the crazy Isaac suddenly have a more elegant taste... During this time of separation, it was not just himself and Al Yin who made the change.

Naturally, only the appearance has changed, and the absolute superiority is still the same as the old days with the arrogant pride.

"When I heard about your accident, Lena and I were worried about it - of course, mainly because I was worried about it, you are my friend, and it is obvious that I will not let my girl worry about another man!"

Isaac danced endlessly, while Lina smiled as usual, and a pair of eyes curled into crescents behind black-rimmed glasses.

"Of course, that's not the point, the point is that this day I came up with a brilliant plan to slip out of Golovin under the noses of the Heavenly Dome and the Church, and the process is complicated, so I won't explain it too much, just ask—have you ever been to a cell in the slums?"

“...... No. "Loren Turin.

"Oh, that's a good place! As long as you don't shower for two months, mess your hair up, and change your linen pockets, they'll let you in

The people inside are very kind, and no one cares if you are a man or a woman, or a mentally ill person, and as long as you pay the money, you can go in and out as you go!"

Although he had heard it once, Loren still glanced at Lena de Salion next to him with a strange expression, and the girl with black-rimmed glasses tilted her head and shrugged her shoulders, and the smile on her lips did not decrease.

"The situation was so critical that there were people searching for us everywhere in the imperial capital, so I immediately bribed the cell boss and asked him to take us through the tricks and sneak out of the city under the pretext of sending our relatives. ”

"In order to make sure everything went according to plan, I wrote a plan for the cell boss and Lena, detailing our respective identities. Isaac went on to gush:

To put it simply, the cell boss plays the role of a villain who has to degenerate into a bully in the slums because of his family's hardships, and his son is addicted to gambling and hallucinogens, and his daughter is hiding from him as a barmaid. ”

"And I play the role of a talented genius who was hunted down by evil and had to go incognito, and had to leave his hometown where his ancestors had lived for generations, and go to a barren place called Red Blood Castle in the north to escape the disaster;"

Lena is the focus of the story, playing the role of a traditional nun, who admires the knowledge and virtues of genius while being trapped by doctrine, and at the same time longs to save the world, giving the self-depraved cell boss a chance to mend his ways. ”

"So all the people, all the places are all out of place - I'm not from the Imperial Capital, the Red Blood Castle is in the rich south, and Lena hates the church......

Of course, the cell boss was a real bully, and I got involved with him from his son who lost money to the class, well, the story always had to be a little real. ”

The more Isaac spoke, the more excited he became, his eyes shining: "You know, a good story doesn't just have a background, you have to have good lines, so I wrote it for them too." ”

"It goes like this: 'Ah, honorable gatekeeper, it was the dawn of a dead winter about twenty-two years ago.......'

After spending almost a quarter of an hour listening to the legend written by Isaac again, Loren, who was expressionless, looked at Lena again:

“...... So, how did you leave the Imperial Capital?"

"Hey, you did it on purpose, right?!" Isaac raised his hand excitedly in protest: "I said Senior Brother Loren, do you know how much effort it takes to tell a story completely, it's rare to be as passionate as me these days!"

"Or if you don't understand, then I'll say it again: 'Ah, honorable gatekeeper, it was a winter dawn about twenty-two years ago.......'

"It's the Royal Wizard Advisor, Lord Albert who helped us. With a doting smile and stroking Isaac's head, Lena spoke, "From the cell to the gatekeeper, they were almost bought by the Wizarding Academy. ”

Then you're still messing around with Isaac with his temperament... Looking at the "happy" smile of the girl with black-rimmed glasses, Loren really didn't know what to say.

"Just Albert?" the dark-haired wizard asked with a smile, his tone slighthearted, "I'm not belittling the esteemed Royal Wizard Advisor, but I want to get a royal side branch out of the Imperial Capital... He alone is not enough. ”

The corners of Lena de Salion's mouth raised slightly:

"So... Is Connad de Salion enough?"

Loren looked at her intently.

"I told His Highness the Crown Prince that I could help him get information about the Duke of Byrne, and the secret of the alliance between Ebolden and Byrne. Lena whispered:

"The price of the exchange is just for me to avoid the sight of the Heavenly Dome Palace... It should be a good deal for him, right?"

The black-haired wizard bowed slightly: "Then what do you use to promise him that he will definitely be able to get information?"

"Isaac Grantham. ”

Well?

"Otherwise, why do you think the Wizard Tower must let Ang Isaac leave the Imperial Capital and come to the Red Blood Castle?" Lena asked rhetorically, "Thirteen thousand side scrolls, no matter which trade route you take, will definitely be detected by the church or the Heavenly Dome Palace, and then detained under various names. ”

"There's only one way to bring them to the Red Blood Castle intact......"

The black-haired wizard raised an eyebrow.

"The only way, of course, is this genius!" a megalomaniac looked up excitedly again:

"Thirteen,000 volumes? too much to underestimate me, the Relic Library, the Eye of Eternal Sight, the Corridor of Illusions...... The books contained here are far more than just a loss!"

As he spoke, he pressed his right index finger to his temple.

The smile on Lena's lips deepened.

"So... Your Excellency Lord Byrne, if you are not going to ask me to tell these 'real secrets' to Crown Prince Connold, it is best to give me some secrets as soon as possible. The girl in black-rimmed glasses turned her gaze back:

"Otherwise, I can't guarantee I'll tell him something. ”

Give Conod some secrets, and as soon as possible?

Where am I going to get these for her... Make one up like Isaac?

The black-haired wizard had a strange expression to the extreme, scratching his head incessantly.

Wait a minute......

Before, Ain seemed to have told herself that she had a rather large plan, and she had already begun to implement it......

Taking a deep breath, Loren squeezed out a flattering smile on his face: "Speaking of which... Isaac, do you have any plans for the time you get to the Red Blood Castle?"

"Uh... Not yet. ”

Isaac sighed, a look of regret on his face, "Mentor Dalton said he was going to teach me something, but you know... After returning from Dragon King, I'm no longer interested in the 'knowledge of others'. ”

"I don't want to stick to the rules and repeat what some old man has said, write what they've written — I want to do something... No one has ever done it, that's me!"

He scrambled and gestured, with a big expression on his face, like a beast in a cell longing for freedom.

"Really, sometimes I want to go back to when I was in the Academy, when I didn't understand anything, I felt new when I saw anything, and look at how many good things we made back then—Mithril Sword, new runes, Holy Blood Elixirs... Uh, the last one doesn't count!"

Looking at his sweaty expression, the black-haired wizard nodded and glanced into the distance: "That...... Did you go to Ain after you came?"

"What am I looking for Ain?"

"Nothing, it's just that before leaving Byrne, Ain once mentioned to me an idea, an idea that would allow you to eat another shoe. ”

"What assumptions?"

"It's very simple, Ain plans to build an academy, and then ......" Looking at the two with blank faces, Loren gestured, raising his hands above his head:

"Let it come out of thin air... Fly!"