"Danger always happens the moment you feel safest. ———— Thieves' Codex

The next day, a faint golden glow appeared on the horizon, which meant that the afterglow of the storm would not stop for some time to come.

The Château of the Lantyston family, as it is close to the River Fee, is filled with undercurrents, although it flows gently on the surface.

Count Zod's sickly constitution grew heavier as he drew closer to death, and he was awake only one or two days a week, and it was usually only then that he did not behave like a patient who had been bedridden intermittently for more than ten years.

Tuz, who had been waiting in front of the Earl's door early in the morning, gently pushed Luo Lan, who was yawning, from behind, reminding him that he would show a son in front of Count Zod.

Luo Lan pursed his lips, didn't he know that this was the opportunity to perform, but as a Rendit, he had to make such a move that was in line with his heart.

He first rubbed his eyes, trying to shake off his listless side, then glanced disdainfully at the demented "brother" standing beside him, and then shook his shoulders and straightened his body as much as possible.

Beneath the loose surface, in fact, he has been in a state of vigilance.

In fact, his move to switch identities with Lundit was quite risky.

Maybe no one in the Lantiston family can see through their true identity, but the evil thieves are not so easy to fool, they will eventually see that "Luo Lan" shows a certain strange situation, the thieves group composed of strict organization and many masters is not lacking in imaginative people, they are like a sharp axe hung with silk threads, hanging above Luo Lan's head, which may be broken and fallen anytime and anywhere.

When that time comes, though......

The door to the earl's room slowly opened.

Luo Lan's spirit withdrew from his thoughts, staring at the deep and dark porch behind the door, the dark and oppressive feeling couldn't help but remind him of the suffocating cave four years ago, and the tall figure in the cloak appeared in front of him again.

His body shuddered slightly, and although the man had taught him all the skills and laws of survival in this world, he was not willing to be a tool that would hide in the dark forever and be used and dominated, and he would try to break the shackles that bound him.

Thinking of this, he involuntarily touched the faint pain on his body, and his ears seemed to echo the monotonous command and the sharp sound of the thorn breaking through the air.

That brutal devilish training took only one year to completely change him who had crossed over.

However, it also carved an indelible mark on my heart.

He had sworn countless times in the moonlight that no matter what the cost, he would do everything in his power to get rid of it all.

And that's exactly what he did.

At this moment, he was keenly aware of a hostile gaze falling on him, a young servant who had come out of the earl's quarters.

Maybe because he was too young, the other party looked like a shy big boy, although there was no sign on his face, but how could the hatred in his eyes be mixed with a flash of Luo Lan's meticulous observation?

Luo Lan frowned, swept over the other party's delicate appearance, and a thought suddenly rose in his heart that made people vomit......

What did Molferendit do to him?

He secretly scolded the beast, then quickly twisted his head away, not daring to look at the other again.

The young servant's voice sounded, "Lord Count said that today he just wants to talk to Young Master Theos alone. ”

Talk about it alone?

Brain-dead vs. semi-disabled?

I wonder how Count Zodd will react when he discovers that his long-awaited son is not much better than himself?

Luo Lan's mind was in the middle of a scene of big eyes to small eyes, and he finally realized where the cruel pleasure of Lundit came from.

He suddenly found that he liked to hide and watch other people's good shows, just like in his previous life, he was on the road and watched the fights with others, this kind of self-concern and schadenfreude mentality did not disappear because he changed his body, but was magnified again.

He couldn't help but want to laugh, and immediately touched his nose and coughed as if to hide it.

However, a cold, slightly annoyed voice pushes him to the position of another protagonist.

"Lundit, I'm going to talk to you alone!"

Agnes was standing three or four meters away looking at him coldly, her beautiful cheeks a little pale, her eyes filled with a bit of anger, and her hand pressed tightly against the knight's sword on the right side of her hip.

Alone again?

The eyes of the surrounding servants all focused on the two of them at once, and it seemed that the young master's interest was not only in men......

Luo Lan secretly exclaimed, looking at this posture, is he here to trouble himself?

Could it be for his own marriage to her?, he subconsciously looked at Tuz, who shook his head at him.

He had to pretend to shrug his shoulders lightly and said, "How can I refuse the lady's invitation." ”

Agnes snorted heavily, and turned to walk across the hallway.

Because of last night's heavy rain, the stone walls in the corridor were covered with pale gray wet marks, and the morning light penetrated through the wall windows discharged in turn, and the footsteps of the two people were felt clearly here.

Agnie's back is graceful and dynamic, the hair tied up at the back of her head swaying gently as she walks, and it is full of rhythm, revealing a white neck that is also delicate and shiny.

The knight's outfit accentuated her slender waist, and her slender legs contained a youthful spirit that could not be concealed.

Luo Lan narrowed his eyes slightly, touched his chin and looked at this moving figure presumptuously, and secretly said that if such an outstanding girl is really included in the room, it is also a good choice.

In the middle of the masction, Agnes in front of her suddenly stopped, and then was about to turn around.

The long-trained Luo Lan was about to brake, but he rolled his eyes, pretended to be unable to stop and leaned forward.

He immediately came into contact with a soft, elastic body.

Before he could enjoy a moment of tenderness, Agnes frowned, took two small steps back in disgust, drew her sword a little, and said angrily, "What did you say to my father last night?"

Sure enough, he came to Xingshi to ask for sin.

It was obvious that Tuz was pretending to be garlic just now, and Luo Lan couldn't help but curse secretly.

He coughed and said, "What?"

"Don't try to lie to me!" Agnes snorted, "I won't marry you...... A man like you!"

Luo Lan's spirit suddenly perked up when he heard this, and he suddenly realized: "It turns out that you are worried about this, hehe, don't worry, in fact, I like women, if you don't believe it, I can prove it to you immediately......"

Agnes blushed and gritted her teeth, "Shut up!" she reached out to draw ......her sword as her eyes moved towards Luo Lan's lower body.

Damn, this girl is too fierce.

Isn't it just a flirtation?

If it's the real Rendit, I don't know if it's broken......

Luo Lan's biggest annoyance was that he couldn't expose his martial arts, in such a critical situation, he stepped forward extremely quickly and hugged Agnie in his arms, the latter obviously didn't expect him to make this move, she was stunned and was already embraced, she immediately struggled violently, the strength was surprisingly large, and the two of them lost their balance at the same time and crashed into the wall next to them.

Luo Lan took advantage of the situation and used a bit of ingenious strength to tightly press this plump and moving body.

Agni, caught between the wall and him, struggled and writhed.

Luo Lan remembered how Agnes teased him when he first entered the castle, and now he had a sense of revenge.

It was only under such close friction that a fiery sensation quickly rushed to his lower abdomen, and although he had been trying his best not to let Agnes pull out the sword, he couldn't help but unsheath it.

Agnes let out a low exclamation, apparently sensing something unusual.

At this moment of entanglement, Luo Lan inadvertently caught a glimpse of a bright light in the corner of his eyes, and suddenly a chill surged up his spine.

All the heat subsided as quickly as if it had been watered with ice water.

There was also a brief pause in his movements.

Agni, who was extremely ashamed, suddenly felt a lighten of pressure, and without thinking, she drew her sword and stabbed at the hateful person in front of her.

In an instant, Luo Lan turned a few thoughts in his mind.

He pretended to be scrambled and fell backwards, the blade grazing his cuffs and making a cut in his forearm.

Several exclamations rang out from outside the hallway, and a few passing maids apparently saw the scene.

Agnie was stunned for a moment, then glared at Luo Lan fiercely, and without saying a word, she bit her lower lip and ran away from the corridor.

"Look what, get out of here!" Luo Lan clutched his arms and yelled.

The maids were so frightened that they scattered in all directions

It wasn't until he was sure that there was no one else around him that Luo Lan cautiously leaned towards the corner, he took a deep breath, bent down, and looked down at an angle that was not as well as the light.

It was a prism for thieves, it was emitted by the bright light just now, it had a protruding corner behind it, it could be placed firmly in the corner of the wall, and the specially treated obscure surface would only work under certain lighting, and there was only a small refraction angle, so that the target could be observed from a great distance as long as it was refracted by several identical mirrors.

Obviously, everything that happened just now was under the watchful eye of someone else.

He breathed hard a few times, could it be that the thieves had noticed him?

A few drops of scarlet blood flowed down his arm and onto the ground, emitting a dangerous aura.

His face was gloomy.

Little did he know that an even bigger crisis was looming at the moment.

Rundit stood blankly in Count Zod's room.

For this son, whom he had never met, the good intentions that Count Zod had prepared gradually turned into consternation.

Especially at the first sight of him, the Count frowned, and said something that seemed to be both puzzled and affirmative: "This is my son!?" he shook his head and said, "Elmi, go and get something sharp." ”

When the young servant heard this, he immediately pulled the bell on the wall, and a middle-aged servant appeared behind the door on the other side of the room, and after a while, he walked in with a dinner knife.

The Count was still staring at his demented son in his seat, his eyes full of suspicion. It's not because this son looks very similar to the eldest son, but because the person in front of him feels too familiar to him.

"Unfasten the clothes on his chest. ”

A prismatic imprint is clear enough to be exposed to air.

Zod closed his eyes, and after a while opened them again, "A slash." ”

Almost at the moment when the chest was cut, the wound slowly returned to its original state.

Zod leaned back in his chair slowly, a sharp light flashing in his eyes, not at all like an old man who was nearing the end of his life

"Call Lundit, I suddenly want to see him now. ”