Shaman from Afar

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No farewell, and no more words, Weber, the little priest of Cumin, left the Sky Vault so solitary, leaving only the back of the dark-haired wizard, and quietly disappeared on the steps of the hills of Golovin.

According to the order of the Holy Cross Church, he must leave today and go to the church where he will soon take office ... The silent Loren has a slightly subtle expression.

From beginning to end, the conversation between the little priest and himself deliberately avoids where he is going; obviously he does not want his "friend" to know where he will start.

Maybe he has already noticed it, waiting for the day when the little priest meets himself again ...

"It's really a terrible guy ..."

Just as the dark-haired wizard was silent, a familiar voice came up from behind; Brandon de Sallein, holding a smirk on his head, stood swaying beside Loren, deliberately touching with his right elbow Touch him:

"In other words ... why are your friends more difficult to deal with than one, and even this kind of guy who says" I am a good person "on his forehead can make us almost lose this imperial trial ..."

"So, did the" friends "you mentioned also include Bishop Fanesis of Ebden and the apostle of the evil **** in a glacier wasteland?"

Loren turned his head around and turned his head helplessly, glancing at His Royal Highness beside him: "Even if they are, they can't compare with the trouble you brought me ..."

The voice was interrupted and Loren froze.

"What's wrong?" Brandon with a "I don't understand" shrugged and asked with a smile.

The expression of the dark-haired wizard, who was silent, became very subtle and raised the corner of his mouth to point at Brandon's swollen red nose.

"Oh, this." Brandon smiled indifferently:

"When I came out ... I hit the pillar."

Ghost!

But anyone with normal intelligence can recognize the fist print on his face, OK? !

The dark-haired wizard who suddenly thought of something slightly raised his mouth, and his expression became more subtle: "I just ... saw Princess Fitronai going out from here."

"Then ... it was just an accident." Brandon still had a smile on his face: "But since you mentioned this, how did I hear that someone was being turned around by the cousin Lena de Salion?"

"That's much better than you, Your High Nose."

"Come on each other, fool wizard advisor."

The two who ridiculed each other were a bunch of "cold words", but it was still difficult to conceal the smile.

Just a week ago, the Royal Wizarding College had privately contacted Brandon and decided to formally surrender to the prince ... headed by Albert Tarrow to form an alliance.

Within the Sacran Empire, this was the first official decision to join Brandon ’s forces ... Although it was only the Royal Wizards College and not Ebden, although it was only a veteran of Albert Tarot rather than the entire Jiumang Star Wizard Tower is still of great significance.

This means that the original 13-generation issue remained neutral, and the nine-mang star wizard tower standing on the sidelines finally began to bet on one of them!

The Royal Wizarding College is the home base of the entire alchemy school, and Albert Tarot himself is one of the twelve veterans of the Nine-Mounted Star Wizard Tower; without the tacit approval of the Wizard Tower, he cannot take the initiative to send to Brandon He handed out the olive branch and still showed such diligent contact.

At present, it is only a private alliance, which is not visible; it will not take long for the Royal Wizard College to expand their power to the entire emperor. House of three hundred nobles.

When these forces, large and small, are integrated, the voice of the supporters in the imperial capital will no longer be Connor's words; the Holy Cross Church, which has just failed, has no time to take care of it, and can only let the college expand.

... the Holy Cross is the past, and we are the future ...

… So, of course, the past has to make way for the future ...

Recalling what Master Corona once said, the more Loren believed that he would never be confined to a small Ebden; the nine-man star wizard tower under his leadership would definitely expand its influence at any cost.

Seizing control of Ebden was the first step of the Wizarding Tower; and making the Royal Wizarding College a Brandon flag was their second step.

Whether it is for Brandon or Loren himself, this is a good thing; Ebden is one of the important principalities of the empire, and Albert Tarrow is a member of the imperial cabinet;

On the day when the entire wizarding class truly stood behind Brandon, the once powerless and imperial prince would have the strength of a principality, enough to fight Connor, who was the Prince of Sackland.

Although it is only the weakest empire in the empire, and its military strength is known as mercenaries; and most of the mercenaries can not beat the imperial northern army.

But Brandon ’s power is not only one of Ebden, but also the Countess Charlotte Turin of Byron Red Blood ...

"That countess ... yes, has she contacted you recently?"

The dark-haired wizard who suddenly remembered looked at Brandon next to him: "According to our previous agreement, should she also show something?"

"Uh ... there is indeed a mention of this matter." Brandon's expression suddenly became weird: "I think ... maybe we should not be in a hurry."

"Shouldn't you be too hasty?" Loren frowned slightly.

"What do you mean?"

"Obviously, she now has no one other than an alliance with us; not to mention that when Charlotte was n’t helping you before the Yuqian trial, your friend of the alchemist had already been discovered by the royal guards. Send that important evidence to you? "

Brandon smiled and shrugged irresistibly: "She did this, basically she already assumed that she had reached an alliance with us, didn't she? Why did it have to be so tight, it seemed like we couldn't wait It ’s the same ... Well, it ’s obviously that she has asked us ... "

"No, it's because we just can't wait." Loren debunked Brandon mercilessly: "This trial before us was just a victory at best, and we didn't completely defeat the Holy Cross Church."

"If you can't take advantage of the current opportunity, expand your power and strength as soon as possible, and let the Turin family regain their footing in the Principality of Bayern, or even revive ... our chances are few!"

"Your Highness Brandon, no matter what you think ... you can't just rely on the power of the Nine-Man Star Wizard Tower, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable!"

The words fell, and a trace of dignity and hesitation flashed in the red eyes of His Royal Highness.

"Don't talk about it first; by the way ... do you remember the son of Master Lusak Kovo?"

"Of course I remember." The black-haired wizard frowned slightly, and Brandon's conversation was extremely stiff. Obviously there was still some hidden meaning in it, but his identity was inconvenient to continue to ask: "Theran Kewo ... Alchemy Apprentice sorcerer, what's wrong? "

"After the Yuqian trial, he was comatose for a few more days ... Probably because of excessive grief, it seems that someone accidentally told him about the death of his father."

Brandon sighed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Although he did not know, it did not mean that he had no sympathy: "I have already checked with a doctor ... the emotional instability caused by excessive sadness seems to hit him. very serious."

The dark-haired wizard said nothing, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

Sorcerer is a very dangerous profession. Faced with the power of the void that has no rules, no conclusions, and more than common sense, any excessive emotional fluctuations can have extremely bad consequences.

Because of this, it is so important to build your own spiritual temple before becoming a wizard; without the protection of the spiritual temple, a slight flood of emotions will cause the fluctuation of the power of the void; this damage is definitely not only a physical impact, But directly against the distortion and destruction of soul and consciousness.

"Last night, he finally woke up ... I was sent back to the Xia Mu courtyard to retreat-the conditions and treatment there are much stronger than the Sky Dome."

Brandon's expression was very ugly, and a sorrow flashed in the corner of his red eyes:

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