Shaman from Afar

As a member of the Yuqian Cabinet and a wizard advisor to His Majesty the Emperor, Master Albert Taro's low-key level is beyond imagination.

If it weren't for Luisen who had already put the sword on the driver's neck, Loren could not believe that the dilapidated street in front of him was like a place like a lunatic asylum, and was actually the residence of the royal wizard's adviser.

The deserted streets, the cold wind, the ruined houses, the house like a "lunatic asylum" ... The gray-eyed boy Han Mao stood upright and couldn't help tightening the sword handle around his waist.

Holy cross is on, is this a cemetery?

The dark-haired wizard sighed and stepped forward to gently knock on the door that was already covered with rust and decay, and the cold echo lingered in the street.

"Or ... let me ask?" Gray pupil frowned slightly, and the strange atmosphere gave him a bad hunch: "I'm just your guard, he won't treat me like that, even if ... … "

"do not talk."

Loren interrupted him with a wave of his hand behind him, sighing slightly: "We are friends, so I won't talk to you" This is my duty "," Your mission is not here "Barbara Barbara ... all are nonsense."

"Lusien, protect Isaac and Ain, as well as Selan Kovo and the Miss Lena; the Summer Palace is the Royal Palace, but ... I really can't believe the fanatics."

The gray pupil nodded slightly, didn't say much, and turned solemnly away.

"Squeak ~~~"

The harsh door shaft opened the old door. Behind the door stood an elderly man with gray hair and beard, shaking his right hand to the dark-haired wizard:

"Ai ... Lord Albert has been waiting for you for a long time, Viscount Loren Turin, please here."

Withered arms, hoarse to almost inaudible voice made the dark-haired wizard creepy, but nodded and followed the old man into the house.

Although the exterior looks rather shabby, the furnishings in the house are quite stylish ... Almost all the walls have been transformed into bookcases, and the air smells of good ink and parchment.

In the moment when he walked into the hall, Loren finally realized why he was creepy ... not because of instinctive fear, but this house ...

Damn it!

In the early spring of Ming and Ming dynasties, the sun was shining brightly outside. The hall was as dark as evening, and the air was cold enough to see the ice fog ...

"I'm terribly sorry. The lighting in this house is not very good. Would you like to draw the curtains for you?"

"Uh ... don't bother, it's fine."

"Master is still upstairs, you have to wait a while to come down, and please wait for a moment." The trembling old man greeted the black-haired wizard to sit down with a silver plate:

"This is ... just made mint tea, would you like a cup?"

"Thank you." Loren squeezed out a smile and took the tea cup from the old man, and took a sip ...

The smile froze immediately.

cold.

The expressionless Loren shuddered for no reason and kept the teacup on the coffee table.

The old man was still standing there, and his expression could not be seen under the scattered silver hair and beard: "Doesn't suit your taste?"

"No, no!" Loren quickly shook his head with a smile.

"That's good, you are a distinguished guest of the old man. You can't entertain well." The trembling old man's voice was so hoarse that he couldn't hear whether he was using the vocal cords to pronounce, and left the hall tremblingly:

"Then ... I'm going to invite the master out now."

"Trouble." There was a light smile on the corner of his mouth, and the black-haired wizard with a playful expression stared at the old man's back until he walked into the shadow.

The air was quiet, and the fog in the dark hall was visible to the naked eye, and the mint tea in the cup was covered with a thin layer of frost.

"What do you think?" A voice with a little joke, but very immature voice sounded in Loren's mind.

For a moment of peace, the dark pupil brushed through the hall.

"It's worthy of being a former wizard counselor. It was too degrading to think of him as a kind old man before." The meditating Loren closed his eyes slightly, and his low voice responded with nothing.

"The remnants of the void that are strong enough to distort reality ... No, maybe he deliberately changed this space into something like this."

"For some reason ... we don't know yet."

"Ah ... Isn't that the dear Laurent in danger?" The young voice exclaimed and suddenly became very excited: "How about, do you need a little 'assistance'? Like It was like that when we first met ... "

"Have you ever finished?"

"Ah ... It's a cruel guy. When I first met, the teenager who was shocked when he saw someone was totally alone." Asriel's mouth flattened: "Even the tone of refuting others has become so natural that it is natural that even a little sense of violation can't be heard!"

"Dear Loren ... why are you so skilled!"

After hesitating for a while, Loren decided to continue to ignore him.

"Lord Loren Turin, you have been waiting for a long time."

A kind and old voice came from the shadows, and there was an old man who was hobbled and guilty.

The black-haired wizard frowned slightly, his eyes gradually becoming more dignified.

There was a long silence until the old man sat down and neither of them said a word.

"You are visiting today specially ... is it to blame the teacher?"

Finally, Albert broke the silence first, and sighed in a low voice: "When Gray Thrall went to see you, I had already expected it, I didn't expect ..."

"You didn't anticipate, but you're pretty sure that I will come." Loren was reluctant to say more nonsense, and said coldly to the subject:

"His dean of the Royal Wizards College ..."

"Lord Loren, I ..."

"You have been planning since we arrived in the capital ... Yes, we started with our" coincidence "with Grey Thrall ..."

"Since then, whether it's Celan Kowo ran to Xia Mu Yard and asked us for help, persuading Victor Hughes to let him allow me to investigate the case ... you are everywhere."

"..."

"I need an answer, Master Albert Tarrow, I need an answer."

Albird was speechless for a moment and finally spoke:

"You are more powerful than I thought, Lord Loren Turin ... maybe I should have trusted you more."

"But now you have surrendered to the Church of the Holy Cross ... The exalted wizard advisor, the mentor of the college was killed, and the wizard of the imperial capital chose" reconciliation "when it was not ready ... It was unexpected." Loren said with irony:

"Do you know that once Master Lusack was really sentenced to capital punishment ..."

"Lusak Kovo is already mortal, he must atone for what happened then ..."

"We still have a chance-provided you haven't betrayed us!" Loren interrupted him violently, and there was a hint of anxiety in his voice.

It sucks, it **** ...

Since Wimpar College, he has not really experienced this situation.

Obviously, when the victory is in hand, the success is close at hand ... The advantages around me have gradually become a disadvantage, until finally I am completely isolated.

What a good method.

"I only ask once, Master Albert ... What conditions did the Holy Cross Church come up with, or in what ways threatened you, so you decided to give up Master Lusak and choose to reconcile with them ?!"

It was a long silence again.

"I can't ... No, it's a condition that all wizards can't refuse." Alber shook his head. "Lord Loren, you are also a wizard. What do you think of the relationship between the wizard and the church?" "

"Like fire and water ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The dark-haired wizard frowned slightly:" What's wrong? "

"It's like fire and water ... It's a wonderful metaphor, very appropriate-since the city of Ebden, the relationship between the wizard and the church has never eased."

Albert raised his head, a glimmer of faintness in his calm eyes: "If I tell you that the church and the wizard have a chance of reconciliation, and the premise is that we pay a little bit of sacrifice?"

"Are you kidding me, Master Albert?"

"No, I'm very serious ... and the people who came to me have come up with very practical plans." Breathing slightly, the old man solemnly said:

"Peace is already here!" ...

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