Chapter 998

Dead silence.

Dead silence.

In Charlotte's study, three people with different expressions sat around in front of the study. In addition to looking at each other's expressions, they all closed their mouths and said nothing.

After listening to Isaac's narration, the three people - or only Lina desallion and Charlotte - quickly went through four stages of surprise, shock, disbelief and sudden enlightenment in just five minutes.

This is not going down the stairs, but a free fall!

"So..."

After a long silence, Charlotte, still shocked, broke the silence with her hoarse voice:

"AI... AI Yin, is it a witch?"

"Yes, she is a witch - of course, more accurately, a female alchemist." Isaac said quickly to himself, "not all wizards can be made wizards, for example..."

Before he could go on, Lina de sallion kicked the arrogant under the table.

Although she was equally shocked, it was not because of... Gender.

It's the courage of Ayn Rand.

A woman, in lottel, and also the most powerful lottel in the church, actually chose to embark on the road of wizard in order to obtain independence and freedom - and in the next few years, she even ran around for friends and was in danger several times.

If I had to become a witch, I'm afraid I would hide in an absolutely safe place.

This is what "smart people" do.

A woman with enough qualifications to become a wizard will never be stupid.

And Ayn Rand... Her intelligence, just "smart" may not be able to describe.

What kind of emotion is enough to make such a "smart woman" risk alone, and again and again

Looking at Isaac who kept casting eyes at herself, in a hurry... Lina desallion felt that she had got the answer.

Charlotte on the other side was even more complicated.

Because for her, Ayn is no longer just a friend, but also an object to communicate with, a "mentor" who can deeply understand and even wake up again and again.

But now the fact suddenly tells her that her "mentor" is actually a witch and has always been close to the people she likes... Although she suspected it before, she just didn't think about it at that time... Her "forced proposal" hurt her severely.

The first feeling is anger.

She was angry at why she always avoided talking, why she never revealed anything, and why she finally told herself after she finally made up her mind.

But the answer to all the questions is the same... Because she is a witch.

Shock, anger, pain, guilt

Various emotions struggled repeatedly in Charlotte's heart.

The Countess of red blood castle never turns a blind eye to her mistakes, let alone shirk her responsibility, because her pride does not allow her to do so;

She knew that if she hadn't been so reckless and waited until Lauren came back to discuss with him, instead of giving him no choice, things would never have turned into what they are now.

But now... It's done. The Knights of Byrne's thirteen leaders, the guests of the Empire and even the principalities, and even the dragon have come outside the red blood castle.

At this time, even if she wants to stop, it's impossible.

"Ai Yin..."

After a long hesitation, Charlotte finally spoke slowly: "how is she... Now?"

Two pairs of eyes full of various emotions looked at Isaac at the same time.

"She... I don't think there's anything to describe." Isaac's expression was more confused than the two of them: "she went to the laboratory as soon as she came back, neither angry nor sad; very calm, very... Calm."

"Calm... Well, apart from this word, I really don't know how to describe her with you; Ayn is always like this. When she is happy, she can enjoy all day. When she is sad, it is often a blink of an eye, in short..."

Shaking his head, Isaac looked "speechless".

But such an answer made Charlotte and Lina's expressions more heavy - even if the little wizard was crying or angry, maybe they could feel better.

"Duke... Where's Loren?"

"He just went to the wizard guild... Should be to comfort Ayn." pushed the spectacle frame, and Lina whispered for Isaac, "the question is what to do next... What should they do for the 300 guests in the round table hall?"

"You can't tell them the wedding was cancelled, Charlotte."

"I don't know..." biting her lower lip, the Countess of the red blood Castle struggled with her self reproach and was a little flustered: "yes or no - anyway, we didn't say whose wedding it was, so we'll just make a mistake..."

"Open the identity of Ayn and let a witch marry Duke Byrne?"

Lena de sallion stared, "are you crazy?"

If this kind of thing is spread, it will not only be a fatal blow to ayin's identity, but also give the imperial aristocracy and the church a good reason to punish Byrne, and plunge the whole Turin family into an abyss!

"I just put forward a possibility..." stroking her forehead, Charlotte, who knew she was wrong, couldn't help retorting: "besides, we can let her pretend to be another person and then hide her name!"

She shook her head helplessly. The girl in her eyes didn't say anything more.

Now Charlotte has begun to lose her mind because of self blame.

"Seriously, I don't understand what you're talking about... Politics, interests, struggle, balabalabala..."

After a long silence, Isaac said slowly, "I just hope this matter will end in any form. Please don't hurt my friend."

"... any one."

"I understand." nodding, Charlotte smiled at him reluctantly: "I will never hurt them, whether it's Ayn or Loren - including you, Isaac, you're willing to stand up and speak for your friends. It's really..."

"I'm sorry, but you don't seem to understand what I mean." Isaac rolled his eyes. "I'm not sure to hurt Ayn and Loren. What I said was not to hurt my friends."

"Charlotte Turin, you are also my friend - maybe not the best one, but if you hurt yourself in order to protect them, it will also hurt my friend; I will be very angry, and I promise to vent my anger hysterically!"

"So I ask you to solve this matter, or we can find a way together, but not on the premise of hurting any of my friends - I want all my friends to live happily together until they are 70 years old, and then start the competition to see who reaches the end of life first!"

The voice fell, and the angry Isaac held his arm, as if he was still angry that he had been misunderstood.

Charlotte, who looked stunned, became the one who was speechless.

"How do you feel?"

Lina de sallion secretly poked Charlotte's waist and abdomen with her elbow, with a lazy and cunning smile on her face:

"See... Why would I like this fool?"

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"I said, I'm not unhappy, really."

Looking at the black haired wizard who hurried over for fear of his own accident, the little wizard smiled helplessly.

"Really?"

He opened his mouth carefully and Lauren's face said "I don't believe it".

"Really." with her waist tucked in, Ayn nodded. "She's a good girl, and since she brought it up, it must be not just because she likes you."

"But... Are you really not sad at all?" Lauren shook his head. "I thought you would be very angry... At least jealous."

"... I find that you are not only self righteous, but also narcissistic recently, you big liar!"

Unable to help smiling, the little wizard's expression became more and more helpless: "why do you think I'm angry?"

"Hmm..." after a moment of meditation, Loren tentatively opened his mouth: "because I'm... Very attractive?"

His answer was a fine steel forging hammer with a beautiful parabola.

"Go to hell, narcissist!"

The black haired wizard hurriedly caught the handle of the hammer and avoided making it close to his head.

"That's not it? That's the night at vimpal College - for the first time in your life, you were undressed and carried to bed by a man your father accidentally took off his clothes, so..."

Well, when the identity of a woman disguised as a man was revealed for the first time, shame and some kind of hidden heart burst out for a long time, and she was fond of her first male friend.

Perfect, classic - otherwise why is this routine used badly? Loren felt he could write a novel.

Before the words fell, the little wizard with a red face had rushed towards him, and the rapidly approaching soles of his boots blocked Loren's vision.

"Go to hell, big liar!"

"Why did you change it back?"

"Do you care?"

Although she had been trained by war dancer Leia, she was not strong enough after all - a full blow and hit the bridge of the nose only made the black haired wizard have more red on his mouth.

In the narrow laboratory, two people who are unwilling to let go come and go like cats and mice; During this period, Loren should not only avoid being completely hit by small wizards, but also avoid any experimental equipment.

Because everything here is the hard work of Ayn, something she really poured into her feelings.

"What the hell is that... Why don't you tell me yourself? I'm really not good at word games!"

"No!"

"How can there be no - feeling... Or it just sounds, tastes, smells or feels, whatever you say, I don't care!"

"I don't know!"

"Well, tell me what kind of image I am in your heart - just describe it casually, for example..."

"Big liar! Narcissistic!"

"OK, but I can't be both a liar and a narcissist."

"You are!"

"Please listen to me..."

"You are!"

"I don't..."

"Yes!"

"I..."

"Yes!"

"What is it?"

"Big liar! Narcissistic!"

"I can't be both a liar and a narcissist."

"You are!"

"Yes!"

"Just..."

Before he could say it, the little wizard puffed and laughed.

The black haired wizard with the corners of his mouth was "ruthlessly" pressed on the wall by her, raised his right foot and stepped on his nose.

"If I were a big liar..." the grinning Lauren said lazily:

"You are a stupid girl who was cheated by a big liar and held naked in the hot spring."

"Shut up!" Ayn blushed. "Don't you say it."

"Why, I lied to you." Lauren continued to pretend to be silly: "yes, the water vapor that night was not so big. I lied to you. I was waiting for you from the beginning. I was the one who tried to cheat from beginning to end. I......"

"Shut up!"

"Shut up if you're honest?"

"Shut up!"

"But I want to say, I want to admit my mistake."

"Don't say!"

"Don't say... Are you going to let me continue to make mistakes?"

"Narcissist die!"

Pop!

The pink fist that hit the black haired wizard's front teeth was tightly held the moment before it hit.

The little wizard with a red face did not move, maintained a single legged independent position, and stared at Loren with glowing eyes.

"I promised... I would wait for you." the expressionless black haired wizard said slowly, "wait until you tell me and confess to me."

"I won't break my promise."

Ayn clenched her teeth and her swollen cheeks were as ripe and red as a drop.

"But, but..."

"Nothing, but you said it yourself."

Gently put her wrist down, bit by bit moved away and pressed the soles of her feet on the bridge of her nose. The black haired wizard quietly hugged the little wizard in his arms.

"Promise me not to let Charlotte down, let alone hurt her, okay?"

The soft voice is like a bee stinging in the ear.

"I promise, I swear," whispered the dark haired wizard. "It's one of the last things I want to do."

"But you are a big liar, so you won't tell the truth."

"Then I promise you that I will bully her as hard as I bully you."

"No, you can't bully her anymore."

"Well, then don't bully her. I only bully you."

"No."

"... how about you two bullying me together?"

The little wizard's mouth burst into a smile, which made Loren a lot easier.

But the next moment, heretical mutation!

The light was still on, but the laboratory suddenly darkened a lot; An indescribable cold spread in the air, stinging their exposed skin.

"What is this..."

The confused Ayn noticed something, but before she could speak, a strong sense of sleepiness came to her mind; A thin layer of eyelids suddenly had a heavy weight; No matter how she struggled, she could only close her eyes bit by bit and make her consciousness fall into a deep sleep.

Hugging the little wizard tightly, Loren's smile gradually converged and his eyes became indifferent.

Although he didn't look back, he already knew who the "person" was.

"Finally willing to say?"

Lauren squinted and muttered to herself.