Shaman from Afar

There was silence in the cell.

"Is there any other problem?" Lusak, with bruises all over his head, bowed his head, and a wind-breaking voice came from his chest.

The dark-haired wizard was composure, his hands clenched into fists trembling slightly, and he spoke very hard:

"why?"

He could not find any reason why Lussack would poison Siscott, and he was even more reluctant to believe that this was the truth of the matter.

Even the "truder" told him the "truth" himself ...

"Are you ... forced?"

The dying Lusack just shook his head tiredly: "Do you know that few descendants of the Zahn family can live to be sixty?"

Loren raised his head slightly, a little strange luster in his eyes.

If you remember correctly, the old Siscott Zahn is already 76 years old this year!

"I was invited two months ago, when they told me that I was just taking care of my body for Lord Siscott." Lusak's eyes were dull, and his voice was hoarse: "Master Albert also came to persuade me, Accepting this job will bring the relationship between wizards and nobles closer. "

"For Master Albert's favor, and to make the family more generous, I agreed."

"But when I actually saw Lord Siscott, that was not the case." Lusack was feeble and desperate as if he were shaking all over his body: "Even the opposite, he is already ill!"

"On the basis of the huge financial resources of the Zahn family, a variety of rare herbs and alchemy remedies, this old man was barely allowed to control his illness, and it looked like no ordinary old man."

"But in fact, he can stay awake for no more than six hours a day ... in such a situation, they hope that I can cure Lord Siscott's disease, or at least stay as it is."

Speaking of Loren slightly stunned, but in the end remained silent, squinting his pupils thoughtfully.

"If it is a strong adult, I may still be sure; but an elderly man who is ill is unable to withstand any risks, and it is very reluctant to maintain the original condition."

Lusak, with his gloomy eyes, suddenly looked up like a desperate beast: "Until that night!"

"In order to attend a banquet at the Royal Wizards College, Siscott forced me to prepare a potion that would keep him awake, saying that he must never show weakness in front of outsiders and must be able to persevere until the banquet is over."

"I did so, then watched him drink the bottle of alchemy, and prayed that the Holy Cross would bless me for at least one night, but it turned out ..."

"I personally poisoned him!"

Lusak shuddered in his eyes, closing his heavy eyes with pain and unwillingness.

There was another moment of silence, which lasted for almost two minutes.

The dark-haired wizard frowned slightly and whispered quietly: "How many people know this matter?"

"No, my work as a physician for Siscott is always done in private." The head of Lüsak shook his head sadly: "Some people in the Zahn family may know the secret, but they will never say come out."

Loren raised his eyebrows, still thinking.

"His Highness Brandon's Wizard Advisor, I know what you want to do ... useless." Lusack's desperate voice came quietly:

"Yes, if you are really interested, you may be able to find one or two clues, but there is no nobleman in the imperial capital who dare to provoke the Chaun family for me as an alchemist, and you can only return without success."

"And the real reason why the Zahn family has rarely lived past the age of 60 ... that is a big secret. Once you try to uncover the truth, even if only this idea was discovered ..."

"You have to face an ancient family that has gone through thousands of years and pursue it endlessly!"

"So, I advise you to give up."

With an extremely sad tone, Lusak leaned against the stanchion and slowly closed his eyes.

Lorenze looked at his desperate expression and pursed his chapped lips:

"Master Lusak Kovo ... but before leaving, I have one more thing to ask you."

"Please think carefully and tell me, what the **** ..."

"Do you want to live?"

The atmosphere was a bit chilly, and the rats in the stench could only hear the shouts of the mice.

Lusack, who closed his eyes for a long time, finally nodded slightly.

"This is enough, no more."

With his teeth clenched, the cold-faced Loren collapsed almost word by word: "The Zane family, the old aristocracy, the black hand behind the scenes ... they are not important."

"Can you survive, can the wizards of the imperial capital live with dignity, this is the most important thing!"

"I can guarantee that no matter what means you will never die here, nor will you die on the charge of killing Siscott."

"I will let you go out of this cell and from the black prison gate proudly at all costs!"

Lusak shuddered and closed his eyes. The black-haired wizard did not continue to press, quietly waiting for the other person's final reply.

He is the only one who really knows Siscott's illness and physical condition, and is likely to know the secret truth of the Zahn family; besides him, there will be no second one.

Not only to save him, but also for the Royal Wizards College, Loren had to get the real cause of "Siscott's death" from Lüssac's mouth, so that the whole case had a turning point.

The premise is ... does he really want to live?

In an instant, the atmosphere was extremely tense.

The corner of the gaze glanced at the entrance of the prison, and the slight but very rapid footsteps came from the promenade, shortening the distance every minute.

There is no time!

A drop of cold sweat slipped across the black wizard's forehead, holding his breath tightly in the corner of his mouth.

The shuddering Lusak had reached the edge of collapse. His pale face slowly raised his head, his eyes like a dead man, his mouth twitching constantly.

The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer, and Loren's left hand pressed against the crossbow on his forearm in case of surprise.

"The" Curse "that caused the Zahn family to live almost sixty years of age and cause Siscott's death." Lusack, whose teeth shuddered, was so weak that it was almost inaudible: "It's The real face is actually ... "

"clang--!"

The entrance door was forcibly opened, and a pale figure walked into the cell, shrinking his neck with a terrified look.

Loren narrowed his eyes slightly ... he was the jailer who let himself in, so to speak ...

"I'm sorry, both of you." The person who followed followed with a gentle voice, but the polite tone was very cool in Loren's ear:

"Why is the wizard advisor of His Highness Brandon going to such a place?"

Under the complex eyes of the dark-haired wizard, the middle-aged man Victor Hughes, who walked into the door, was known for his unyielding, fair and unrelenting face. The former court judge had his hands on his back, and there was no half smile in his mouth:

"Can you please explain?"

Loren took a deep breath, a formulaic smile on the corner of his mouth: "Master Victor Hughes, I ..."

Victor reached out and stopped, looking at him quietly: "Lord Loren Turin, if you dare to show this expression again ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Please don't blame me."

"Bribing the jailer and seeing the recidivist in private ... These two charges are enough to exile you into East Sackland and work hard in a bottomless pothole."

"I just met as a friend to see Suran's father. It didn't mean anything else." The black-haired wizard narrowed his smile and looked at Viktor indifferently:

"And ... I think this case should not be as simple as it seems. Master Lusak can never be the murderer who killed Lord Siscott!"

"That is not something you can decide, Your Excellency Loren Turin-Your Majesty has given this matter to the Yuqian Cabinet. I will judge who is responsible."

"And I will make the most impartial judgment based on evidence and facts."

The indifferent Yuqian judge frowned slightly: "Only this time, Lord Loren Turin, I will pretend that you have not been here and will not pass on this matter to the Yuqian cabinet and His Majesty, but ... definitely not next time . "

"Don't forget, what you represent is not just yourself!"