Chapter 687: Christina's Note

Ivan stretched out his right hand, and the golden wrist wheel slipped out of his sleeve, along with a small note.

It was this little note that had made him uneasy before. Within seconds of his handshake with Christina, a note fell from Christina's lace-covered cuffs into his palm. When did she prepare, and was everything that happened now expected Christina?

The note was neatly folded, but the handwriting seemed to have been written in a hurry.

"Ivan: If you see this note, it means that things have developed to the point where they are not easy to deal with. Between the two bookshelves in the large study there was an armchair under my father's portrait, and when I turned the armchair, the secret door would open and come to me. ”

...... Oh my God! There really is a secret door in the Lorraine Pavilion! Ivan hurriedly stuffed the note into his pocket and subconsciously looked around, there was no one in the room except him. Carlo is on the ground floor, and Ballan is on the ......

My heart sank. What was the big study? He had never been to it before. Go to Christina's side...... Where is Christina? She went out through the gate, she probably didn't come back, did she? In that case, the secret door is likely to lead to the outside......

If it's an underground tunnel, it's probably on the first floor.

With even greater trepidation, Ivan left the room and crept to the top of the stairs, where he found no sign of Barlan or Carlo. He hurried down the stairs, his steps making only a dull noise on the soft carpet, and the hallway downstairs was brightly lit. Hoping not to run into Carlo, he prayed silently.

Where the hell is the big study! The Luolian Pavilion is so big and complicated, and Ivan is terrified with every step he takes, and every second that has passed at this time is incomparably long for him. Where is Carlo now? Where is Barlan now? Could they have discovered the secret door in that big study?

Yes...... It seemed to be a study, and Ivan noticed that there was a silver wooden door with pale gold lines drawing intricate book patterns. He gently pushed the door open a crack, and it was pitch black inside.

Barlan was definitely not there, he searched with such fanfare. It's impossible to leave the lights on. There are also no windows in the study...... Well, it's more likely that there will be no one.

So, is this the study with a secret door?

After hesitating for a moment, Ivan did not turn on the light, but let the wrist chakra in his hand emit a faint white light, fainter than the light of the candle. Carlo's magic perception is not very good. As long as he wasn't in this study, he shouldn't have found out. A hazy white light reflected the silhouette of the bookshelves that filled the walls, the size of a living room, neatly lined with sofa chairs and a coffee table.

Between the two bookshelves...... Oh, it's a portrait! The man in the portrait is dressed up and full of majesty. There is a heavy-looking armchair underneath the portrait...... Yes, this is it!

Ivan looked around again, walked over, turned the armchair around, and the floor moved. After a terrifying grinding sound. The armchair suddenly collapsed, revealing a hollow and a ladder hanging underneath.

It's like a well.

The door to the large study must be soundproof. Ivan didn't forget to close the door when he came in. He waited a little longer, but didn't hear anyone coming. The tunnel under the ladder was narrow enough for one person to pass, and it was surprisingly long. It seemed like he had been walking all night for so long before he finally saw the end of the dark passage.

Climb up the ladder at the end and push open a wooden fence gate, the outside ...... It's still late at night in early autumn. There was a chill in the face. Look around. It's an untended garden, with a jumble of roses climbing the branches of pomegranate trees. It's like an emerald green pergola. Ivan walked under the pergola, the bushes and weeds rattling beneath his feet.

The cool breeze ruffled his hair, and he stopped, a sharp dagger pointed at his back.

Christina ...... What?"

The other party did not answer, and the wind filled the air with the smell of elegant and unique perfume.

"Hey, why did you give me the note? Since you don't believe my words. You should know that I never betrayed you, right?"

"It's not because I believe in you, it's because there's no other way to take the risk. The man behind him smiled, and the atmosphere eased a lot in an instant, and Ivan turned his head. Suddenly, a cool hand pressed close to his cheek and squeezed it hard.

"What are you doing!" he jumped back. Christina still held a short sword in her right hand, and her light purple curls rose in the wind like a rain of scattered flowers.

"Don't be so loud, this is still the Luolian Pavilion. Christina spun her heel and turned sideways to point to the ornate building that was not far away. She was wearing a noble dress skirt with a corset, the layers of skirts reached her feet, and she had to take care of the skirt even when she turned around, "Why did you come here, I heard that you went to Alcatia City?"

"You-" Ivan was stunned, "uh, news from the Augustan Chamber of Commerce?"

"Oh?" Christina covered her mouth in surprise, "Could it be that 'Star' has told you everything about us?"

Christina is still very well informed, and it is also the presence of a wizard like Clarence, it is not difficult to pass on the news secretly. However, there are many things that even the Augustan Chamber of Commerce did not know about. Ivan nodded sternly, "'He' is very worried about you, but he is very badly injured......"

Christina's eyes widened.

“...... I won't be able to explain it to you for a while, but anyway, I've heard that things aren't going well here. The 'Little Witch' is in Arcatia City, and she says that many merchants don't want to go to the desert anymore, and the Feather Clan doesn't want to stay here, and the alliance seems to be ...... It's like trying to track down the whereabouts of the wizards. ”

"Not normal? No, it's normal. Christina rolled her eyes at the night sky and stroked her long hair, "You know, right?" The Feather Clan has also noticed it, right? Maybe the Demon Mentor Alliance will take this opportunity to control all the countries and establish an unshakable dominance like the Yellin Church did back then. Look at your Inquisitor's attitude towards me, do you have the Kingdom of Pharatland in mind?"

"That guy, I hate him too. Ivan couldn't help but cover his face, "However, I heard that they want to find Laxis...... They say Laxis is missing, right? because of an illegal sorcerer or something. ”

"Flotica has a very good reputation in the kingdom of Phatland, and it is not bad in other countries, and many people will not believe it if she dares to call Laxis a traitor!" Christina took a step back, her ocean-blue eyes slowly scanning her surroundings.

"Actually, I think it's strange that the Magic Alliance hasn't done much so far, and those supporters of Borenfuz won't want to do it just because Borenfuz is dead, right?" (To be continued......)