Click, click.

The cold wind of the night swept mercilessly through the flames that were about to be extinguished, and the crunch of the last few burnt branches cracked, and it seemed that the silence would soon fall silent in this seemingly forgotten corner of the garden.

The dawn had not yet come, and the chill of the autumn night had reached its deepest point, drying up the sweat, leaving the creepy bones that invaded the skin like a winter day, and the heart that was almost frozen.

"Yes...... Talk?" Ivan repeated sneeringly, not holding out much hope, Carlo's eyes still as cold as before.

"Where's Balran?" asked Carlo solemnly.

"He didn't come out...... When the house collapsed, he seemed to be buried inside. ”

The answer had already been thought of on the way, and Ivan came straight to them, his mind constantly reproducing the last of Barran's face, like the remains of a mad painter. He also saw the guards and servants hiding in the garden from a distance, facing the Lorraine Pavilion, as if attending a funeral.

It's time for everything to come to an end.

"I'm not going to say anything like that, it's not about me, though, I have a last resort, even if you think I killed Balran. Ivan took a breath of cold air, "I'm not like you, but I don't want to be your enemy." ”

"What's the use of saying that......"

Christina, who was slumped on the dirt floor, frowned angrily and slumped her shoulders as if she felt helpless.

Ivan continued.

"I did have a connection with the Unlawful Magus, before. While looking for Aisha, they met their companions. It's also true that I want to protect Miss Villiers, and I don't know what to tell you. Anyway, I know you have your principles. If only you would believe me one more thing...... Miss Villiers...... It's not a bad person, you let her go. Ivan glanced at Christina.

"She saved me, and she saved Aisha and ...... Sister Xiulin, it was when the demons invaded before......"

The corners of Carlo's eyes twitched inadvertently, and her gaze shifted to Christina.

Then, he shook his head.

"No, I can't. ”

The unequivocal answer was like a blow to the head. It made Ivan dizzy for a while, and he couldn't help but hold his breath.

"So what the hell do you want to do? Get Miss Villiers and me back? Do you have to do this?"

Ivan's voice was sour. yes, I have known for a long time that it is useless to say anything. Hasn't that guy Carlo always been so brainless? But, even so......

"Shut up!"

Finally, Christina staggered to her feet, holding her knees. Ivan looked at Christina in surprise. Thought she was angry. However, she only showed a very worried look.

"I don't understand the relationship between you people! If it's a friend, isn't mutual trust a matter of course?If it's not a friend, then what's there to say!" Christina clutched the hem of her skirt and moved step by step, her tone was completely unrelentingly stern.

Carlo didn't stop her right away, and seemed to be listening to her carefully.

"Ballan is buried in the rubble, is he? dead, are you? You heard everything Ivan's and I said, right? Actually, I am not a companion to this indecisive fool, we just have some common goals at the moment, and it doesn't matter if you know. Plante, you have your principles. I also have my principles. I don't want to reason with someone like you who doesn't know how to be flexible—"

Christina's clenched fists trembled.

I just want to tell you if you insist on carrying out your mission. I, I'm not going to let you go!"

"Hey, Villiers......" Ivan noticed that Christina's face was very ugly.

"Didn't you hear you shut up?" Christina yelled, "Really, what's this called!"

As she spoke, she slowly moved behind Ivan, and Carlo kept an eye on her back. If Christina just leaves, will Carlo make a move?

What should I do at such a time?

That's right...... Christina was right.

After calming down, Ivan also had to admit that many times, there is no such thing as a perfect ending. Wanting to hurt no one just because you don't have the courage to bear the pain in your heart is in itself an irresponsible escape.

He can escape with Christina, after which Carlo will tell the whole Wizard Alliance. Carlo is a subordinate of Attel Hernos, and he will be at his disposal no matter what.

For Ivan, Yatel was one of the most dangerous enemies.

"...... Carlo Plante"

Finally, I would like to try again.

"Princess Angel Victoria Electrics is gone. ”

The night sky is dyed with a magnificent fiery red.

"What I said is true, I saw it with my own eyes. I remember, you were there to protect her...... Now she's gone...... Your mission...... What is the mission of a knight?"

Swish!

The lightning that erupted from the flames converged into a sickle-like form in an instant, and fell from the sky without warning. Carlo stepped forward, and the scepter was raised high. His face was still expressionless, but the beating thunder was like a burning rage.

Christina was unexpectedly shoved and staggered to her knees, and before she could react, a screeching continuous explosion sounded behind her.

She turned her head suddenly, stunned.

"I didn't expect you to be so impulsive, I have a better control over magic than you. ”

Calmly speaking such cold words, Ivan grabbed the scepter in Carlo's hand with his right hand, and the golden light as soft as water waves fused with the flickering thunder and lightning around him in a strange way, spreading out from his wrist like a blooming firework, a blooming flower. Ivan and Carlo looked at each other as if through a translucent wall covered in patterns.

Carlo jumped back suddenly, and at the same time Ivan let go of his hand in time and took a slight step back. Then, the walls suddenly dispersed, and the dazzling shadows chased after Carlo like a flock of flying eagles. Before Carlo's feet touched the ground, the shadow was already in front of him.

The sound was almost like a metal collision, and Carlo blocked it with his scepter, spun around to dodge. Ivan stretched out his right hand, and the magic of light gathered in his hand stronger and stronger.

Carlo hurriedly stepped back, the charred branches scattering with a clatter. Behind him were all such indiscriminate bushes and bushes of different heights, which would be inconvenient to move, and once he distanced himself, Ivan, who was good at controlling magic, had an advantage.

Carlo stood still, clenching the scepter as if he were holding a knight's sword.

However, he did not hide it at all and rushed directly towards Ivan. (To be continued......)