Chapter 33: True or False

He had to cut his finger and drip blood on the mirror, which soon showed an illusion, unfortunately he was not interested in looking at his past, just raised his eyebrows noncommittally, "It seems to be true." ”

Enzo felt a little smug, but quickly reacted to another question, "Then you mean that the demon party took a fake illusion mirror?" ”

Lorenzo's face was not good-looking, and he said, "I just said that there is a possibility. ”

Enzo thought it was even more strange. "I don't believe there is such a deception in this world that can deceive you."

Lorenzo recalled, pondered. "As far as I know, there is indeed a kind of spell that can create fake things, vivid, with fake secret arts."

"What?"

"The secret art of the legendary Xitai tribe can imitate anything very strangely and vividly." If so, then she may be in danger.

Enzo thought it was too whimsical, "How do you know that Moro didn't lose the illusion?" There are so many possibilities for these things, Lorenzo, my brother, are you carried away by love? ”

He didn't actually know what the ins and outs of this matter were, so he just said lightly, "Intuition." ”

Enzo thought he was simply crazy, "You haven't always talked about evidence and logic, but now you have started to talk about intuition, your birth talent is not intuition!" ”

"The mirror is very important to her, and she won't be stupid enough to lose it."

Enzo noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with Lorenzo's thinking, so he opened his mouth and scolded, "You be sober, even if she takes a fake one, you can't do anything, someone wants to harm her, you can only stand by and watch." ”

He frowned, "I know. ”

The beautiful and luxurious bedroom was lit with a few long candles reflecting the whole room, and the woman with her clothes faded alone put on a silk pajamas and held the man who was sitting on the edge of the bed buttoning, "So early today? ”

Roland fastened the last button and stood up, "Something happened today." ”

"How do I think you're so cold to me." Adler had a hint of complaint in his voice, looking up at his back reflected by candlelight.

"Nope."

The complaints disappeared and were replaced by a slightly harsh rhetorical question, "No?" Moro has only been out for a few days, and your whole body is scattered. ”

"It's nothing to do with her." Roland's whole person was indifferent, and he sorted out his clothes by himself.

"Nothing to do with her? You, like Eliade, deceive yourself and want to protect her? In the end, it was you who tortured her with your own hands. Adler smiled and wrapped his arms around his waist.

"It's not about you." He ripped Adler's arm open.

Adler poked his waist with his bright red nails, "You better coax the child to go, Roland, have you thought about it, what to do with Ales when you become the leader of the demon party one day and conquer Ales?" Don't tell me you didn't think about imprisoning her for the rest of your life? Or simply put to death? If it were me, I'd just kill her with a sword, so there wouldn't be so much pain. ”

Roland frowned slightly, put on his coat neatly, and then spoke, "I will marry her." ”

Adler sneered, "Heh, can you say that?" Marry her? Will she marry you, the enemy of the race? ”

Roland also sneered back, "What do you think you have the capital to talk to me about conditions?" I'm engaged to Morrow, so why do I have to make a deal with you when I'm already in a secure position? ”

Adler was completely irritated by him, and of course she was irritable enough, frowning with a good-looking brow, but her mouth was full of mean words, "Solid? You shouldn't be an heir, because one heir to Moro is enough, and everyone in the world knows that who looks up to you in this Ales Palace? You are just a hostage of Eliade, a decoration, even if Eliad takes pity on you and lets you get engaged to Morrow, even if you marry her smoothly, no one will recognize you as a leader, everything is Morrow's, Ilyade's wrist You should know, she made Morrow hate him but everything paved the way for Morlo, even the people around him have changed, when it comes to the Demon Party, it will always be Ales, who recognizes your Demon Banquet Alliance? ”

Every sentence is piercing.

Every sentence is a pain point that tortures him.

He frowned and suddenly turned his head to look back at Adler reclining on the bed, "That's enough." ”

It's a pity that Adler didn't plan to stop now, and the sentence was more piercing than the other, "Enough? Of course it's not enough, your Demon Banquet Alliance has been suppressed by Ales and Eliad for twenty years, and what is left in the hands of you, the heir? Kierlandayo, that small territory that couldn't be smaller? What if Morro became the leader of the Demon Party, or if you were arranged by Eliad to marry Morro? How do you deal with the people of the Altiant family? When the time comes, you will go back to Kirandayo like Bowen, and Eliad will only pity you, and fulfill his own reputation by marrying Morrow to you, and you will be satisfied, you are indeed a coward. ”

Roland clenched his fists, revealing a trace of white light from between his fingers, as if he had been suppressed for a long time, "Adler, I don't know what you did, between me and Eliad, the mistress of the current leader?" Now make a deal with me to marry you, but I don't know why you are here? You are the new leader of the Xitai people, and you will do everything for the recovery of the Xitai, including borrowing troops from me. ”

Adler still smiled, but with sadness, "Between you and Eliad? You also think I'm Eliad's lover? Eliad has never touched me, he seems to be always on top of him, ruthless, he can't let go of Vera at all, and he can't forget that Mervis is always just using me and playing tricks, and I'm just a tool for him to make Moro hate him, he pities me, but I don't need him to pity me now, I hate him, but I also love him, I wish I ruined Moro with my own hands and made him regret it for the rest of his life. ”

Hearing her name, he suddenly felt full of guilt, "Let her go, she didn't do anything wrong!" ”

Adler stared at his weak look with even more disgust, "She didn't do anything wrong, it's true, but Vera did wrong, and it's normal for a mother to do something wrong and her daughter bears it." ”

"Moro is not Vera, Vera is dead, isn't Moro suffering enough all these years? What else do you want? He growled.

Adler jumped up suddenly, and his shrill voice even extinguished the candle flame dancing next to him, "What do you want?" Let her repay the suffering I have endured for a hundred years. ”

Roland jerked her down on the bed, "You're crazy. ”

She suddenly laughed, like crazy, "Crazy? Yes, I'm crazy, but which of us isn't crazy? Eliad is crazy, you're crazy, I'm crazy too. Who in this world isn't crazy? Oh yes, Moro isn't crazy, she's always struggling to find the truth, isn't she? I'll give her the truth. ”

Roland looked at her and regained a little consciousness, "Didn't you already give her that mirror?" ”

She also recovered from her madness, and her tone returned to normal, "That phantom mirror is very flawed, and I need to take that fake mirror back to make her believe that what it says is true." I want you to help me. ”

"Why do you think I'm going to help you?"

"Of course you'll help me, for her."