Loren Turin...... We meet again. ２３us”

When the smiling young priest in a golden-red church dress walked into the side hall, the black-haired wizard's pupils suddenly shrank.

There was a time when he thought he would never see this troublesome priest again.

Of course, more importantly, in the confrontation at the Wimpal Academy, he really cheated him, and then in the Ancient Wood Forest, he indirectly hindered his plan to establish an "elven parish" - it is conceivable that this Lord Fanecis must have been eager to eat himself alive and burn him at the stake to relieve his hatred.

But what surprised him the most was that Farnes would become the bishop of Ebolden. It is well known how much the priest has a dislike for wizards, and the Church of the Holy Cross has brought this "radical" to the stronghold of the wizarding world...... Has this come to the point where the picture is exhausted?!

"Hats off, Lord Fanesis. Loren, who stood up, bowed his head respectfully, to the unparalleled pride of Alto Bellini on the side: "Or should I call you 'Master Phanestic'?"

"As long as Fanecis can, in the presence of the great and glorious Holy Cross we have no difference. Phanesis, who chuckled, waved his hand slightly and walked into the room like a master: "They are all just humble servants of the Holy Cross." ”

"You may be seated, my two...... Friend. Walking to the center of the long table, Farnesis spoke in an unquestioning tone, "A little more casual, it's just a banquet between friends, isn't it?"

"Of course, Lord Fanesce. Alto Bellini stared at the black-haired wizard across from him with the eyes of a dead man, and the silence of the other man was like a prayer before the death sentence was pronounced in his eyes.

Loren saw something else.

Aalto Bellini invited Farnesis in order to demonstrate and put pressure on him, not only the Bellini family, but also the Holy Cross Church behind him.

To put it simply, it is absolutely impossible for a small wizard to turn the tables in this situation - there is no choice but to obediently hand over Isaac Grantham.

But there's one thing Aalto doesn't know...... An imperceptible sneer flashed across Loren's face.

The alliance between the Bellini family and the Church of the Holy Cross has long been revealed to his venerable Mentor Verllow Bellini, and it is no longer a secret that no one knows.

The only thing that surprised Loren was that the person who came was actually this Lord Fanescre...... At the same time, because of him, his identity was also exposed, allowing Aalto to catch a flaw.

So the people of the Bellini family have already laid an ambush at the South City Gate? Under the long table, the black-haired wizard's right hand was slightly tensed, and his face still maintained the initial surprise, and he humbly bowed slightly to the seated Farnesis.

Calm down, there must be no panic - Isaac is protected by five night watchmen, and even if he can't make a smooth retreat from Ebolden, it will be no problem to ensure his temporary safety.

"I'm here today to settle a conflict. Fanecis spoke softly, and without hesitation turned his gaze to Alto Bellini: "So...... Can you tell me what's going on?"

"Your Excellency Loren Turin, not only did you join the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower under the false identity of 'Ain Rand', but also destroyed a large amount of precious research materials in my private collection as my guest, trying to sabotage my experiments!"

Aalto's expression was like a poisonous snake spitting letters, and his gaze became colder and colder: "But, even so, as a friend, I am willing to give the honorable Lord Loren Turin a chance, and not to expose his lies in front of the patriarchs of the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower, as long as he is still willing to be a member of the Bellini family...... Friends, not enemies. ”

Well, that sounds very forgiving, and very generous. Farnesis bowed slightly, and his burning gaze fell on the black-haired wizard on the other side: "I'm sure Your Excellency Loren Turin wouldn't refuse such a generous offer, right?"

Loren's expression changed slightly, something seemed to be wrong, and the "bishop" of Farnesia in front of him seemed to be a little too ...... Kind.

Based on his understanding of this bishop, Fanecist is definitely not a person who can easily swallow his anger, and he is not worthy of being able to tear himself alive now!

After hearing these words, Aalto on the other side also turned his head suddenly, and looked at the "mild-mannered" bishop in astonishment, how surprised and surprised.

It seems that some accident has arisen that interrupted their plans?

........................ "Steady, don't panic, turn in front and enter the alley." Even though his whole body was tense, the indifferent Edward was still calming Vera beside him with words that were so flat that he couldn't hear his emotions: "They can't detect it." ”

The silent red-haired girl shuddered slightly, clutched the reins in her hand, and nodded without a trace.

The tattered carriage was still moving smoothly on the street, and several people in the carriage were already holding their breath and waiting nervously.

Except for a certain guy......

"Are these people here to arrest me?" Isaac, who suddenly reacted, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth in surprise, looking very proud: "So...... Am I important?"

"It's very important. Holding back his heart that was accelerating wildly, Peter Fasha, who was patient, nodded slightly: "Your life is more important than the five of us!"

"It's my first time...... Well, of course, my own ingenuity should be much more important than some brain-filled potato! Why don't we go out and talk to them, maybe we can make a deal with them or something, like ......"

Before he could finish talking, Peter Fasa finally couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and his round eyes looked at the "genius" in front of him sincerely, and that expression made him feel a little hairy:

"Y-What are you going to do?"

"I really don't want to do that, I really don't want to. Peter's tone was incomparably regretful: "But now I can only say I'm sorry!"

"Huh?!"

Before Isaac could figure it out, Gavin and Ivan, who were sitting on either side of him, hit him in the back of the head at the same time. With a roll of his eyes, he passed out in the carriage.

The carriage skirted the street and cornered into the alley, with walls just barricading the sides of the carriage - if those men were Assassins, now was their best chance!

A few beggars, who had been following the carriage to beg for money, suddenly sped up and followed the alley, looking no different from the pestering homeless people in the street.

If they don't have weapons in their hands......

"They're catching up!" Vera looked at Edward.

"Don't panic. The sword in the indifferent Night's Watch was slightly unsheathed, and the eyes under the hood showed murderous intent: "Wait for Peter Fasha's order." ”

The red-haired girl who gritted her teeth stared straight ahead, and a signal came from the carriage behind her, knocking twice in a row, and then - Vera, who was wide-eyed, flung the reins without warning!

"Drive!"

The tattered carriage made a loud noise as if it were about to fall apart, and the pained pack horses began to gallop.

Sensing that they had been exposed, the Assassins finally stopped hiding and drew their weapons and pounced on the carriage, and a person directly behind jumped up from the side and jumped into the air!

Someone on the roof ?!

Suddenly looking up, Peter immediately pinned Isaac to the ground, and the unconscious genius wizard's head made a "close contact" with the carriage - but also dodged a sword piercing the roof of the car.

Aren't these people here to take him away, but intending to kill him?!

The stunned Peter Fasa had a bit of anger in his eyes: "Edward, do it!"

"Poof!"

The sharp stabbing sword was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and before the assassin on the roof of the car could draw his weapon, he fell in astonishment clutching his blood-spurting neck, and the convulsive corpse rolled off the carriage.

Edward, who had withdrawn his bayonet sword, looked back, and more than a dozen figures came out from behind the walls on both sides of the alley, starting to attack from the front and back, and the night watchman under the hood looked cold.

Ambush!