These two guys......

The apprentice squinted his eyes as he looked at the two guys following Love, and although the other man's face was hidden under the mask so that he couldn't see their faces, he managed to keep his tone as calm as he could, even though the sudden arrival of the other party made him extremely uncomfortable. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Is there something the two adults are looking for me?" Wells stood in a room that didn't belong to him, like a welcoming host who was entertaining guests, showed his own smile, and asked Lynch and Luo Yu, "Although I don't know why the two of you covered their faces, I still think that in the current situation, it is better for us to be honest." ”

As he spoke, he walked to the table in the middle of the hall, picked up the dirty cup on the table, which contained water, and drank it down.

Is this little guy hanging like that?

Lynch was slightly surprised, the aura of this guy in front of him was as weak as a chicken in front of him, but this so-called mage apprentice did not have any timid and restrained appearance at all, on the contrary, he was very strong.

Love silently walked into the other room where he slept, his wife was sitting silently on the edge of the bed, her clothes still a little messy, her head bowed and not saying a word, while he sat next to his wife, also with her head down, her hands clutching the chair, her knuckles white, presumably waiting for the others to do something after they left.

"Oh, by the way," said the apprentice sitting in the chair, as if he had suddenly thought of something, and although he could not see Love, he said to Love in the other room, "Bill, I have brought you something good! a few new clothes! I will send you a new bed later! I will help you renovate your house, too!"

Love looked at the smelly bed of his house, where she was now stinking, with a few new women's clothes.

The new bed is not bad, and will it help our house renovate?

"Thank you very much for your generosity, Lord Apprentice. His heavy mood improved slightly, and he replied.

"Wells," Wells looked at Lynch again, as he stood in front of him, and was noticeably taller, "what the hell are you looking for me?

Lynch gave up looking at whether this so-called apprentice was hiding his strength and pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, he opened his mouth and asked bluntly to the young man sitting in the chair, "Who is the councilor in charge here?"

Before leaving, each councillor will have his own fiefdom, where he can form some of his own forces. But he also has to bear a series of responsibilities such as the safety of the place. The people in the castle first wanted to know if the councillors in their area were likely to have good intentions towards them.

Wells frowned, he was a little suspicious of the identities of the two guys in front of him, but even the people on Mion's side would never ask such a stupid question: "It's my father." He replied simply.

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with this answer.

But this is not the answer that Lynch and others want at all.

"His name. Ying Lan, who was behind Lynch, spoke, and the buzzing and sharp voice made everyone present uncomfortable: "Tell us his name!"

Lynch felt that Ying Lan might be a little impatient.

"Forehead......" The apprentice was stunned for a moment, probably not expecting that the two guys in front of him would not be respectful at all for his answer just now, which made him a little stunned: "Yes...... It is the Welsh MP who is seated. Excuse me, two ......?"

"Take us to him. Ying Lan, who got the answer, stretched out her hand and shook it in the direction of Wells, and the young man sitting in front of him seemed to be holding his throat by something, struggling, grabbing his throat, floating in the air, and then suddenly falling to the ground: "Quick! Move!"

Lynch felt that this so-called apprentice was no different from ordinary people.

"You ......" Wellsliso got up from the ground, and saw the Lovers who were watching behind Lynch and the others because they heard the movement, and looked at the surprised expressions on their faces, and couldn't help but feel a little indignant: "Who are you? It's Mion—"

"We're not," Lynch took off the mask made of Ying Lan and showed his smile to the young man in front of him, but he still showed no mercy in his hand, dragging this guy out of the room all the way: "But you don't need to know who we are, quickly lead the way - or show the way, if the speed is too slow, I will take you." ”

The guy who was being dragged by Lynch didn't dare to make any more movements, and he obediently showed Lynch the way.

Wells was a stubborn and stubborn fellow, a veteran of the council, approaching a thousand years old, even among the generally long-lived mages.

The good news is that as a mage who considers himself to be a "sticker to tradition," Wells has a strong opinion of Mion, and according to the Sunchaper, he is one of the few councillors who are staunchly opposed to her.

Moreover, this guy has many children and grandchildren, and Wells will not care which of the hundreds of descendants has been wronged.

......

In an old castle, Wells, wearing reading glasses, sat on a chair in his study, and carefully flipped through the heavy book on the table, written with twisted runes, and his emaciated face was not wrinkled, but each one seemed to be carved with a knife, which made him look extremely serious and old-fashioned.

A soft knock sounded at the door.

"Come in. He said in a deep voice, his eyes still fixed on the book.

A man dressed as a servant walked into the room lightly, looked down at the wooden floor, and whispered, "Two adults are coming to see you, sir." ”

"Well," said old Wells, looking up, taking off his glasses, and placing them on top of his book, looking at the servant standing still at the doorway. ”

The servant roughly described Lynch and Ying Lan wearing hoods, and since Lynch put on the mask again, he couldn't tell what they looked like.

The other mages in the castle did not rashly test the details of Lynch and the others, just by relying on the breath sense, they could also feel that these two guys were not simple, and they preferred to understand that they were distant visitors who came to visit their master or the leader.

That is, to lie to yourself.

Now there is a lot of noise here, and these guys still don't want to cause more trouble when they face the guy who clearly states that they are not on Mion's side.

"They're coming. Wells whispered, struggling to his feet as he held on to the table.

"Go," he said to the servants, "bring me to them." ”