Shaman from Afar

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Loren does n’t know what to say anymore ... Looking at the girl ’s smug and proud look, it ’s really hard for him to connect Lena de Salle in front of him with the “black frame glasses” in his impression together.

Anyway, as long as you smile ... right?

But Lena de Salleon and Isaac Grantham, an extremely smart guy and another smarter person who is smarter than him ... Is this wonderfully extreme combination really okay?

Loren was really worried.

Isaac is notorious for his poor communication. This "black frame glasses" is another guy who is very good at peeping people's hearts, letting "arrogance" fall into her hands ...

The dark-haired wizard who felt more and more uneasy thought about it. It didn't matter. Anyway, the unlucky person wasn't himself; let alone Lena de Salion, this imperial trial would not be so smooth.

I'm wronging you, Isaac, as a sacrifice for victory ... anyway, you won't suffer any loss.

The whimsical Loren turned his gaze to the side. At the end of the corridor, the two figures were walking towards each other, holding each other.

That was the little wizard and Lucien.

Ai Yin, who was covered with gray from head to toe, even with a small face, was holding the gray pupil of the footsteps and walked towards this side. The staggering appearance made every step heavy. Incomparably.

Lussien's condition is very bad ... cheeks are swollen, there are several obvious marks on the neck and clothes, there are blood stains that have been solidified everywhere in the hair and collar, and the look is a little depressed ... Obviously, he was tortured of.

The dark-haired wizard's eyes narrowed slightly into a line.

"Your friends ... In order to send you the last piece of evidence, I broke into the sky dome directly." Lina de Salion on the side suddenly said, with a tone of disbelief in her voice: "Sandao City gate, three thousand royal guards, countless thugs and church powers around the hills of Golovin ... Is it incredible? "

"Yes, it's incredible." Loren murmured, clenching his hands hard.

"But they actually succeeded ... The alchemist named Ain Rand, I heard that it fell into the tasting room from the chimney before he was discovered by the patroled royal guards ... well, it seems that the future The sky dome, even the fireplace and the chimney, will also be regularly patrolled. "

"As for the stinky boy named Lusien, he was not so lucky ... When he passed the third checkpoint, he was caught on the spot by the royal guards who had received the news; if he was not a member of the Wurz family, he had Eller in his hand. Duke Mang ’s sword is probably beheaded on the spot, right? "

The girl snorted: "For a friend, fighting with the mob on the street, trespassing into the sky dome ... at any cost will also help you win the victory of this imperial trial."

"They ... are truly incredible!"

At this moment, the dark-haired wizard closed his eyes, his clenched fists trembling violently.

"Lord, Lord Loren ?!"

Supported by the little wizard, the gray pupil who walked tremblingly was very nervous:

"The trial is over? Have we won?"

The girl standing next to the dark-haired wizard said nothing, but left.

Loren raised his head and barely smiled: "Yeah."

"we won."

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"... All in all, this is the case. More than half of the 300 noble parliamentarians stood on the side of Lusak. In addition to the rigid church judges and judges Victor Hughes, the remaining Metternich and the Minister of Military Affairs in the Yuqian cabinet Uncle Severin and, of course, Master Albert also have the same flag. "

"The only voices that are not 'harmonious' may be the 'enthusiastic people' who are instigated by the church and the chambers of commerce that are on the wall, but this does not matter ... at least in this generation, they will not affect the wishes of His Majesty the Father . "

There was an uninhibited smile on the corner of his mouth, and Brandon sitting on the chair tilted Erlang's legs, holding his head in his hands and looking at Fitlonay de Salion.

"Weird remarks."

The girl's expression looked disdainful: "Your tone ... as if these people could one day influence the politics of the empire, and even decide the policy and the future."

"Who's right about this kind of thing ... Sorcerers who were once regarded as hypocrites and devil running dogs, aren't they now members of the Yuqian cabinet?"

The crown prince shrugged lazily, and looked indifferently: "Maybe one day ... we surnamed Desalion will no longer have to rule, and everything will be left to these people, as long as we are a good empire Symbol and mascot are all right! Um ... just like the church? "

"Speaking of this, are you not afraid of Archbishop Innocent punishing you?"

"Grandpa Innocent is so old that he has no strength to hit people with crutches!"

The bright and bright laughter was empty, and the dome of the Chamber of Deputies without a figure echoed.

The laughter dissipated, and the atmosphere became quiet and serene again.

"Yeah, he is old." Fitronai spoke slowly, with a somewhat unclear emotion in his tone: "Brother ... Your father, His Majesty Eckhart II, is also old."

"They are all old, the twelfth generation has come to an end, and a new generation is coming."

In an inexplicable atmosphere, the two looked at each other quietly for a moment.

"Brandon de Salion, do you think you won?"

"Of course not. How could this kind of thing be stable?" Brandon may sigh with a bitter smile and a long sigh: "I know too much about the father emperor's person ... This kind of important thing, he will not The decision is made immediately ... that wo n’t benefit both the winner and the loser, the most important thing is ... besides intensifying the conflict, it ’s not good for him either. "

"It will be delayed for a few days, and then on a more formal and solemn occasion, the results will be announced in public and will be acceptable to everyone."

Fitronai's eyes moved slightly, as if she understood something in her eyes.

"So you do n’t have to worry about it, my aunt ... I ’m ashamed of my son, or the model of the crown prince of the elder brother ... In this round, the father and emperor will not let any of us easily stand up to the absolute advantage. Or slapping each one, and then appease one of them. "

Brandon chuckled, full of self-deprecating meaning: "Besides, he is the crown prince of the empire and the prince of Sacran, holding the most elite corps of the empire, how much can I change even if I win this round? "

Fitronai stared at him, his eyes fixed for a long time.

"I know you like him, really."

His Royal Highness scratched his hair with a frustrated expression: "The father may also know, but he won't say it; as for Uncle Severin and others in the family ... that's not necessarily true."

"What do you know?" The cavalier girl sneered coldly, with a hint of killing in her voice.

"I know that when you were very young, you admired the elder brother in particular; I also knew that on the day when I got Mirases and the elder brother did not get the approval of a dragon, you were ready to kill me."

"Everyone who has proposed to you has been given the hint of" I can get you by killing me "; so every time I evict one for you, you will work tirelessly to find the next dead ghost and unlucky egg . "

"No ... it should be every day you and I get along, and you don't want to kill me all the time ... Aunt Fitrone."

Brandon got up slowly, with a smile on his face, and slowly walked towards the already frosted Faterone, with a trace of pity in his eyes:

"For Brother Huang, you can kill me, my nephew, who will accompany you from childhood to big."

"But also for him ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ You can restrain your own murderous heart to monitor my every move ... because you can't let the elder brother carry a suspicious infamy."

Facing Brandon, who still smiles like a child, Fitronai's silver teeth clenched and her eyebrows like swords:

"What do you know?!"

"I know everything, and I have never blamed you ... Aunt Fitroney; it was no surprise to do anything stupid for the sake of sweetheart, did you?"

Brandon, holding his head, looked up and stared at the ceiling with wide eyes:

"And, why don't you think about ..."

"This silly, full of ghost ideas, always desperate to embarrass his father ..."

"If he had known for a long time ... the aunt who always accompanied him was actually the one who wanted to kill him ..."

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