Damn am I crazy? I must be crazy!

Somewhere in the Silver Hall, Peter Fasa, who was hiding behind the door, gasped for breath, his sweaty face still in a trance, as if he had been targeted by something terrifying. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Looking around, after carefully confirming that there was no figure around, the young wizard breathed a sigh of relief, and his round eyes widened, cautious like a stray dog that had "run away from home".

In the quiet corridor, Peter could even hear his own gasps and heartbeats, and the cacophony of voices coming from the banquet hall was distantly distant as if it was from another world, and this illusion made him relax a lot.

At least get rid of that person, right?

The young wizard guessed with uncertainty that some dark-haired guy had impressed him too much, and he couldn't believe it.

But isn't that strange? Peter Fasha, who had calmed down, suddenly wondered. The self just now was completely instinctive, and subconsciously wanted to escape. But now that I think about it, what exactly is the point of that?

"I ...... Why run away?"

Peter, who was suddenly confused, had a tangled expression and involuntarily began to talk to himself.

"yes, I want to ask this too, why are you running away?"

Coldly, an equally confused voice came from beside him. Peter, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, stiffened, twisted his neck with a "creak", and a very familiar figure appeared in his eyes.

"......Ahh

Without waiting for Peter to shout, Loren simply pressed him to the ground, covered his mouth with one hand, and frowned: "You don't want to be discovered, right?"

Peter, who was put down, nodded silently.

"Then can you promise not to scream? The main thing is that I don't want to be misunderstood. ”

“......”

"I'll just let you agree. Shrugging his shoulders and chuckling, Loren turned around. The young wizard rubbed his waist and struggled to sit cross-legged on the ground, his expression embarrassed and stole a sneak glance at the black-haired wizard in front of him.

"Can you explain what's going on? If you can explain it. ”

In the face of Loren's inquiry, Peter Fasa's expression became even more embarrassed, and he barely managed to squeeze out a smile, racking his brains to come up with a reason that didn't sound so outrageous: "Uh...... You know, I sneaked in, so it's inevitable that I'll be a little scared when I see acquaintances. ”

"Oh, I see. ”

The black-haired wizard with a "serious face" nodded solemnly, as if he really believed this nonsense: "It's really scared me to death, I thought you were going to plot against it and steal the alchemy potion formula of the Bellini family!"

Peter Fasa's expression couldn't have been more embarrassing.

"Uh... Hahahaha, what are you talking about, how could I possibly do such a thing......"

Before he could finish speaking, the two people who heard the footsteps at the same time looked at the other end of the corridor in a very tacit understanding—the footsteps were getting clearer and clearer, and they were getting closer and closer.

Shocked, Peter Fasa suddenly got up and grabbed Loren by the collar: "Ain, you get out of here as soon as possible, don't delay for a quarter of an hour - this banquet is different from what you think, and if you don't leave, it's too late!"

"Huh?"

"Let's go, if they find out I'm here......"

The footsteps had already reached the corner of the corridor, and Peter Fasha, who turned around and wanted to run, was grabbed by the collar by Loren and thrown into the room behind him, from opening the door to closing the door, simply and neatly, leaving no trace.

Except for a fluorite ring.

Loren, crouched down, picked up the ring and looked at it with a playful expression—just before he came to Ebolden, someone who had threatened him had given him an identical one.

That's a ...... It's getting more and more interesting.

The footsteps stopped behind him, and the black-haired wizard, half-kneeling on the ground, quietly hid the ring in his sleeve.

"Mr. Ain Rand, what are you looking for?"

Ariel's thin voice came from behind, and she looked at him "curiously": "Or ...... What did you find interesting?"

"I just accidentally lost the ring. The black-haired wizard turned around with a smile, fiddled with the "gadget" in his hand, and handed it to the girl in front of him very casually.

"This is ......"

"When I was in Lothair, a priest gave it to me. Loren replied, "A meaningful souvenir, isn't it?"

"Can I give it to Ariel temporarily?" the girl asked softly, her blinking eyes shining with anticipation, "Ariel will definitely take good care of it, and she will never lose it." ”

"Absolutely. The black-haired wizard nodded, glancing out of the hallway, "Let's hurry back to the banquet hall, maybe they've already started." ”

The girl's attention seemed to be attracted by the ring, and she gently tugged on Loren's right wrist and followed him, walking in the direction of the banquet hall, not noticing the dark-haired wizard's increasingly cold expression.

How did she find herself?

Whether tracking or stealing, Loren is confident in his abilities. After being instructed by Ria and the Elven War Dancers in the Grove of Oldwood, he was able to move quickly without leaving a trace.

Even if she was running wildly, it was impossible for the other party to notice her footsteps, let alone footprints - if it wasn't for these, then what did she rely on to keep up all the way?

"It's the smell. ”

Ariel, who had always lowered her head, suddenly spoke softly, "Mr. Ain Rand...... You have a very different smell from you, completely different from those wizards, which is why Ariel can find you. ”

"No...... It should be said that you are different from anyone else, you are special. ”

Seeing the black-haired wizard stop and look at him, Ariel smiled slightly and hugged his right arm tightly: "Let's hurry to the banquet hall, they must have already started." ”

...... As time went on, the atmosphere in the ballroom gradually reached its most exciting moment, and the guests enjoying the food and wine began to talk and ask each other about the time, anticipating the arrival of a young wizard.

Envy or jealousy, Aalto Bellini's research has indeed reached a level of unrivaledness, and even in the history of wizards, there are few discoveries that can match it.

Among the guests present, the most special one was the representative of the Holy Cross Church, who is also the bishop of Ebolden, Lord Nomu. Since I came to the banquet site, I rarely talked to the guests around me, just sat in a corner and kept wiping the sweat from my forehead.

Becoming a bishop of Eberden was bad enough in itself, and now he should be a witness to such a blasphemous creation......

Yes, it was an absolute humiliation - the miracle that belonged to the Holy Cross was now displayed by these wizards before themselves, and then told him very succinctly: "Look, we can do it too." ”

If it weren't for the teachings of the Holy Cross, which did not allow him to commit suicide, Bishop Nomu would have preferred to drown in a stinking ditch rather than set foot in this Silver Hall.

"It sounds really pitiful, but I have some sympathy for the Bishop. The black-haired wizard, who was also hiding in the corner of the banquet hall, took a sip of rye wine: "There is nothing in this world that is more painful than having faith broken. ”

"You come from Lothair, which is the most powerful part of the Church, and you would sympathize with them?" Ariel asked for the first time, a little surprised, "I thought you knew their faces better than the wizards of Lothair. ”

"It's just a matter of facts, and I still have a lot of respect for the Holy Cross. Loren chuckled softly.

"Holy Cross...... It is the most terrible, murderous, and ruthless devil in the world. The girl's bloodless face suddenly became indifferent: "And these extremely stupid believers are all its accomplices!"

Loren was a little surprised by the girl's almost gnashing of teeth, and narrowed his eyes slightly—he seemed to have heard similar remarks from the mouth of another fellow, but it was the opposite of the girl.

Just as he was remembering, there was a sudden shouting and commotion from the crowd, and the melodious music came to an abrupt end. The guards standing on either side separated the guests of the ballroom, leaving a passage in the center.

"Aalto Bellini has arrived!"