Outside the garden of the Silver Hall, the Bellini family's mansion, a black-feathered eagle perched on a treetop stares at the window of a side hall. Despite being obscured by the ornate velvet curtains, the blood-red eyes of the "Black Feather Eagle" could still see the corners of the black-haired wizard's mouth inadvertently curled.

Loren, Loren, this is about to become your signature move, a teenager named Asriel is secretly amused.

"Shut up. The black-haired wizard cursed in his heart.

Probably because of the alternating relationship between the two souls, he could clearly sense that a certain teenager was teasing him, and he looked at his current embarrassed appearance as if he was watching a play.

That's right, stretched – the word is used here with great precision.

For some unwitting reason, Farnesis seemed to be jealous of the Corona family, which gradually eased the atmosphere in the side hall, and even gave himself room to continue to entangle with them.

But I don't really know what it is, it's a complete bluff. Once they are made aware of it, the situation will only be more dangerous than just now!

What should I do so that I don't let the other party see my bottom line, and I can dig something out of these two people's mouths?

The current situation is that both of them know that the person who rescued Isaac Grantham is themselves, and can probably guess that the affairs of Gutter Alley have something to do with them, but act as if they don't know Isaac as a person, and the core of the topic has always been on their own fake identities and the destruction of Aalto's research materials.

In other words, no matter what the Corona family did, they couldn't tear their faces and arrest themselves, so they could only act to fool things over and test their own or Corona family's attitude?

Well...... If that's the case, then it's simpler.

"Your Excellency Aalto Bellini, I ...... I must apologize to you. Loren stood up suddenly, his expression a little panicked and a little ashamed, no different from the apprentice in the academy who was caught cheating by his mentor:

"Indeed, I am a country wizard from Lothair, and I have a little reputation with us, I have never seen so many wizards before I came to Eberden, and all of them are so talented!

The architecture and people here, as well as all the new and cutting-edge research, the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower and the Library of Ruins...... I know this may be very inappropriate, but for me, as a wizard, coming to this city is the same feeling as when a believer walks into a church!

That's why I inevitably became jealous after seeing you as talented, gifted, and such a wonderful wizard. That's right, Holy Cross bears witness to my sins, and I am jealous of you!

Jealous of your good origins, jealous of the gifts given to you by the Holy Cross, jealous of your prominence at Ebolden and in the wizarding world as a whole! You are like the moon hanging high in the dome, and I ...... I'm a little firefly, jealous of your light that shines in the night sky!

So here, in the presence of the Bishop of Farnesis, I pray for you, and for the Holy Cross, to forgive me for my sins—if not, then punish me!"

The voice echoed in the side hall for a long time, and Loren, who was "trembling", suddenly lowered his head.

It was a gamble in which he voluntarily handed the excuse to two people who wanted to kill him, admitting that he had sabotaged Alto Bellini's experiment.

Of course, just as Fanecscist avoided the important and trivialized, Loren was also "cheating" - neither stating the reason for the falsification of his identity nor acknowledging his relationship with the Assassins, but only attributing "jealousy" to the destruction of Aalto's research.

Since both sides are acting, of course do a full set and leave a way back for yourself.

After listening to his "plea" rhetoric, not only Fanescist, but even Alto Bellini was dumbfounded.

What surprised him was not that Loren Turin would be so decisive, but that a person could really lie and be the same as the truth!

The expression, the gesture, and the attitude...... If it weren't for the fact that the truth was clear, Aalto would have believed it by now!

And Farness, who was sitting on the side, although surprised, was not to the point where Aalto had reached the same level - it was not that he really had such a high level of self-cultivation and tolerance for sudden events, but that he was just "experienced".

That night at the Collegiate Chapel in Wimpal, he had seen with his own eyes how the black-haired wizard with a lot of lies had fooled his bodyguards and the church's horsemen with a story that a bunch of dead people didn't believe.

It was precisely because of this that he was convinced that Loren Turin was also acting, so how could this cunning guy take the initiative to give his excuse to others?

He saw that neither he nor Alto Bellini dared to make a move!

Bishop Ebotden, who had not yet officially taken office, glanced at Alto Bellini on the other side – the only thing that worried him now was the attitude of the heir to the Bellini family.

Because killing Loren Turin here is tantamount to declaring war on the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower!

The Holy Cross Church in Eberton could not afford it...... Fanesis looked at him silently, if the Bellini family was really reckless to this point, then he would have to abandon this "ally".

It is better to give up a great opportunity to take Ebolden than to make an alliance with a fool who will drag himself into the water.

"I, I ......" Knowing that he was the one who was asked for forgiveness, Aalto was sweating profusely, and the violent inner struggle was completely written on his face, and he hesitated.

The whole banquet had already deviated from his original plan, and it had developed into a situation that he definitely didn't want to see - did he really want to take the initiative to "forgive", or even become friends with this Lothair bastard?

Even if it's just a pretend, it's absolutely unacceptable!

"I accept your apology, and...... There's nothing to apologize for, isn't it?" With a modest smile, Aalto slowly got up and raised his glass: "It's nothing surprising that any friend would be jealous of each other—ashamed to say it, but we are only humble mortals under the light of the Holy Cross, not noble saints!"

"That's right!" replied with a slight bow, "Then let's raise a glass together and celebrate the reconciling of a precious friendship!"

Hearing these words, the black-haired wizard, who was ashamed and crying with joy, was at a loss, and hurriedly held his cup in both hands, and drank the wine called "friendship" in a burst of laughter.

............ In the evening, outside the Bellini family mansion.

"How does it feel, I guess the dishes at the banquet must be very tasteful, right?" The Black Feather Eagle landed on the black-haired wizard's shoulder, and the young man's mocking voice echoed in his mind: "That must be a luxurious life that dear Loren can't even think of, and can only be tasted in the dream world!"

"What you say is a completely sick sentence - if I can't even think about it, how can I dream of it?" the sneering Loren wasted no time in retorting: "But one thing you are right, the dishes are indeed very tasteful, beyond imagination." ”

“...... Are you trying to show me that you got it and I didn't?"

The young man's voice was a little depressed: "Then where are we going next, to join your 'night watchman friends'?"

"No, if they succeed, then Peter Fasa will take them directly to Fort Deepwood in Lothair, if not, then we don't know where they are for the time being. So...... Didn't the person who picked us up already come?"

Loren shrugged his shoulders and pointed to the Corona family's carriage parked outside the mansion door, where a servant in a blue robe had already walked up to him:

"In the name of the Corona family, Miss Ariel Corona invites you to the mansion. The servant bowed slightly, humility with a bit of the pride of a big family: "And please leave now." ”

"Can I not go?" Feeling the Black Feather Eagle on his shoulder "protesting", Loren asked tentatively.

"You're going to go, that's Miss Ariel's words. The servant looked up, his face as calm as a puppet:

"Lord Isaac Grantham is already waiting for you at the mansion!"