The square castle was bustling at night, with servants busily carrying food and drink, serving the feast that was taking place, and the moonlight in the sky was obscured by dark clouds from time to time, and soon after, a hazy light swept in, enveloping a spotted falcon that had fallen on a tall oak tree like an owl.

But the "owl" was clearly much smarter than normal, clinging sideways to the trunk of a tree, and staring at the adjacent enclosed tower room through the narrow window without blinking.

There is only one window in the room, and the inlaid glass is not pure, looking in through the window, only two figures, one large and one small, can be seen standing in front of the window facing each other, under the light of the candle, as if two human-shaped torches wrapped in yellow light.

The field of vision is obstructed, but the sensitive and unique hearing can still hear some faint words coming from inside the room, not loud, but clear.

"Of course, Miss Tara, this is a potion that we have carefully concocted, and if you let him drink it, he will immediately like you."

There was a hint of solemnity in his calm voice, but the meaning in his words was obviously not a good thing.

"This medicine has a unique smell, Miss Tara, you can disguise it as a drink and offer it to him, and then you must see him drink it and stay in the room for a while, and you have to take a sip yourself, so that he can see you at first sight after the effect of the medicine, then he will like you."

"Wouldn't it hurt anything?"

The little girl's voice was hesitant.

"And does it really work?"

"Of course it works."

The voice of the red-robed monk spoke: "We have been selling this potion to the rich ladies there for many years in Essos, Miss Tara, this is our specialty, and there are not a thousand but hundreds of people who have drunk this medicine, and there will be no mistakes." ”

"Will they all fall in love with each other after drinking? Have there ever been any accidents? The little girl asked repeatedly.

"Yes, it's exactly the same as I said. And there were no surprises. The other party replied patiently.

"That's good, that's good." The little girl easily believed this, but still hesitated.

"But what if he doesn't drink it?"

"You can claim that this is a wine made by your own hands, and you want the lord to help you taste it, as a cultured nobleman, he will not refuse you. Or you can ......"

The red-robed monk in the house offered some tricks, all of which were listened to by the "owl" outside the house, and finally it tilted its head, feeling a thought coming from the bottom of its heart, so it suddenly flapped its wings and flew away.

As if hearing a sound, the red-robed monk in the room suddenly looked out of the window at this time, but the difference between the inside and outside light made him see nothing abnormal at all, so he didn't care, but opened his mouth and gave a final admonition.

"Remember, Miss Tara, you must see him drink it with your own eyes, and wait a while, or it will be in vain."

"I remember!"

……

In the banquet hall on the other side, Lan Li still had the same face as Lan Dao beside him. Tully talks about a number of issues about their Order, including the mission, as well as some issues related to the nobility.

"One of Count Luo Wan's cousins was killed by that bandit, so he hired us to help chase down the murderer in Jiaoling."

"Why didn't he send someone himself? Afraid that I will stop it? ”

"Count Rowan thinks that Lord Tully will not cooperate with this matter because of his old feud."

"Old feuds? Then Matus really put gold on his face. He's just afraid that I'll hold their family accountable for a bad debt, you know, Lord Lanli, I used to have a small piece of land near Golden Tree City......"

Judging by the looks alone, Lan Dao. Tully was a rigid and serious man, with features as hard as carved in stone, and a smile rarely seen on his face, and when he spoke to him, Lan Li found that his temper was indeed as foul and hard as the rumors suggested, and he did not know how to hide his words.

However, this kind of person is easier to deal with in a sense, and Lan Li prefers to communicate with this kind of person than those hypocritical guys who have different hearts.

As for Earl Tully, the man in front of him was just a young knight with a noble status, who might have some ability, but he didn't pay much attention to it, just thinking that it would be best for him to help train his son, and if he couldn't help, he would eat and drink well, and then don't let him have an accident at home.

But the more he got back, the more Count Tully felt, how could it be so comfortable to communicate with this young man?

A sentence back and forth, he didn't feel the slightest hypocrisy, and the other party didn't have any concealment, his temperament was calm but humorous, and many words could be said to his heart-

This was a special treat, and even at first he was able to take care of the young knights of several other knights in the banquet, but then he completely ignored those boring people, and even the countess on the side secretly poked him several times without getting a response, and finally he could only call the knights at home to come forward and talk, so as not to make the scene too embarrassing.

Obviously, Count Tully would not have imagined that Lan Li, who had some kind of spiritual talent, was actually very capable in diplomacy, but he was too lazy to use it under normal circumstances.

As for why he uses it now, it is naturally because he wants to inquire about some news.

For example, some information about the red-robed monk, and for example, some recent developments in Jiaoling.

Those red-robed monks were hostile to him, and Lan Li first guessed if they really had some means of probing and recognized themselves as "doors", so he sent a falcon that he had trained for many years to find out the news-

Relying on the psychic moment, he had trained several of these eyes and ears in the sky over the years, and he would bring one or two with him every time he went out, but he usually didn't call them down.

And then as he observed, he found that the truth was not so,

Although the hostility of those red-robed monks is a little inexplicable, it is obviously not the kind when facing the "big villain", but it seems to have been premeditated for a long time-

But if they recognized that they were premeditated behind the door, why didn't they ambush them halfway, but instead waited for themselves to arrive at this corner tomb?

They don't really recognize what they are.

Lan Li is sure of this.

But why would he be hostile to himself, and even plan to use the little girl to plot against himself?

He had some guesses, but he wasn't sure, so he was ready to fight back.

And his means of retaliation are very simple -

"Master Tully, after the feast, I want to invite you to a good show."

Under the strange gaze of the other party, Lan Li said.