Icy to the touch... It pierced Loren's heart like a sharp blade.

Staring at Albert's already slowly raised right hand, his consciousness was infinitely amplified in an instant, and he could even hear his own heartbeat.

What to do, what to do?

Kill him? Of course not... Whether it can be done or not is put aside, the other party is the advisor of the wizards in front of the imperial capital, and he is also the leader of the wizards of the imperial capital, and killing him is equivalent to making enemies of the wizards of the entire imperial capital, which is contrary to his own purpose.

What you have to do is to convince the other party... And figuring out who it was that could make Albert Tarot change his mind and resolutely stand in the camp of the Holy Cross Church.

Whatever the countermeasures, they must be based on the premise that they will compromise with the other side......

And now... The other party has obviously moved to kill......

Right in this moment.

A familiar, ** but extremely immature voice sounded in the head of the black-haired wizard:

"Alas... Looks like dear Loren is in trouble again?"

"Do you need help?"

"Shut up. Strongly suppressing the urge to twitch at the corners of his mouth, the black-haired wizard's expression became a little strange.

"There's nothing else to be done, is it?" Asrael's voice still ringed around his ears, and there was a deep temptation in his playful tone: "Give it to Asrael... It's like when we dealt with that evil god apostle of Lemantes when we were in the glacial snowy mountains......"

"For example... Turn this old gentleman into a fool......"

"His deal with a mysterious man, the terms of the settlement, the control of the Royal Wizarding Academy... Everything you care about, all the problems are solved in an instant. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, I still have to pay a little 'little price', right?"

"We can talk about this, dear... You're Asriel's best friend, and there's nothing you can't solve. The boy dodged the question smoothly, and there was a cunning in his immature voice:

"So... Does it mean that dear Loren is willing to accept other people's proposals?"

At that moment, Albert's right hand was already holding the wand, and the corners of his mouth drooped with a bitter expression: "I didn't want to do this, Lord Loren Turin; You are a stumbling block in the path of 'that person'. ”

"Rest assured... It's not going to be long, and you won't even feel any pain......"

The next moment, the cold ice mist began to converge towards the hall at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the dimly lit hall instantly fell into the middle of the night, and the temperature in the hall immediately fell from the late autumn to the polar ice cave.

Creeps!

Holding back his shock, the black-haired wizard who pretended to be calm watched the scene in the hall and stared at the old man with a guilty face.

Myself... Really underestimate him, how can someone who can become an advisor to the wizard before the emperor be an ordinary wizard?

The strong remnants of the void, the way of casting spells freely, and the calmness of the opponent when using the power of the void... I almost forgot that this Albert Tarot was one of the twelve elders of the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower, who was on a par with the Master of Corona!

Descending into the dark halls, only the mournful sound of the wind wailed.

The killing ice mist swept towards the black-haired wizard's figure like a tidal wave, churning and surging with ice crystals left in its path, the sound of piercing the air like the roar of a running wolf.

The bitter cold made Loren's expression and movements stiffen a little, and it took a full five seconds before he raised his left hand at the moment when the ice mist completely enveloped him.

"Smack!"

With a snap of the fingers, the fire of Turin.

In the darkness where you couldn't see your fingers, there was a little more golden-red light in an instant, and the next second, the beam exploded.

"Boom ——!!!!"

The blast of fire spread around the black-haired wizard, and the surrounding ice fog dissipated instantly as the flames rolled!

Mint tea, benches, coffee tables, carpets, curtains...... The golden-red flamelight roared, tearing everything it touched to shreds in an instant.

"Senseless resistance. ”

Albert, whose face did not change, raised his right hand lightly.

The boiling heat stopped instantly... It was as if time had stood still, whether it was the flames rolling in the air or the ground burning, all turned into motionless ice sculptures.

Lifelike.

"Bell ——!"

The "wave of fire" that was frozen in front of the old man burst out with huge cracks in an instant, and the huge impact force made the ice wall split in an instant, and the flying ice slag was torn apart, but none of them touched Albert's body.

"Mithril weapons?"

Albert glanced sideways slightly, glanced at the dagger nailed to the wall behind him, and tidied up his appearance slightly, his gentle expression still not changing much.

"If you think I'm going to tie my hands here, you're wrong. The black-haired wizard frowned: "Before I convince you completely... I don't have plans to do that yet. ”

"It's just useless to drag it out any longer... Lord Loren Torino, if you just want to stall for time to ......"

"Exactly, time. Loren curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Before I walked in here, I told the Luxen of the Wirtz family... If I don't return to the Summer Twilight Courtyard within two hours, I'll immediately go to the Sky Dome Palace and report to His Highness Brandon, his wizard advisor ......"

"Already killed at Master Albert Tarot's house!"

Albert's expression finally changed slightly.

"As you know, there is an hour and two quarters of an hour left. Loren bowed slightly, as if waiting for the other party to make a move: "If you plan to talk to me in detail, we have plenty ......of time;

"If you want to kill or chop, listen to it!"

There is no way out for him, if he can't get the help of the wizards of the imperial capital, the result is already clear at a glance, and it is absolutely impossible to have the slightest chance of winning!

If he wins, he will be able to win the Wizarding Academy and Charlotte Countess of Turin into Brandon's camp;

If he loses, not only will this "disgraced prince" be beaten back to his original form again, but he will also lose his foothold in the imperial capital Golovin, and even the entire empire.

Not to mention the Yode Chamber of Commerce, which has been cheated by itself... If they lose ground with Brandon, they will definitely take revenge on themselves at all costs!

I have no way out, but... Albert also had the unacceptable loss of choosing to gamble on himself, it was just too big a stake for him.

But if he can accept the result of the "reconciliation" with the Holy Cross Church, why can't he trust himself and Brandon?

The choice is not in himself, but in him.

However, even if it succeeds, there will probably be some price to be paid in the end.

But... No matter how bad it is, it can't be worse than it is now.

Take a gamble!

Albert no longer saw a smile on his face, staring at the black-haired wizard in front of him.

Originally... Did he already make his final plans when he came?

Obviously, the person who decided his life and death was himself, but now he gave himself an inexplicable sense of oppression, as if he was giving himself an order!

For a moment, Albert suddenly remembered the "disgraced prince" - sometimes as tyrannical as a naughty boy, sometimes innocent and innocent like a child, never willing to follow the rules, never willing to admit defeat.

As long as you can win, as long as you win the final result, it doesn't matter if you do anything else... Even if you make a mess, you don't feel guilty about admitting your mistakes.

No wonder... Brandon would have chosen him as his wizarding advisor and trusted him so firmly.

Even if there are differences in methods and methods, and there are slight differences in personality and the standards to be followed, the essence of the two people is ......

There is no difference.

Myself... He calculated it.

With a long sigh, there was a slight strangeness in the old man's eyes, as if he was making some extremely important decision.

"Loren Turin... I didn't want to do that. ”

"You should be honored... Because you're in this world... The second person to know the secret ......"

Secret?

The black-haired wizard who had just been stunned suddenly had his pupils shrinking suddenly, staring at the wand in Albert's hand... Slowly, little by little, it turned into ice crystals... Cracked, shattered, and turned into countless crystalline particles.

Loren stared at the scene in front of him, and it took a full five seconds for him to realize what had just happened.

The cold touch poured down his spine and into his heart, and fear gripped his heart.

Myself... The connection between oneself and the void......

was interrupted.