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After calming the devastated Therlan Corvo, Loren and his party had to take him back to the Summer Twilight Courtyard with them, and leave them in the care of Isaac and the little wizard for the time being.

At the moment, the apprentice wizard had apparently been sleepless, and his mental state had reached the point of collapse, except for the occasional sleep-like babbling, and constantly begging three men to save his father.

Although it was only a few words, the black-haired wizard also had a general understanding of the situation - just after the incident last night, except for the patrol that went to the Royal Wizarding Academy, the entire garrison sent at least half of its troops, cordoned off all the urban areas near the Golovin hills, and arrested the suspects on a large scale.

And his father, Lussac Corvo, who was once a doctor and pharmacist hired by Siscott Charn, was naturally also on the list of suspects and was forcibly imprisoned.

Although Lussac Corvo is a well-known potion master, not every wizard has the courage to arrest him, and Master Albert, the advisor to the former wizards, cannot protect the safety of every wizard in the imperial capital.

When he returned home to find that his father had been arrested, Thran Corvo had no choice but to run to the Summer Twilight Courtyard to ask Loren and his party for help......

After making sure that the Wizard Apprentice had already laid down, the black-haired wizard who carefully closed the door left and turned around and walked next door... His Royal Highness has been waiting for a long time.

"Scott Charn, the dignified Chancellor of the Exchequer, died in such an unknown way... It's creepy......"

Sighing softly, Brandon couldn't even see much of a smile on his face: "Now the entire imperial capital is full of all kinds of gossip... Well, you didn't have anything to do with it, did you?"

"No," Loren replied indirectly, with a little tiredness in his eyes: "But the garrison who came to investigate is obviously prepared, if it weren't for Master Albert, the people from the Wizarding Academy wouldn't be able to tell it tonight." ”

"Although we haven't figured out the ins and outs yet, this is definitely not an accident, but a premeditated assassination and frame-up!"

"That's ...... nature," Brandon put his chin in his hands, "Siscott may be arrogant, but he is the leader of the old aristocracy, and wants to assassinate him... Second most difficult than the assassination of my beloved father, His Majesty!"

"Moreover, this old fellow's death is not his business alone!"

Loren nodded solemnly.

Siscott Charn, who is not only the Charn family, but also the leader of all the old nobles in the whole of Sackland, and the former Chancellor of the Exchequer... A sudden and violent death will inevitably lead to a series of turmoil, blood feuds and power struggles.

The families with hundreds or even thousands of years of history left over from the era of the ancient Saklan Kingdom, their power is almost rooted in this land, and they are also the largest group and mainstay in the imperial capital.

While Siscott was still alive, the old man's prestige could still unite them, but now they must be leaderless, fighting each other for the position Siscott had left.

"By the way, what happened to the apprentice named Thran Corvo?"

Loren shook his head: "With his current mental state, even if we ask, we can't ask anything, let's let him rest for a while, and then find a way to figure out something." ”

"No, you misunderstood, Loren. Brandon curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and there was a little coldness in his smile: "I mean to say... Who told him to come here to ask 'you' for help?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the black-haired wizard's expression froze.

At this point in time, if it weren't for some guy with ulterior motives, it could only be... Royal Wizarding Academy?

"The Summer Twilight Courtyard is full of agents, and you're my wizard advisor... Theran Corvo came to you for help, which is tantamount to coming to me, and it is impossible for the people of the Royal Wizarding Academy not to understand this truth!"

The smile on Brandon's face grew, and his red pupils flashed with a strange luster: "In other words... From the moment you brought him into the Summer Twilight Courtyard, you told others that I would help the unexpectedly arrested Master Lussac Kovo. ”

"I knew that this was extremely dangerous, and I desperately tried to drag us into the water... Why?"

The black-haired wizard shook his head slowly:

"Probably for self-preservation, right?"

"Self-preservation?" Brandon tilted his head.

"Whoever assassinated Siscott is likely to be looking for the Wizarding Academy to take this blame, so they plan to use the arrest of Master Lussac to test whether we are truly allied or just want to use them. ”

Thinking of the Gray Sal wizard's request before leaving, the black-haired wizard became more and more convinced of his own judgment.

Loren couldn't help but sigh: "So whether you can rescue this Master Lussac is also related to your credibility. ”

Pouting, Brandon was silent for a long time: "So if we can't save this Master Lussac, not only will the Wizarding Academy not ally with us, but that Charlotte Countess may also abandon us?"

"Not for sure, but for sure. The dark-haired wizard twitched the corners of her mouth, "And I think she's wanted to do it for a long time." ”

"Then again, what the hell was you talking about when you first met her... A few times I wondered if she really wanted to strangle me!"

“...... Let's change the subject, shall we?" Brandon, who laughed twice, directly ignored the black-haired wizard and asked tentatively: "So... I've got to find a way to get this Master Lussac out of prison?"

Brandon's expression was obviously hesitant, and he scratched his hair in embarrassment... He obviously didn't want to have anything to do with this kind of thing, but in the face of the Royal Wizarding Academy's initiative for help, it was impossible to see death without help.

For this, Loren also agreed... Although this is cold-blooded, Brandon is still a prince with no power in name and power, and it is obviously unwise to take the liberty of participating in such a power struggle before he actually gets an appointment from Eckhart II.

"That's... Why don't you send Therland back?" asked Loren tentatively.

Truth be told, he doesn't have a good solution to this problem right now.

"He's already here, is it appropriate to send him back?" The irritable Royal Highness the prince flattened his mouth: "You also said it, this involves my reputation!"

The black-haired wizard sighed, "If that's the case, then I have a proposal. ”

"Tell me?"

"If you say... How about you not intervene and let me come forward to clear the name of Master Lussac Covo?" Loren had no joke on his face at all, and looked at Brandon solemnly:

"In this way, the whole thing is that I, as a wizard, accept the apprentice's prayer to help another senior... You don't need to come forward at all, so at least there won't be any irresponsible comments on the surface. ”

"At the same time, the Royal Wizarding Academy and the Countess Charlotte will also have to fulfill their respective agreements and be taken under your banner to become our staunchest allies!"

The words fell, and the smile on Brandon's face, who was staring at the black-haired wizard, gradually faded, and his expression became more solemn:

"But then you're left alone to find the killer of Siscott's death, and at the same time deprives me of an excuse to protect you. ”

"Dealing with the old aristocracy, facing the anger of the Charn family, being targeted by the mastermind behind the scenes......"

"At the same time, we must use ironclad evidence to convince the Victor Hughes, who never favoritism......"

"Loren Turin... Do you think you can really do it?"

The black-haired wizard bowed silently: "I don't know." ”

"But that's the safest way to go. ”

Hearing this answer, which was equivalent to no answer, made Brandon smile slightly: "Well, how about we just make a bet?"

"If you succeed, I'll do everything in my power to make you the Count of the Empire. ”

"Well, I think we said it......"

"No, no, no... I know we had a pact, but this time it wasn't an honorary title like a wizard's advisor, just a manor and a nominal fief for life. ”

Brandon hooked the corners of his mouth, and his smile was full of temptation:

"It's a county that really holds land, wealth, and an army, and is hereditary from generation to generation!"

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