At midnight, Loren and the gray-eyed boy who were half-crouching on the eaves looked up, and a very dilapidated aristocratic mansion came into their sight, except for the faint light of the fire, which was no different from the abandoned houses in the lower city.

Filthy walls, rotten gates, crumbling eaves, crumbling beams, and even the creaking of the house when the cold wind blows - I am afraid that even the beggars who sleep on the street are safer than the people who live in this "mansion".

For various reasons, the nobles who lost their fiefs and estates, so that the family declined and could not even maintain the mansion... This is not uncommon in Byrne, and many nobles prefer to let their mansions fall into ruin little by little, using seeping walls and decaying gates to maintain the last "face".

They hope that one day the family will have an outstanding successor who will restore its glory with merit and prestige...... Unfortunately, the descendants are often overwhelmed by the heavy maintenance costs of the mansion, and finally have to sell the property and foundation at a low price and embark on the path of a wandering knight.

The mansion doesn't look any different from those, of course... And it just "looks" so.

Behind the seemingly dirty wall is reinforced with green bricks, and the top of the wall is even covered with wooden nails, behind the decaying gate is a horse-drawn carriage with a faint stone wall visible behind it, and the tattered eaves are heavily defended, and all the potholes are covered with sentry posts......

At first glance, it looks like a dilapidated mansion, but in fact it is a small fortress in perfect camouflage, and in the faint light of the fire, the black-haired wizard can even see the guards on the outer three floors around the house, and the level of security is no less than that of the Governor's Palace!

"Here... Is this the headquarters of the Blood Order?"

Rusin frowned, as if looking at the guards in the distance, his right hand instinctively pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"Probably. Loren chuckled and shrugged indifferently, at least the sight was enough to prove that Roger Yord hadn't lied to himself, but if he did......

There is no need to do it yourself, Xiao Yode will definitely be eager to put him to death and let the Yode Chamber of Commerce be leaderless, or grab the power to inherit the Chamber of Commerce.

As for this "dog" that is not well raised ... That was a question for the future, and at the moment he didn't have the courage to rebel.

"Let's discuss the next plan first... While it's unlikely that Roger Yord would be lying, we'll have to be on guard, I'll try to sneak in first, and you'll be ready to answer you outside, and if I notice anything, I'll go back and have Charles send someone to surround them. ”

"However, it shouldn't go so well... The key is still on the side of the Governor's Palace, even if the army in the city can watch out for suspicious people entering and leaving, but it can't guard against Gaspar's eyeliner, so I'm afraid you'll have to ...... then."

The words stopped on his lips, and Loren glanced at the gray-eyed young man beside him with some surprise.

"Lusen, you... Is this nervousness?"

"Hmm, no!" A shock shook his body, and a pair of silver-gray pupils under the tips of the young man's dark blue hair suddenly widened: "I'm just ......"

"Scared?"

"No, absolutely not!" Lu Sien retorted, but his eyes subconsciously avoided the black-haired wizard's gaze: "I'm not nervous, I'm just... Just ......"

The gray-eyed boy stopped talking, turned his head awkwardly and bit his lower lip.

Loren patted him on the shoulder, and the boy's tense body was still trembling slightly.

Or maybe he had to tighten his body like this, so that he wouldn't even be able to hold the sword steadily.

He's not afraid... To be the youngest Banner Leader in the Empire, Lust En who has returned from the Dragon King City will no longer be unable to hold his sword out of fear... Running desperately in the snowy mountains, fighting the legendary dragon hunters, he never flinched once.

But this time was different.

Although Loren never told him, Lusen could still sense the tension hidden under the eyes of the dark-haired wizard... From the first encounter with the Blood Order, and even earlier, the vigilance revealed seemed to be on the lookout for an even more terrifying existence.

He is not some ordinary wandering knight, a devout member of the Holy Cross... The illegitimate son of the former Grand Duke of Ellemont and the younger brother of the current Duke of Wirtz, he knew a lot of things that the fools didn't know, and he had seen the horrors of the Glacier Wastes and the Dragon King.

Lusen is not afraid of death, but if what happened in the fortress of Broken Mountain in the first place causes him to lose all his brothers and be slandered as a deserter again... He would rather have been hanged on the execution table by Conod in the first place.

"Lord Loren!"

The gray-eyed boy turned his head sharply, with a hint of pleading in his eyes:

"Tell me, is there really only one heretical order among our enemies?"

"Well, didn't I just say it in detail? The plan is ......."

Looking at the eyes that seemed to be burning with fire, Loren sighed.

Forget it, Lusen is not an outsider, not to mention... He had seen those "things" with his own eyes, too.

"Remember Dioda and Fanecis?"

"The evil god Lemantes...the apostle of the 'Dead One'?" the keen Lusen reacted immediately, and a hint of nervousness appeared in the corners of his eyes: "And the Bishop who betrayed the Holy Cross Church?"

"yes, it seems you remember. The black-haired wizard's gaze stared at him, becoming more and more serious: "If I remember correctly, you seem to have been suspicious of Farnessc at the time, right?"

Lusen frowned deeply, and his hand clenched the hilt of his sword harder.

"I didn't answer your doubts when I was in Dragon King's City, because I was only skeptical at first, and why I didn't tell you afterwards... It's because I'm not sure either. ”

Loren hesitated slightly, and slowly spoke: "Fanecis... He's an apostle of another evil god, and there's a good chance he's in the Red Blood Castle right now. ”

"What?!"

Even though he had already noticed it, Lusen, who had learned the truth from Loren's mouth, was still shocked.

"If it's just him, I have a way to solve it. Although it was the most undesirable solution, the black-haired wizard certainly wouldn't say it: "But at Ebotden, Phanesis got an unfinished alchemical potion. ”

"If it is indeed completed, it will be a panacea that has never been seen before, but alas, it only takes a drop of this potion right now to turn a living person into a mutated monster... And I suspect that this potion has fallen into the hands of the Blood Order. ”

The gray-eyed boy was silent, bowing his head and not speaking.

For Luthen, Loren has never been his own bodyguard, but a friend like Isaac and Ain - for himself who came into this world alone, there is nothing more important in this world than a friend.

Or only with their presence, Loren can clearly feel that he is alive, not in a very advanced somatosensory game, the passers-by around him are not NPCs that can be ignored, and everything that happens is not a new copy of an online game or a stand-alone DLC expansion.

Because of them, everything is closely related to themselves, so that they have the motivation to live desperately in this world where there is no real sense at all, instead of trying to see if they can "cross" back by committing suicide.

"Really... I understand. ”

After being silent for a while, the gray-eyed boy suddenly showed a relieved expression: "So if your guess is true......"

"Then we're going to meet with the 'Lord Bishop' soon, and we'll ...... then."

"All you need to do is tell me who you're fighting against!" Lusan interrupted him suddenly, "Lord Loren, I know you've been hiding it to protect the others, including me—but I must tell you, it's unnecessary!"

"Maybe the Earl of Charlotte doesn't know, but since even I was aware of it, then Lord Ain must have found out too... To put it mildly, you may be counterproductive. ”

"I am your bodyguard, Lord Loren. The boy raised his head slightly, and the cold moonlight shone through the ends of his inky blue hair, shining on his increasingly resolute young face:

"You don't need to say much, just tell me where the enemy is!"