Elise hadn't returned yet, so after leaving the bathroom, Jeno went to her room alone to look for clothes, an area he hadn't explored yet.

Pushing open the door, the expected horrific scene of spiders crawling through her feet did not appear, and there was not a huge spider web in the room to serve as a breeding ground for the Spider Empress to rest.

"It's cleaner than expected." Jeno glanced at the double bed in the middle of the room, then looked at the quaint wooden wardrobe.

Opening the closet, he finally saw the unexpected clothes except for the black hooded burqa.

However, they are all expensive dresses worn when attending banquets, which are colorful and eye-catching.

Most of them are low-cut tunic skirts, which are said to be trends, and they were also the trend of hundreds of years ago, and now they are worn out in the Renaissance. It is also completely inconsistent with Ruiwen's temperament, and it will be difficult to move when you wear it.

After hundreds of years of evolution, the fashionable clothing of Noxian high society has evolved into a corset-like style similar to military uniforms, where the elements of opulence and nobility no longer prevail, and are replaced by a harsh and cold temperament.

But Jeno didn't really think about it that much, he just wanted to find a dress that Riven could wear.

But the size of Elise's outfit was a bit too small for Riven, and she wanted to force the petite Elise's clothes on the sturdy Riven, but it only broke the stitches and buttons.

After rummaging through all the women's clothes, Jeno turned his attention to the men's clothes in the corner of the closet, and it seemed that he could only settle for a moment.

But after he took off one of his shirts, he turned around and saw a man in a black robe sitting on the tea table.

Quietly, I don't know when it will come.

"Elise, don't say a word when you come back, I didn't enter your room on purpose, I just used clothes for another room, and you won't wear them anyway." At first, Jeno thought it was Elise who had returned, and casually explained the reason for his presence here.

But after he accidentally smelled a wisp of strange fragrance, the whole person instantly became vigilant.

Elise's perfume doesn't smell like this!

He looked at the black-robed man who was sitting silently, and in front of the other party was a rose that had broken off its roots, this rose was very strange, all black, devouring the light that had been sacrificed, and the strange fragrance of flowers also came from it.

After more contact with Zyra Jenna, Jeno has become sensitive to the fragrance of flowers.

Unlike ordinary roses, the smell of this black rose is about to decay, with a rancid smell, which will make the mouth astringent, obviously the smell of black magic.

And the man who brought the flower sat motionless, wrapped from head to toe in a wide robe layered. The person also wears a black mask with an expressionless, cold gaze, and smooth texture, and even the small holes that expose the eyes are covered by black wire mesh, completely obscuring the person's identity. Even his hands were not exposed, all hidden in the sleeves of heavy fabric.

Because of the same black robe, Jeno looked away at first, and didn't pay attention to the difference between this strict black robe and the one on Elise's body.

The man saw Jeno staring at him intently, nodded and sent out a greeting.

"Hello, Mr. Jeno." A female voice came from under the black robe, similar to Elise's voice, but a little less charming and a little more mysterious.

"Hey, should I call you the Faceless One, or should I call you the Pale Lady?"

Seeing that the other party was not here to fight, Jeno sat down on the tea table and talked to her.

The Facelings, the three members of the Upper Trivary Council, represent the Cunning One, one of the targets of Jeno's trip.

The Pale Lady, the leader of the secret society Black Rose, has been entrenched in the Immortal Fortress for thousands of years.

But behind these two identities is the same person, they are both called LeBlanc.

LeBlanc did a lot of things to hide his true identity and confuse the eyes and ears of others, but Jeno was not affected because he was not in her bureau, and he knew that these were all in the picture.

"It's just a code name." LeBlanc said that the sound is ancient and unwavering.

"Why is the lady here?" Jeno smiled, his eyes staring straight at the other's mask, trying to see the other's eyes through the black net of holes, but he couldn't see anything.

Jeno was used to reading words, he could feel the other person's faint gaze, but he couldn't see anything, which made him very uncomfortable.

Seeing that the tea set on the table was clean and the tea cans were complete, he immediately made a cup of tea for LeBlanc, hoping to let LeBlanc take off his mask to reveal his true face in order to drink tea.

"The Black Rose will come into contact with all the talented people who come to us, we are an organization that is hungry for development, and embraces all magic." LeBlanc is a human spirit who has lived for a thousand years, and his speech is not leaky, and he prevaricates in an ambiguous way.

"But I've heard that Black Rose recruits people with petals to lure those who are interested into the depths of the Immortal Fortress, and it is rarely done by the Pale Lady herself, after all, you have much less free time after joining the Trifali Council."

He didn't know how much the other party knew about him, and he didn't know much about the enigmatic LeBlanc either, so he spoke step by step.

Jeno poured himself a cup of tea and drank it for the other to see. Then he poured another glass for the other party and toasted it with his own hands.

"Mr. Jeno is different, and it deserves our personal visit."

In order to show his sincerity, LeBlanc did not refuse Jeno's tea offering, lifted his mask and moved up, and drank the tea in one gulp.

The pale lady, as her name suggests, the part of LeBlanc's skin that is exposed is extremely pale, like a dead person, and a pair of fresh lips are also black purple after the blood has cooled and coagulated, exuding a strange beauty.

Jeno saw that the hot tea made the other's lips redder a little, and his skin became a little more vibrant, but then the mask was pulled down by a black-gloved hand and buckled on the other's face, and he couldn't see anything anymore.

"It's a shame to say that, but in fact this is not my house, but I naturally stand in the position of the landlord. In fact, to put it mildly, the entire Immortal Fortress is the territory of the Lady. ”

After he finished speaking, LeBlanc's tone changed somewhat.

"Does the gentleman think so, too?"

Rarely mentioning a topic of interest to the other party, Jeno looked at the other party. only to find that LeBlanc was still looking at him levelly, mysterious under the smooth mask.

This frustrated him a little.

Jeno calculated the time, and Kung Fu Ruiwen, who had made a pot of tea, should be washed soon, and should send her clothes as soon as possible, so he gave LeBlanc an eviction order: "Madam, I still have someone else to entertain, if it's okay, we'll meet another day." ”

"I've come to you for one thing, and I won't waste much time before I leave." LeBlanc didn't stand up immediately, but added unhurriedly.

Hearing this, the corners of Jeno's mouth curled slightly.

"Then please speak."