"How is little Phoebe doing, I heard that he has been with you for a while in Yuyao Valley and has done some interesting things?" the old man asked in a slow voice, squinting his eyes.

"Well, he's safely returned to the Empire from the Valley of Yaoyao, but it doesn't seem to be having a good time at the moment. Listening to what he meant, it shouldn't be clear about Phoebe's recent situation, Han Shuo couldn't help but explain.

"What's going on?" the old man asked with some concern, frowning.

"Teacher, that's what happened. Lawrence hurriedly spoke, preemptively described what happened, and said with a wry smile: "You also know that the little junior sister doesn't like to trouble people, and she hasn't told me about this kind of thing. ”

"This old fellow is getting more and more rampant, and I dare to be so presumptuous even though I know that Phoebe is my apprentice, it seems that I should talk to him. The old man's face was angry, and he snorted softly.

When Lawrence saw the old man angry, not only was he not anxious at all, but he showed a hint of joy, and hurriedly said: "Teacher, you also know that my father's health is getting worse and worse, and now several of my brothers are preparing, and the Duke has spared no effort for Charles, and he dares to do this is indeed not to give the teacher face." ”

Han Shuo was silent, his eyes patrolled around the faces of the two of them, and he suddenly understood something in his heart, and then he was even more silent.

The old man chuckled, looked at Lawrence thoughtfully, nodded and said, "I know in my heart, okay, let's not talk about these things for the time being, since you came to see me, can you bring good wine?"

"Of course, I won't dare to disappoint you!" Lawrence smiled, took a crystal like jade bottle, which contained a blood-red wine, and respectfully handed it over, "This is a special wine from a small town in the Cassie Empire, called Red Rui Blood, teacher, please taste it." ”

From the many liquors placed in the waiting hall, Han Shuo knew that Lawrence's master must be a lover of wine, and now that he saw it, it was indeed the case.

With a move in his heart, Han Shuo remembered the fine wine brewed by the dwarves in the Dark Forest, thought for a moment and took out a bag of wine from the spatial ring, and also handed it to him respectfully, and said with a smile: "This bag of wine is brewed by the dwarves in the Dark Forest, it may not be very precious, but it is much stronger than some fine wines in the Empire. ”

As soon as Han Shuo said this, the old man looked at Han Shuo with interest, picked up the bag of wine, unscrewed it and smelled it, and immediately smiled and nodded to Han Shuo: "It's a child with a heart, the wine brewed by the dwarves is naturally not bad, just smelling this smell makes me feel it." ”

With a wave of his hand, the old man took the wine handed over by Han Shuo and Lawrence, and said, "Okay, Lawrence, I have written down your affairs, you guys leave, I'll drink first." ”

Han Shuo was surprised, he didn't know what was going on, but Lawrence glanced at Han Shuo and motioned to Han Shuo not to ask so much, just leave with him.

Then, Lawrence took Han Shuo to the hall where Bollands was staying, and when Bollands saw Han Shuo appear, he stared at Han Shuo with a glittering gaze and said, "Can you tell me, how do you know how to use murderous aura?"

"This is a martial art I cultivated, I can't explain it to you, I'm sorry!" Of course, this kind of magic skill secret technique couldn't tell him, Han Shuo replied very frankly.

"Grandpa Bolands, we'll leave first, the Rose Garden is bothering you to take care of the old man. As Lawrence passed by Bollands, his steps suddenly became faster, and he did not seem to be accustomed to the pungent smell of blood on Bollands.

"By the way, your name is Brian, right?" As Han Shuo and Lawrence returned the same way, Bollanz suddenly asked.

After a slight pause, Han Shuo glanced back at Bollands and replied politely, "Not bad!"

Nodding, Bollanz tugged at the corners of his mouth and said, "We'll see you again, I like the smell of you, hehe, that evil aura!"

Han Shuo was stunned, and was about to say something, but he was dragged away by Lawrence, and disappeared into a place in a few steps.

Under Lawrence's guidance, the two returned to the silent hall above, exhaling lightly, Lawrence explained: "My master's name is Carola Ascot, he has the strength of a sword master, has made outstanding contributions to the empire, has a very high reputation in the empire, can go directly in and out of the palace, my father trusts him very much. Although I was his apprentice, I was puzzled by the fact that he did not explicitly support me.

Well, but I know that he loves his little sister Phoebe very much, and even this rose garden used to be owned by the Buster Trading House, because he had an old relationship with Phoebe's father, and for some special reasons, after Phoebe's father died, this rose garden became managed by my master, and then my master handed it over to me.

Grandpa Bollanz used to be a famous killer, and Old Rage was his personal disciple, and for some reason he followed my master, and the smell of blood on his body was so strong, I think you must be able to imagine how many people he killed. Whenever I get close to him, I can't help but want to vomit, so I stay away from him, otherwise if I do throw up, I think he must be very unhappy. ”

Although Lawrence is Corolla's apprentice, perhaps because of his status as a prince, the focus of his learning is not martial arts, but various strategies and military talents, so his strength does not seem to be very superb, and it is normal to feel uncomfortable in the face of a character like Bolands.

Although he had known that Phoebe's master must be extraordinary, but after confirming his identity through Lawrence, Han Shuo was still shocked, as a member of the dark curtain, coupled with Han Shuo's deliberate investigation, now he has a good understanding of some of the things in the empire, and a thunderous figure like Corolla Ascot naturally will not have heard of it.

Carola Ascot was born a commoner, but he was a genius, graduated from the Babylonian Swordsman Academy with the fastest speed and the best results, traveled the continent with the strength of a high-level swordsman, and became famous after a hundred battles in various countries, and when he returned to the Lancelot Empire, he already had the strength of a great swordsman.

Then invited by His Majesty of the previous Empire, he taught as the dean of the Babylonian Swordsman Academy, and when the war broke out in the Lancelot Empire, Corolla not only cultivated many talents for the Empire, but also personally defeated several provocative powerhouses of the enemy country.

At the peak of his prestige, he resigned from the position of the head of the Swordsman Academy, and went to the deepest part of the dark forest for ten years, when the empire was facing the invasion of the Cassie Empire, Carola appeared with the strength of the Sword Master, killed three great swordsmen of the Casslot Empire in a row, boosted the morale of the Lancelot Empire, and made the Lancelot Empire win that battle.

For many years to come, all the people of the empire, including His Majesty the King, regarded Carola Ascot as the patron saint of the Lancelot Empire, and although he did not have a formal position, he could influence the decisions of His Majesty, and several of his disciples were in politics or the army, but they had great power.

"It's actually him, no wonder!" these messages went through Han Shuo's mind, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

"This time I will show you him, that is, let him know you, as long as you leave a good impression on him, by his kind words in front of my father, your soaring will not be far away. Lawrence said with a cautious face.

"I see what you mean. Han Shuo nodded with a smile.

"Let's go, I'm done, I'll take you to have a good time now. Seeing that Han Shuo understood, Lawrence didn't say anything more, and dragged Han Shuo out of this silent and unattended place to the most lively area of the bustling rose garden.

"Master Lawrence, do you need to open a separate room?" a middle-aged man wearing a well-fitting butler uniform who should be the steward of the rose garden asked with a smile after seeing Lawrence.

"Of course, it's the room I always ask for, to arrange the best service for me, to make my friend happy. Lawrence commanded boldly.

Suddenly, Lawrence's face changed, and he looked in the direction behind Han Shuo, his originally happy expression looming murderous.

"Hi Lawrence, I'm glad I met you. A voice of greeting suddenly came from behind Han Shuo, sounding full of joy.

Turning around, Han Shuo saw a richly dressed young man who was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, walking over with several pleasure seekers who could tell at a glance that they were of noble birth. The young man was slightly taller than Lawrence, handsome and tough, and walked with the awe-inspiring aura of a superior person.

The pleasure seekers around him, obviously led by him, looked at him with a flattering smile on their faces, and bowed slightly, which further set off his noble status.

"Hmph, I don't want to see you. Lawrence's face was not very good-looking, and he looked at this man coldly.

"Hehe, Lawrence, you are becoming more and more rude now, according to the rules of the Empire, you should at least greet me when you see me, right?" The tall young man looked at Lawrence teasingly, and said with a smile.

His cheeks trembled, Lawrence first glared at the person hatefully, and then said helplessly: "I have seen His Royal Highness the Great Prince." ”

(To be continued)