Shaman from Afar

"I hate talking nonsense, and I hate wasting time, so please give me a reason not to kill you as soon as possible, Draco priest."

Under the dark night sky, the expressionless Loren squatted beside Draco who had collapsed to the ground. The broken sword in his right hand pressed against the throat of the other party, without any slight waves.

As long as he dares to speak more than one word, and his hands move a little, Jian Feng will pierce his fragile and soft skin without hesitation, and cut his head off-Loren can do it, and also believe Della in front of him Ke will not doubt his ability, the corpse of ghouls everywhere is the best proof.

"You, whatever you want, although I can give you anything! Anything is fine!" The priest Draco, who had been completely scared, opened his mouth that was almost speechless, and his eyes were all in his eyes. Fear: "As long as you can let me go, as long as you let me let me do anything!"

No matter how many plots are made, hiding in secret and planning murder, Draco is just a priest and alchemist, neither a fanatic nor a warrior who can face a bleak life and **** blood, and he can still speak. I've tried my best.

"I am not a robber, nor a blackmailer." Loren laughed and laughed: "We are all wizards, so let us use the wizard's method to solve this problem in a civilized way."

"Witcher's method ..." Draco froze for a moment, and then his face instantly lost his face-this **** apprentice wanted his own research!

Also said that what is not a robber is not an extortionist, and a civilized solution ... all is bullshit. For a wizard, in addition to his life, what can be more important than his research results?

Take all of your own results as your own, that is almost equivalent to obliterating the meaning of your entire existence!

But at the moment, his life is even more important, even if the boy pays a high price, he ca n’t accept it ... After a little measurement, Draco nodded desperately immediately: "Yes, yes, whatever you want Which ... "

"Which?" Loren used a rhetorical question.

"All and all are yours ..." Draco shuddered out the words that made him tremble: "As long as you can let me go, all my results will be yours!"

"Where are those things?"

"It's all ... in ... ah! It's in the church!" Draco seemed to remember it all at once, and almost called out: "As long as you let me go back to the church, it's no no no no ... you and me Go back to the church together, and then I will obey the agreement to give you things, and then we have the right to say that nothing has happened, how? "

Draco, who tried his best to say these words, still had a smile of anticipation on his face. He didn't even think he could finish the words completely, his chest undulating violently.

The moment he saw Loren's smile in good faith, he thought he had really succeeded--until the sword tip was gently swiped at the neck, it seemed that some warm liquid came out ...

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!!!"

Draco screamed desperately, thinking that he was going to die, until Loren's cold eyes stopped him until the sword edge pressed against his throat again.

"Don't try to be clever, Draco priest." Loren tilted his mouth: "That will only make you die faster."

"If I am right, you will give me the so-called" evidence "when you are in the church, and then tell him in front of the priest that I am the real murderer behind everything and evilly killed his nephew Wizard, so you not only got rid of the suspicion but also found a scapegoat, and you can do both.

Draco's expression seemed to be out of soul.

"So I'm going to ask your associates to send those things over." Loren threatened: "I won't give you too much time, so you better expect him to hurry up!"

"Companion? I have no associates!" Draco shouted innocently: "How could I have any associates ?!"

"Please think clearly before you speak, you have deceived me once." Loren's eyes narrowed into a slit: "Or do you want to go to **** more than you live? Then I will satisfy you."

"Holy Cross is on, I really don't have any **** associates-it's hard enough to live alone in this place, how can I find another one ?!" Draco hysterically shouted in horror. : "Do you know how difficult it is for a wizard to hide himself ?!"

"Really?"

"of course it's true!"

"Since you have no associates, your laboratory was destroyed by your own hands, and it is impossible to put it in any place that is not safe or will be found ..." Loren seemed to be talking to himself, and the dark eyes fell on it. Draco's face: "So, I guess you should have carried it with you, right?"

Draco's face was ashes, and he even forgot that there was a sharp blade on his neck. Watching Loren's left hand rummaging over himself, he took the two rolls of parchment manuscript from his pocket.

That's all of you, your hard work and your soul-without them, you don't know if you are a real alchemist!

"Yes, can you let me go?" Draco's throat desperately popped out the words.

Lorren's eyes flashed a bit of hesitation, but disappeared without a trace quickly: "Sorry, these are not enough to make you buy your life."

"You ...?!" Draco's eyes widened.

"To tell you the truth, I didn't plan to let you go from the beginning." Loren said blankly: "Because I hate accidents, unexpected situations, and uncontrollable changes. As long as you are alive, I will I can't believe that I am absolutely safe-after all, there is only a thousand days to be a thief, there is no reason to prevent a thousand days from being a thief. "

"So, thank you for your dying gift, and I apologize to you. It is obviously wrong to evaluate your results like that before-your research is excellent, I will cherish them very much, and give it to my most trusted alchemy Teacher, to inherit your legacy and let it carry forward. "

"Although you are usually a priest of the church, I hope you can die at least as a wizard before death. In this era of discrimination against wizards, keep the last dignity as a wizard."

"So ... goodbye."

The sharp blade cut Draco's neck, the wizard's body twitched twice, his chest suddenly stood up, and then he lay down slowly, UU reading www.uukanshu.com no longer breathing.

Puffed Loren supported his body, and somehow stood up reluctantly-the load of the high-order spell of "Beyond Perception" was quite serious. If it were not for his physical fitness, I would be fainted. Passed.

According to my own estimation, if the body is at its peak, it can be used twice in a day, and I am afraid that it will be directly off. Considering that he is still young, there is still room for improvement in the future. But no matter how much you improve your body, there are limits, at most it can only be three times.

The biggest limitation of human beings with mortal bodies is the human beings themselves—thinking and imagination will be constrained by reality, and the body will also be constrained by the limits. It can never be truly perfect.

The reason why was dragged on for so long was mainly because Loren wanted to confirm that Draco had no associates, and the rest was secondary—it was impossible for him to let him go from the beginning. So as long as the other party is determined to be alone, then there is nothing to worry about.

Not only worried about the other party ’s deliberate revenge, but another reason is because there is no decisive evidence from the beginning to the end of Loren ’s hands. The real witnesses are only himself and Draco-compared to his own wizard apprentice, I'm afraid that Father Anthony would trust the priest of Draco.

Therefore, it is necessary to kill him. Only in this way can everything become the truth that only you know, and let the facts be in your own hands, rather than being squeezed by others at will.

"So now ... it's time to make a deceitful nonsense, fooling the priest Anthony." Loren said to himself, looking down at the motionless body at his feet.

"Do you think I should say better, Lord Wizard?"