The little wizard was still far less experienced when it came to lying—especially with the words "I lied" on her face. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fortunately, Loren, who stepped forward in time, helped her get through, and Barry Senna didn't seem to have much interest in it, only when he knew that Ain was an alchemist, his expression changed slightly.

For Al Yin and Hat to stay in the castle for a few days, the old man not only did not stop him, but was very enthusiastic to help arrange a vacant room, which was next door to Loren.

Pushing open the door, although the room is relatively small, it is considered to be clean, and the simple score is also beautiful, there is a candle on the table, and there is a window to see the scenery outside the castle, and the bedding and pillows are all new.

The preparation was so meticulous, it was as if it had been arranged in advance, it couldn't be a coincidence this time, right?The corners of Loren's mouth curled up with a sneer.

"Aren't you curious at all why I'm pretending to be Isaac? ”

The little wizard didn't think as much as he thought, and after being silent all the way, she finally couldn't help but speak: "And she lied for me." ”

"Curious, of course, but ......" Loren smiled at Ain with relief, "I'm sure you'll do this, and you'll have your own reasons." And when you want to say it, you will tell me. ”

Although he subconsciously felt that this was the other party's words to fool him, the little wizard was still very happy, but he didn't give up: "You just want to say that I'm not good at lying, right?"

"How could the honest and kind Ain lie?" Loren, who was holding his hands behind his back, asked with a smile and raised his eyebrows very confidently: "This is my strength. ”

"Don't be ashamed. Ai Yin, who had not yet forgiven him, snorted coldly, but was held down by Loren's head.

"Whatever your purpose is, I only want you to promise me one thing. Slowly, his voice was lowered, but the dark-haired wizard accentuated his tone: "When you are ready to do it, you must say it - I will do everything in my power to fulfill your wishes!"

Ain, who was silent in a low voice, just nodded slightly, which was regarded as a reply to Loren. The delicate face revealed a complicated look, as if there was something hidden.

Loren suddenly remembered the patriarch of the Rand family he had met when he left the castle with Leuven earlier, and Ayn Rand was also from the Deep Forest.

Could it be something to do with it? Loren, who didn't like to speculate, just let the thought slip through his mind and turned to leave the little wizard's room.

He had more important things to attend to - winter had arrived, which meant that the tug-of-war with the nobles of Deepenburg had entered its final stage, and it was time to deal with them.

Whether they like it or not, this is the last chance for Rubén Fried, and the most important fight. If he can't get rid of these diehards, he won't be able to really establish his prestige among the nobles of Deepwood, and there will be no way to completely suppress the Senna family.

At that time, people will only say that it was the Senna family who took the initiative to help the Count that made those nobles relent. This is definitely a great disadvantage for the prestige of the Earl.

What's more, the other party will do this, and there must be other plans behind it. There is no such thing as a free dinner, and Barry Senna would suddenly "betray" the nobles of the Deep Woodburg, only because it was more beneficial to him.

And, there are more questions at the moment...... Standing at the end of the corridor, looking out the window at the increasingly cold wind and the snow falling in the sky, a not-so-good premonition was spreading in Loren's heart.

It's still just a little cold, and in a month the land will be completely frozen, and the frozen ground can't even be forked, and it's impossible to start work in such weather.

The increasingly cold weather will also greatly reduce the enthusiasm of farmers for the land. If it's cold enough to freeze to death, how many people would be willing to leave the warm fire pit of their homes for the sake of land that is only possible?

After all, Leuven Fried was just a new earl who had just ruled them, and certainly did not have the local prestige of the original Senna family, and it was impossible to echo these ordinary people. They will only believe that seeing is believing and the rumors circulating around them.

The longer it dragged on, the more favorable the situation would be for the nobles of Deepwoodburg - this was their plan, as long as it dragged on, one day the Count would not be able to hold on and choose to give up.

This is their plan, even if the people have been placed under house arrest in the castle by the earl, as long as there is no suitable excuse Lu Wen will not be able to fix them, so they are not worried that Lu Wen will come directly to the hard, that will only make the remaining nobles stand behind them more firmly.

They will present themselves as "noble men" against the tyrannical lords, and use the most righteous excuses to overthrow the rule of Ruben Fried, so that Duke Fried will lose face and abandon his plan to reclaim the Deepwood.

The black-haired wizard stood outside the door of the map room and waited, and it wasn't long before a darkened Sir Aaron appeared in his field of vision. Just by looking at his expression, he knew that the count and those nobles had not been able to talk to each other today.

"The Earl is running out of patience. Sir Aaron's first sentence was this, and his expression was very solemn: "If it continues like this, it won't solve the problem even if it takes a long time!"

"Did he do anything to the nobles?"

"No ......" sighed deeply, and Sir Aaron finally rejected Loren's most fearful speculation: "But if it goes on like this, it will be sooner or later." Reuven Fried, who has never been particularly patient, has been able to persevere until now is his limit. ”

The black-haired wizard nodded in understanding—from his observation of Luwen, it was not difficult to see that he was actually impatient, and the reason why he had not broken out until now was simply because he really wanted to be a qualified earl, and that's all.

But if it continues like this, it will only make the situation worse and worse, and the situation must be reversed as soon as possible...... Loren, who was lost in thought, didn't even notice that Sir Aaron tapped him on the shoulder, and he didn't react until the other man handed him the note.

"It's ......"

"Secretly wrote it down. Sir Aaron nodded: "Although it shouldn't be complete, the people above are the toughest guys in that group of nobles." ”

"I don't know much about politics, but if you follow these people, you'll be able to dig up a lot of things, and maybe find out who's behind them - you wizards, there must be a lot of ways to avoid being discovered, right?"

"Of course. Loren, understanding, nodded, Sir Aaron probably meant not only to let himself follow them, but also to find a way to get something out of their mouths.

Anyway, as long as it is not discovered, it will not involve the earl, and you can do whatever you want.

Looking at the string of names of the patriarchs of each family on it, the Rand family was actually among them, and the corners of Loren's mouth had a bitter smile that was not easy to detect.

Is...... It's embarrassing.

Although she had only heard the little wizard mention it a few times, she was still very proud of her surname, and her words revealed an unspoken sense of pride.

What should I do, do I have to find a way to secretly hint at the head of the Rand family, or do I want to find a way to keep Lu Wen from noticing him and shift the target to someone else?

"So you noticed it too?" Seeing Loren's right hand pressed on the words of the Rand family, Sir Aaron showed a sudden realization: "It's this fat man named Vesalius Rand, who pretends to be flattering from beginning to end, but has been opposing the whole plan from beginning to end!"

"If it weren't for him, the Earl could have persuaded a few people to call out the land yesterday, but it fell short!" Sir Aaron involuntarily accentuated his tone: "No matter what means you use, you must not let this damn fat man go!"

“...... I understand. With a soft sigh, Loren's gaze wandered.