Shaman from Afar

Soon, the dark-haired wizard accompanied the lady of the Corona family through the garden outside the mansion and into the silver hall where the banquet was held.

The fluorite lamp on the luxurious gold-plated chandelier makes the hall bright as day. There are long tables with light blue on both sides of the hall, tableware in sterling silver gleaming under the candlestick, and the lights are imaginative.

The robes of the men, the jeweled women, the sound of strategizing intertwined. Footsteps and talk and laughter are intertwined, and melodious notes come from the corners around the hall, accompanied by the melody of the lyre, which is dazzling.

On the left side of the magnificent hall are exquisite murals, and on the right side is a large floor-to-ceiling window. The guests in the banquet hall enjoyed the extravagant feast, and when they looked back, they could see the laughter in the garden and the quiet Ebden under the night sky.

Dreamy, like a death.

Loren walking into the hall did have an illusion of being in a previous life at that moment, as if everything he saw in front of him was just the text he had read and the picture he saw.

But it was only a moment.

Ariel always kept close to the dark-haired wizard, holding his shoulders tightly and refused to let go, as if the other party would disappear as soon as they let go. Loren, who twitched at the corner of his mouth, had to look elsewhere, carefully watching the crowd around him.

Even in the banquet hall, the guards are all around, and you can see one almost every other window, and there are also people around to pick up shifts, which means that the actual number of these guards should be in front of you. Two to three times.

Well-made leather armor, a broad sword of moderate length, and a crossbow on the thigh. Although not counted carefully, the pace of almost every guard is almost the same, and the slight difference can be negligible-these guards are definitely not the same as the city guards, all are genuine mercenaries.

Eboden is different from Lotel. The vast majority of the nobility here do not have their own territory, so there are no vassals and territories. The mercenary regiments who have been on the sea with the ocean fleet all the year round and even participated in wars in other territories are theirs. " standing army".

Although the mercenaries are nominally loyal to Ebden ’s Freedom Council, they do not mind working for a noble who can afford it—the Bellini family is one of the richest nobles in Ebden.

"Mr. Ein Rand, what are you looking at?" The girl next to him suddenly asked: "It seems very urgent, is there a person with a contract?"

"I am yours tonight, Miss Ariel." Loren replied with a smile: "You alone is enough to make others jealous of me."

Just standing in the same place, the dark-haired wizard can perceive the surrounding is full of exploration, doubt, and a little curiosity and envious eyes-these people may not know themselves, but they must know Miss Ariel of the Corona family .

"So what are you going to do?" Ariel suddenly chuckled. "Did you say you have found the target and are planning an escape route?"

"... You seem to have determined that I have no intentions tonight." Loren, who just couldn't help but murmur, the dark pupil immediately noticed another figure approaching himself, slightly converging the smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Ein Rand, it's my pleasure to meet you here ... The Holy Cross is on, it's such a coincidence!"

With his neck narrowed, Verlo took the initiative to come forward, and the smile on his face was as stiff and stiff as ever. His eyes were constantly glancing at the **** the side: "And you, Miss Ariel, can welcome Coro The guests of the Na family are also an honor for the Bellini family! "

Obviously, Verlo was not willing to say hello to Loren-if possible, he wished he could kick the countryman out of the door of the mansion directly. But this time it was Aalto's "request". As the mentor of this genius alchemist, Verloe could only do so with his daring.

"Thanks to the enthusiasm of the Bellini family, I am also very honored." The girl slightly raised the corner of the skirt to salute him, looking at the two wizards in front with a little "surprise": "Did you say ... two know?"

Verloe's smile was even more awkward.

"Admiral Verlo was the reviewer when I participated in the evaluation of the Nine-Man Star Witch Tower. We had a relationship." Loren carrying his hands on his face, with a formal smile on his face: "And our two specializations It ’s all mantra, and it ’s a wizard of the same school. "

Who is the same school as your country gangster? ! I ’m so sorry that I did n’t let the gangsters blow you up to heaven! In his heart, he screamed Loren a thousand times, and he still smiled and nodded in response: "Yes ... that's it."

"It turns out like this?" The delicate girl blinked her crystal eyes: "Did Lord Verloe feel embarrassed during the evaluation?"

"Admiral Verlo was very forgiving to me and listened to all my explanations very seriously." Loren "smiling" turned his eyes to the already sweaty Verlo: "In fact, he also proposed to my research A lot ... very useful suggestions! "

"Ai, Ein Rand is so humble, your" Magic Circle "research is impeccable!" Weirlo barely smiled: "We are all looking forward to the day when your research is completed, it must be history Sexual moment! "

"It's really a prize. In front of your apprenticeship, this thing is not worth mentioning at all!"

"No, no, you are humble ..."

The two men continued to think of snakes and touted each other a few words. Then the dark-haired wizard seemed to think of it suddenly, with a gold-plated ring in his pocket and putting it in his palm. Weierlo, who was still making a smile, immediately froze, his trembling cheeks seem to be cramped, shaking.

"This was what I got from a thief named Fosterno, who was still planning to steal my purse but was caught by me." The gold-plated ring playing with the palm of his hand, Loren looked at it playfully With each other's expressions—excitement, urgency, anger, fear ... countless.

"According to him, you gave him this ring ... I guess he meant to steal it from you, right?"

"Well, that's for sure! Festno ... I've never heard of this name!" The cold sweat of Weier Luo smiled more and more reluctantly: "I lost this ring a few days ago, a very How can precious treasures be given to a gangster in a ditch lane? "

"Oh? This is really weird."

"what happened?"

"I don't seem to tell you ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Fanstenau is a gangster in a ditch lane, right?"

Verlo Bellini ’s smile froze, and Ariel covered her mouth gently with her small hand, and could n’t help but snicker—Baudelaire is a wizard of the Corona family, of course she knows how Going on.

"Since it's your thing, I'll just give it back to you." Putting the ring gently in the other person's pocket, Loren's smile was very cold: "But don't ever have the next time, maybe I will ... … "

Before he finished speaking, Loren was stunned again. Not far away, he saw Peter Fasha's figure again, and the other party seemed to be aware that someone was staring at him and turned and hid. The crowd around.

What is he doing? Could it be that I just thought too much about myself, and Peter just wanted to mix in to the banquet? The dark-haired wizard in motion was motionless, only his pupils were trembling slightly.

"His Ein Rand?"

Seeing Lorraine's stunned Ariel lightly called each other, and the responding Verloe was busy "fleeing" away-promised that Alto's things had been done, he didn't even a second Willing to stay with this **** redneck.

The disdainful expression flashed across the girl's face, and then patted the back of the black-haired wizard with concern: "Are you looking for someone?"

"……should be."

Loren, who recovered from contemplation, nodded subconsciously and glanced hesitantly at Ariel beside her: "I'm sorry, Miss Corona, I may have to leave for a while-please wait a moment, I will be back soon! "

"You don't have to be so polite." Although there was no blood, the girl's smile seemed to have a charming color:

"I am also yours tonight."

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