Chapter 489

As a member of the former cabinet of the emperor and His Majesty's wizard adviser, master Elbert Tarot's low-key level is beyond imagination.

If Lucien hadn't put his sword around the driver's neck, Loren couldn't believe that this dilapidated street, like a madhouse, was the residence of the Royal wizard consultant.

The deserted streets, the cold wind, the dilapidated houses, the "madhouse" like house... The gray pupil boy's cold hair stood upright and couldn't help clutching the hilt of the sword at his waist.

The Holy Cross is on the. Isn't this a graveyard?

The black haired wizard sighed, walked forward and knocked on the rusty and rotten door. The cold echo floated in the street.

"Or... Let me ask?" the grey pupil boy frowned slightly. The strange atmosphere made him have a bad feeling: "I'm just your guard. He won't take me, even if..."

"Stop talking."

Lauren waved behind him and interrupted him with a sigh and a slight glance: "we are friends, so I won't talk to you about 'this is my duty', 'your mission is not here' balabalabala... It's all nonsense."

"Lucian, protect Isaac and Eine, SELAN kovo and miss Lina; the summer twilight courtyard is a royal palace, but... I really can't trust those crazy believers."

The grey pupil boy nodded slightly, didn't say much, and solemnly turned and left.

"Creak ~ ~"

The harsh sound of the door shaft opened the old door. Behind the door stood an elderly man with white hair and beard, shaking his right hand to the black haired Wizard:

"Lord Albert has been waiting for you for a long time, viscount Loren Turin. This way, please."

The haggard arm and the hoarse voice made the black haired wizard creepy. He just nodded and followed the old man into the house.

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

At the moment of entering the hall, Loren finally understood the reason why he would be creepy... Not because of instinctive fear, but because of the house

Damn it!

The early spring has passed. It's sunny outside. The whole hall is as dark as the evening. The air is cold enough to see ice and fog

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

"Well... Don't bother, it's good."

"The master is still upstairs. I'll have to wait a moment to come down. Please wait a moment." the trembling old man asked the black haired wizard to sit down with a silver plate in his hand:

"This is... Freshly brewed mint tea. Would you like a cup?"

"Thank you." Lauren, who forced out a smile, took the tea cup from the old man and took a small sip

The smile froze at once.

It's cold.

The expressionless Lauren shivered for no reason and hurriedly put the tea cup on the tea table.

The old man still stood there, his expression could not be seen under his loose silver hair and beard: "isn't it... Your taste?"

"No, no!" Lauren smiled and shook his head.

"That's good. You're a noble guest of the master. If you don't treat him well, you can't." the trembling old man's voice was so hoarse that he couldn't tell whether he was pronouncing with his vocal cords. He left the hall step by step:

"Well... I'll ask the master out now."

"Trouble." with an indifferent smile on his mouth, the dark haired wizard with a playful expression stared at the old man's back until he walked into the shadow.

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

"What do you think?" a very childish voice with a little fun sounded in Loren's mind.

A moment of peace, dark pupils passing in the hall.

"He is worthy of being a wizard adviser to the emperor. He was only regarded as a kind old man before. It really belittled him." thoughtful Loren closed his eyes slightly and replied in a low voice

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

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

"Alas... In that case, dear Loren is not in danger?" the young voice exclaimed, and suddenly became very excited: "how, do you need a little 'help'? Just like us" Dear Loren... Why are you so skilled! "

After hesitating for a moment, Loren decided to continue ignoring him.

"Lord Loren Turin, I have kept you waiting."

A kind and old voice came from the shadow, and there was an old man with a faltering face.

The dark haired wizard frowned slightly, and his eyes gradually became dignified.

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

"You've come here today... For the sake of asking questions?"

Finally, elbird broke the silence first and sighed in a low voice: "when gray Sal came to find you, I had expected, but I didn't expect..."

"You didn't expect it, but you were quite sure I would come." Lauren didn't want to say a word of nonsense, and coldly opened his mouth and went straight to the subject:

"Your Excellency... President of the Royal wizard academy!"

"Lord Loren, I..."

"You have been planning since we arrived in the capital... Yes, from our 'chance encounter' with gray sal..."

"Since then, whether seram kovo ran to the summer twilight courtyard to ask us for help and persuade Victor Hughes to let him allow me to investigate the case... You are everywhere."

“……”

"I need an answer, master Albert Tarot, I need an answer."

Alberd lost his tongue for a moment and finally spoke:

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

"But now you have surrendered to the Holy Cross... The Royal former wizard consultant chose 'reconciliation' when the College Tutor was killed and the imperial wizard was in danger... It was surprising." Loren said sarcastically:

"Do you know that once master lusack is really sentenced to death..."

"Lusaka kovo is already bound to die. He must atone for what happened that year..."

"We still have a chance - if you don't betray us!" Lauren interrupted him rudely, with a trace of anxiety in his voice.

Terrible, it's terrible

He really hasn't experienced this situation since vimpal college.

When the victory is in hand and the success is near... The advantages around you turn into disadvantages little by little, until you finally leave yourself completely alone.

That's a good way.

"I only ask once, master alberd... What conditions or ways did the Holy Cross threaten you to decide to give up master Lusaka and choose to reconcile with them?!"

Another long silence.

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

"The situation is the same as water and fire." the black haired wizard frowned slightly: "what's the matter?"

"Potential and water and fire... It's a wonderful metaphor. It's very appropriate - the relationship between the wizard and the church has never eased since eboden was built."

Alberd raised his head with a faint flicker in his calm eyes: "what if I tell you that the church and the wizard have a chance to reconcile, and the premise is that we pay the last little sacrifice?"

"Are you kidding, master elbird?"

"No, I'm serious... And the people who came to me also came up with a very practical plan." the old man said solemnly with a slight breath:

"Peace is near!"