Shaman from Afar

"He's here?"

Church Inquisitor Tres Lufu, with his hands on his back, stared at the royal guard standing outside the door, his voice cold.

"Yes, Master Magistrate." The guard's expression is very ugly: "Master, here is the Sky Dome, according to the Imperial Law ..."

"I'm going in!"

"but……"

"Nothing!" The church judge indiscriminately interrupted violently. The fierce eyes made the guard dare not step forward and watched the cabinet minister break into the cell where the criminal was temporarily detained.

The dark and narrow cell, the gray-eyed boy tied to the chair with his head drooping, covered in blood, and a few bruised cheeks with a completely indifferent expression; as if he was not trespassing into the sky dome at this moment While resting in the cloakroom of a fine dining restaurant.

"Lusien, the illegitimate child of the Wurz family, the deserter of the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain ... willingly give the juggling dog legs."

The cold voice made the gray pupil raise his head, but just shrugged his shoulders.

"What the **** are you doing?"

The magistrate of the church looked gloomy, looking down on Lucien, who was tied to his chair with bruises all over his body: "It took so much effort to let a wizard slip into the sky dome?"

"Say, what did you find?"

Luisen raised the corner of his mouth, and the dark blood stains distorted the smile of the young face.

"Don't test my patience ... Even if I kill you here, no one can say anything." The church judge frowned, his eyes eerie:

"There are three thousand royal guards in the sky dome, all of them are the elite of the empire ... How long do you think your wizard friend will be caught alive and then killed as an assassin of your majesty?"

"If this is the case, why ask me?"

The sneering gray pupil has no slight tension on his face: "Yes ... Master Church Inquisitor, the only reason you are here is that you still don't know the wizard ..."

The voice came to an abrupt halt, and a withered right hand gripped Luisen's neck with lightning, and suddenly slammed!

The silver-grey pupil suddenly widened, and Lucien blushed with a strong sense of suffocation, but his open mouth was still unable to breathe in the slightest air.

"I warned you not to test my patience ..."

The right hand of the church judge was harder, and there was no sign of emotion in his eyes: "I know where you came from ... no surprises, you should have died in Lusak's laboratory!"

"Giggle ..." The gray pupil who was twitching violently, a sobbing sound kept coming from his throat.

"I thought I didn't have to dirty my hands, but ... I don't mind strangling you with my own hands." The judge's tone grew horrified: "I'm not Innocent and the little boy he loves ... I didn't expect , I also killed people myself. "

"Wagner ... the wizard, the old thing of Innocent, has the courage to kill, it's my order ... burn him to death!"

"The pharmacist guild, it's my people ... the sky that sent these hypocrites!"

"Sixty years ago, the Alleman believers rioted. Thousands of traitors were sent to the stake. The dead bodies burned one by one. The road from Alleman to Golovin stretched ... to date! I ’ve always remembered it! "

"Today's church, that group of innocent and simple fools ... where is the guts of the false believers sentenced by the trial ?!"

"Giggle ..."

"So listen to every word I say now, otherwise you will experience the end of being enemies with the Holy Cross Church!" The right hand of the judge is slowly exerted, and the pupils of the gray pupil have begun to turn white:

"Tell me, what is your plan— ?!"

Without waiting for Lucien to respond, the judge's brutal push almost fell to the ground; the tranced gray pupil was gasping for a long time, and his violently undulating chest made him cough again and again, as if gasping for lungs All coughed up.

"Say!" The ferocious voice with a terrifying murderousness:

"tell me--!"

The dying Lucien's head hung down on his chest, his loose shoulders gradually calmed down, and the corner of his **** mouth once again sneered:

"Ha ha ... ha ha ha ha ha ha ... ha ha ha ha cough cough cough cough ..."

The indifferent church magistrate pulled Lucan's hair, forcing him to stare at himself:

"You are still challenging my patience."

"And you are deceiving yourself ... Lord Terrace Lufu."

The gray pupil was breathing hard, and there was still no look of fear on his face: "From the moment you grabbed me, you know very well what's going on ... isn't it?"

The judge's expression was distorted.

"What is it that allows us to choose this desperate way ... and also to send that information to Lord Loren Turin? Guess ... Guess what?"

Looking at each other, the dying gray pupil is using the weakest tone, saying the "manifesto" that makes the church judges angry.

"Yes ..."

"That's ... destined to fail you!"

……………………………………………

"This, this is ?!"

The dark pupil looked at the sheepskin scroll in shock, and Loren's face was filled with surprise: "Where did you get these ?!"

The dark-haired wizard who suddenly raised his head made the countess back half a step subconsciously. The frightened expression flashed on the cold and elegant face, and he pretended to carelessly hum, and proudly raised his chin slightly to reveal the swan White and slender neck:

"you do not need to know."

Stunned for a second, the dark-haired wizard realized that he looked at the parchment in his hand and nodded thoughtfully.

At this time, you can still get the important information of the Lussac laboratory, and the people who sent it to yourself ... Will there be a second besides Ain?

In addition to this, there is another thing.

After the imperial trial began, the royal guards had blocked the entire sky dome ... Although I suspected that my friends were not good, Loren really couldn't figure it out, how did she do it, little wizard?

In addition, these materials ...

Suddenly, the dark-haired wizard shined!

Looking back, the anxious Loren looked at the countess who was still standing beside him: "Aside from this, Ain she ... has he said anything else?"

The rushed dark-haired wizard almost stiffly played back the "she".

Charlotte Turin frowned slightly, his eyes twirling beneath his sword brows, and gently opened his red lips: "There is only one sentence."

"Lusak Kovo ... is not an ordinary pharmacy master and alchemist, nor is it an ordinary doctor."

The dark-haired wizard raised his eyebrows, his expression confused.

Is this nonsense?

No ... wait! !

Loren, who suddenly stood up, calmed down, took a deep breath, and his shaking hands clenched the parchment scroll unscathed.

It turned out ... it turned out to be like this!

"What do you understand?" The Countess, who was still confused, raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked a little unkind: "This information ... is critical?"

"No ... is very critical, and can even directly determine the direction of this imperial trial!" Loren firmly bite, and the tone is determined: "We won!"

"Uh ... yes, Count Charlotte; that ... where is Ain now?"

"I said, you don't need to know ... it's better not to know." The countess's expression was still indifferent, only slightly embarrassed: "Remember ... no matter where your friends are now, it is impossible to be in the Sky Dome!"

"understood……"

The dark-haired wizard who was so enlightened nodded slightly, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth: "In any case, thank you very much for your help ... this relationship, we will definitely return."

"No need, I won't give you a chance to return to humanity ... The descendants of the Turin family will never owe it to you!"

Proudly snorted ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Turning around slowly, leaving only the black wizard with a back: "I'm just observing the covenant ... don't forget that I don't get the loyalty of the Royal Wizards College, The Turin family will never admit your Highness Brandon. "

"Well, this is natural."

"Also, there is one more thing."

"Ok?"

"Sir Loren Turin, please pay attention to your address and honorifics." The countess said coldly: "You should call me 'Count of Turin', not Charlotte."

"We are not so close!" ...

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