"Uh... Can you explain, dear Loren, why you let that guy go?"

A blonde boy who didn't appear until the end of the fight blinked, looking like a curious baby, and pressed his upturned right index finger under his lips:

"Even if you don't plan to kill him, you can arrest him, right, maybe it's an important source of information!"

"How much information can this hired killer have? At best, he can tell me who is doing it. ”

Loren, who had an indifferent expression, shrugged his shoulders and played with "Bright Silver" in his hand: "And I already know that." ”

Except for the Charn family, he really couldn't think of a second - Siscott died three days ago, and Thran Corvo came to ask him for help yesterday morning, and he only made up his mind this morning.

In just one day, you can know your own movements, and the other party's eyeliner, connections and financial resources are terrifying, and this huge power is also one of the few in the imperial capital.

And, of course, the night watchman and the Rut Infinit, whom he never met......

"Is it really just like this, for no other reason?" Asriel, who was holding his left hand behind his back, deliberately stepped forward and gave a tacit smile to the black-haired wizard:

"The sword...... Right?"

The dark-haired wizard glanced at him with a blank face, and Asriel blinked his large, innocent eyes and stood there obediently with his hands behind his back like a "good boy".

The corners of Loren's mouth twitched even more.

That's right, the moment he saw the sword, he thought of some indifferent Night's Watch...... Edward had vaguely mentioned that he had been a gangster in the Egrodon Gutter Alley until he became the Night Watchman, the lowest kind.

But why did he end up in the gutters, and why did a thug know how to use such an obviously extraordinary weapon as the bayonet?

This is not a short knife dagger and the like can be found everywhere, forging a good bayonet sword requires the best forging steel, the price is three times that of a knight's sword, and there are only a handful of people who can use it.

Most importantly, the Assassin's tricks were identical to those of "a certain night watchman".

There must be some connection between these two people, and I can't find more clues......

Looking at Loren's pensive expression, the corners of Asriel's mouth crossed an elegant arc, and the sly gaze seemed to be playing with some bad idea, but in the end it was only a flash.

"So... Now that you know the true cause of Siscott's death, and who is the one who wants to kill you, what are you going to do next?"

"Keep tracking, maybe next time it won't be so simple, maybe it will really be wiped out. ”

"Well, you're not worried about what happened to me, are you?" Loren sneered in surprise: "It's really touching." ”

Asriel shrugged his shoulders with a helpless expression, his scarlet eyes shimmered with a crystalline luster, and he deliberately sighed with a long tail note:

"Dear Loren, you are Asriel's best friend, and I will not betray you at any time. ”

"Well, you've said this more than a hundred times since we first met... There is a saying that a lie told a thousand times is the truth, and we must keep up the good work. ”

“......”

"Now that I've met Master Lussac, and I know who wants to kill him......

Ignoring the young man's "resentful" gaze, Loren spread his hands and took the bright silver back into its sheath:

"Of course I'm going to see the gentleman who wants to get rid of me. ”

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The Charn's mansion was not hard to find, or rather very conspicuous, in the imperial capital—just under the Golovin hills, just across the street from the staircase leading to the Heavenly Dome.

After revealing his identity, the servant, dressed in red and blue clothes, did not even know the etiquette, and immediately let the black-haired wizard in;

Loren, who had followed the servant, walked through the flowered stone paths, and the garden in the forecourt was covered with tall maple and aspen trees, which were still red and green in early spring.

Pushing the door open, another servant who was already waiting at the door ushered the black-haired wizard into the mansion, and after passing through the staircase and corridor covered with red carpet, Loren came to a side hall.

Only a quarter of an hour later, the old man, who had led him in, with a monocle of gold-rimmed glasses and a black piping-blue gown, and the butler-like look returned to the side hall and bowed politely to the black-haired wizard.

"Distinguished guest, I'm very sorry, Master Siscott has just passed away, and many things in the family have not yet been dealt with, so the young master is inconvenient to meet the guests, please forgive me. ”

Is it inconvenient to see me, or did you not expect me to come to the door so quickly?

Loren, who sneered in his heart, smiled slightly, but just shook his head: "You're welcome, if it's really inconvenient... I can come back another day, thank you. ”

The black-haired wizard was about to get up and leave, but the elegant old butler stretched out his hand to stop: "Please wait." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door of the side hall, and Loren, who pretended to be confused, looked at him curiously, and under the surprised expression of the black-haired wizard, the servant who pushed the door open walked in, placed a narrow box in front of him, and then bowed and turned to leave the room.

Loren had already vaguely guessed what the other party meant.

The old butler half-knelt on the ground and opened the box lightly.

"The higher level of the spell, 'Psychic Vision' – this spell can raise the viewer's perspective to a level beyond imagination, where you can no longer use your five senses, but use your psychic power to 'see' or 'hear' every move around you. ”

"Whether it's the breeze blowing or the ants crawling under your feet, it's all in your hands, all at a glance. ”

Looking at the old parchment scroll in the center of the box, wrapped in satin, Loren frowned slightly.

"The Charn family is a very old and very large family, and there have been many extremely good wizards, especially spellcasters and alchemists, who have achieved extraordinary achievements. ”

The old butler got up and pushed his single eye: "This high-level spell belongs to a very rare category even among the various collections of the Charn family for thousands of years. ”

"As a brilliant spellcaster, I think this gift is perfect for you—to think that a wizard of your calibre could offer mediocre possessions and estates... On the contrary, it is a great irony. ”

"You're really looking too highly of me. ”

With a self-deprecating chuckle, Loren looked at the other party calmly: "Why did I give this to me?"

"Just to make up for your losses today... Lord Loren Turin, it's no coincidence that you're coming to visit, right?"

The calm old butler humbly bowed to the black-haired wizard: "Whatever the Charn family has done to you in any neglect or inconsiderate way, please forgive me." ”

"By the way, I would like to ask you for one thing as well. ”

"Oh, tell me about it. "Loren deliberately played dumb.

"About what happened between Master Lussac Covo and Master Siscott, and all the ...... behind the whole thing," the old butler sighed:

"For the sake of the fact that His Highness Brandon and the Charn family have no hatred, I beg you not to continue to entangle. ”

"We... I really have no intention of making enemies of His Highness Brandon!"

The side hall is so quiet that you can even hear the sound of a clock moving.

Loren tapped his fingers and softly broke the silence:

"I see, you think I... Or does His Highness Brandon want to be the enemy of the Charne?"

The old butler didn't speak, but the expression was clearly acquiescing.

"If that's the case, I can assure you, absolutely not!"

Loren deliberately raised the volume... Although there were only himself and the old butler in the side hall, a fool could guess that the "young master" must be hiding somewhere eavesdropping:

"But I'm also a wizard, I can't watch a senior lose his life in vain, and be charged with murder!"

The old butler's face changed suddenly, and he frowned slightly: "So, you really want to ......"

"No, all I want is to find the real murderer of Lord Siscott Charn and clear the name of Master Lussac!"

Loren looked at him and retorted coldly:

"Also......

Don't the Charn family want it?"