Knight with Wand

Chapter 75 Why does Azerien want to preserve the history of slavery?

".Stop! This is the imperial embassy, no outsiders are allowed to approach it."

The black-armored guard at the door stopped the three of them with an arrogant expression in Uriya, which was not very fluent.

Following his companions as they approached the gate of the Atias embassy, Leon was able to clearly see the foreign soldiers in front of him who had only glanced at them yesterday.

They all wore diamond-topped open-face helmets that were very different from those of the countries in the Western Continent. There was no retractable visor that covered the face, but the protective parts of the armor's neck protector were raised very high, covering the bottom of the nose.

The forehead of his helmet is wrapped with a band of alternate colors. The two officers-looking soldiers in the lead have symmetrical feather decorations extending from both sides of the helmet.

The main body of the armor is almost the same as the breastplate of the Ferru people. It is black, with the iconic golden one-eye emblem on the chest. The circular baffle on the upper end of the shoulder armor stands high. The edges of the armor and some parts are golden, but it should be just some kind of paint. paint.

Leon just looked at it briefly, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

Every soldier's armor obviously has unified manufacturing standards from decoration to shape, even the number of armor pieces covering the shoulders and arms, the connecting joints, and the weapons and equipment held in hand.

At first glance, these soldiers wearing heavy armor seem to be exactly the same as clones.

He didn't know if the people in front of him were the elites of the Artias Empire. It wouldn't be unusual if there were armorers of considerable scale who specially crafted equipment for them.

But if they are just the most ordinary grassroots warriors, this may mean that the distant empire may have already advanced on a civilization process that far exceeds that of the countries in the Western Continent today.

"Alea Casoles, the son of the Baron of Leidenburg, came to attend the appointment at the invitation of His Excellency Pirieno." Azarian showed the invitation letter to the officer at the door without being humble or condescending.

The leading officer carefully checked the invitation, and then cast an inexplicable glance at Azarian's face.

The officer raised his eyebrows, waved his hands in a playful voice and muttered something in a foreign language that Leon and the other three could not understand to the men behind him.

"Go straight into the hall and tell the servants. You will see Master Pirieno. Remember not to run around or you will suffer the consequences."

The black-armored officer gave a casual warning and opened the iron door.

No one was even sent to follow them, and the guards simply put the few people into the courtyard.

Walking on the smooth road, Leon looked back at the guard outside the door.

He didn't know whether it was heavily guarded or loosely guarded. Except for the black-armored soldiers and tower crossbowmen at the main entrance, he didn't even see any patrolling guards in the courtyard. There were only two or three servants taking care of the garden in the distance. .

Are these people so assured of the protection of the city wall?

Leon felt that he climbed in from outside so easily yesterday.

A layman like him can sneak inside. If it were replaced by a more professional assassin, wouldn't such security be ineffective?

But it's also a good thing for myself.

Leon took this opportunity to look around, trying to keep the environment inside and outside the embassy building in mind.

Entering the main building in the center of the embassy courtyard, the quiet front hall makes people feel more empty.

Except for the maid who came to greet him, there seemed to be no one in the whole house.

"The master is resting upstairs. Please follow me to the reception room and wait a moment." The pretty maid bent down and extended her hand to signal, then turned around and led the way.

Leon raised his eyes from behind her and aimed at the other person's neck.

Not surprisingly, he also saw a red magic pattern on the other person's neck.

The female slave took everyone into the reception room and left to inform her master.

The short wait made Lohark feel extremely long. He was restless and eager to see his long-separated relatives as soon as possible, but at this moment, he had to endure the opportunity of reunion that was just around the corner.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for footsteps to be heard outside the door.

A red-haired man wearing an exquisite black robe, his face glowing red, pushed open the door and entered.

As soon as he came in, his face was filled with a kind smile, and he looked at Azarian who stood up and saluted.

"Oh~! Alaya! My friend, you are welcome to be my guest. It's so nice to see you again."

Pirieno opened his hand, enthusiastically stepped forward to hug Azerien, and even bowed his head to give the aristocratic boy a "Qiao Laden"-style face-to-face salute.

He kissed the air with two numb sounds.

Azarian was also not used to the other party's friendly and eager attitude, and his face was pricked a little uncomfortable by the other party's beard.

But now, regardless of his pretended identity or his true purpose, it was hard to offend the other party, so the young man had no choice but to hug back and accept the other party's intimate greeting.

Leon looked on, surprised that his partner had already developed such a good relationship with this Atias man that he was like a close friend in just one day of negotiation yesterday.

He secretly admired the strong social skills of the noble son.

Now that the relationship is so friendly, maybe they can actually implement the redemption plan they considered before.

"I am deeply grateful for your proposal yesterday. I am here today to discuss the details of the cooperation with you on behalf of my family."

Azarian smiled reluctantly and took a step back, trying hard to get rid of the other party's embrace. It was really difficult to cope with the other party's exaggerated attitude.

"Okay, okay, of course we have to talk carefully. It is my duty to help friends in trouble. Sir Alaya, you don't have to leave today. My place is quite big and there are many rooms. If you are tired of talking, just go to bed." , no problem~" Pirieno patted the noble boy on the shoulder with a smile.

"Then thank you for your warm hospitality." Azarian nodded politely and said gratefully.

The next conversation between the two sounded a little unsatisfactory to Leon on the side.

The identity and situation that Azarian is currently pretending to be are just made up to deceive people. No matter how in-depth and detailed the conversation with this man named Pirieno is, it is just an unrealistic lie with no possibility of implementation.

Leon and others could only wait silently for the opportunity to encounter Ms. Elena.

Soon, the conversation between Xu and Weishe came to an end. Pirieno stood up and invited Azarian to have lunch.

Leon and Rohark were naturally not qualified to sit down as "servants" now, so they waited outside the door together.

The female slaves entered the dining room carrying trays of various sizes.

The two of them scanned the faces carefully.

After a while, Lohak's eyes narrowed, and he clenched his hands with excitement, his palms trembling slightly, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

He finally saw the relative he had been missing for two months! !

Elena was holding the dinner plate and froze on the spot when she saw the face of her long-separated brother.

It was not until the maid behind her urged her in confusion that the lady woke up as if from a dream. With a rosy face, she endured the excitement and quickened her pace to follow the team to deliver the sumptuous lunch to the restaurant.

Elena, who placed the freshly prepared food on the dining table, was so focused on being reunited with her loved ones that she didn't even notice that Azarian, who was sitting down, was also an acquaintance.

She just observed the etiquette and stood on either side with the other female slaves, happily recalling how her brother looked safe and sound just now.

Elena did not recognize the noble son, but Azerion clearly recognized her.

Surprised that he finally met the target of his trip, the aristocratic boy changed his mind and immediately showed his absent-mindedness while chatting with Pirieno.

He frequently cast his eyes on Ms. Elena in front of Pirieno.

Azarian plays the role of a heart-warming young boy.

Just to pave the way for what I will say later.

Pirieno naturally noticed that the noble boy in front of him was constantly distracted.

Seeing this handsome young man "stealing" at his slave girl with a look of admiration on his face, he didn't feel displeased at all.

"Your Excellency Alaia, you seem to like my slave very much?" Pirieno raised his glass and teased meaningfully.

Hearing this, Azarian pretended to be confused and immature: "I'm very sorry, I'm sorry, Your Excellency Pirieno, it's just that your maid amazes me."

Pirieno waved his hand with a smile. He never minded sharing happiness with those close to him, not to mention that the handsome young man with extraordinary temperament in front of him was also his target: "Haha, it doesn't matter. If you like it, I will let Yi Lian Na goes to bed with you."

Elena, who had been immersed in her own world, raised her head in surprise. Somehow, the nobles at the table mentioned her name.

Waiting for guests? The lady, who had escaped humiliation for so many days, couldn't help but feel panicked again.

She looked at the aristocratic young man on the table, but when she saw the vaguely familiar face clearly, Elena couldn't help but be stunned.

Azarian turned his head to the side, avoiding Pirieno's eyes, and winked at Ms. Elena desperately.

The memory of the cage came to mind. Elena realized something and quickly lowered her head to hide her surprise.

She understood everything about the boy who claimed to be her brother's friend yesterday, the figure of Lohark just now, and the familiar young nobleman now. Lohark and his friends were obviously still trying to rescue her.

Azarian breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Ms. Elena would show a familiar reaction to him.

Now everyone is in a dragon's den and if the performance goes wrong, not only Ms. Elena, but also the three of them will be ruined.

"Your Excellency is so kind, I really don't know how to repay your kindness."

Azarian turned around again, looking grateful to Pirieno.

But he did not immediately make a request to redeem the slaves. If he acted more eagerly now, it would appear that he was pushing too far and was unseemly, which would arouse suspicion.

The boy knew that he would never really touch his best friend's sister anyway.

Just spend tonight, review the script and lines of "Love in Love" with Elena in the room, and perform a small love scene the next day.

When the time comes to spend money to redeem the "object of admiration" you fall in love with at first sight, everything will fall into place.

Azarian thought, since the other party was so enthusiastic about helping the family of the son of a down-and-out noble, and he was optimistic about this future political investment, he would not be stingy about the value of a mere slave.

"Haha, you're welcome~, your friendship with me is naturally the best repayment." The smile on Pirieno's face became even bigger. He clapped his hands and ordered to the slaves: "You all go out first, don't "Trouble me while I'm alone with your distinguished guest."

The servants bowed and left one after another.

After they all left the restaurant, Pirieno picked up the wine glass again.

Facing this handsome young man whose family has fallen into disrepute, he has given a great favor of support and hospitality, so what happens next?

Narrowing his eyes, Pirieno launched a real test to the young man: "Since Alaya is also so interested in romance, I wonder if you have had a partner before?"

Outside the house, Leon and Lohark watched the maids walk out of the restaurant one after another.

Elena deliberately fell last in front of the door of the main corridor. When others were not paying attention, she carefully turned around and pointed to her brother and the boy to the back of the courtyard outside the house.

Leon understood the hint. He recalled the location of the courtyard and roughly knew that she was probably referring to the secluded corner where they met yesterday, so he turned around and waved to Lohark, motioning to follow.

Lohak, who could no longer bear the feeling of reunion, immediately suppressed the excitement of rushing over and followed his sister's back from a distance, all the way out of the embassy building.

After twisting and turning, avoiding distracting eyes and ears, he came to the statue in the backyard.

Lohark hugged his tearful relatives.

"Sorry sister, I came too late!" The tall young man had tears in his eyes, and his voice was trembling for fear that he was dreaming.

Hugging her only relative tightly, Irina rested her head on her brother's shoulder, crying and smiling at the same time, and patted his back gently: ".It's okay as long as you're okay. It's okay if my sister sees that you're still alive." It’s good, it’s more important than anything else.”

Without disturbing the reunion of the siblings after crossing the separation of life and death, Leon leaned against the statue to watch the wind to prevent others from approaching.

Whether Ms. Elena can be successfully rescued now depends on the news from Azarian.

Unable to deal with the vicious curse, he and Rohark did not dare to act rashly.

"Sister, listen to me. I am now a knight of Orland! I still have a territory! After we find a way to remove the damn curse on your neck and rescue you, we can live together in Orland." Luo Huck wiped his eyes and said solemnly to the relatives in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Elena smiled bitterly with a sad face: "Sister, please, little Mustang, I am very satisfied to see you alive and well again.

Look, isn’t my sister living a good life? And these brave friends of yours, how could you do such risky things for me?

That wizard can control the wind and rain like a god. He is very scary. Once you offend him, you will definitely die! "

Lohark shook his head and introduced his companions with great trust in his sister: "That bastard knows how to do witchcraft! Leon can do it too! Even the devil is not Leon's opponent, so what does that red-haired ghost mean? Shit, don’t worry, sister, we will definitely find a way to get you out!”

Leon tilted his head, dumbfounded by this boy's inexplicable confidence.

"Are you a spell caster? So, you destroyed the spell here?"

A calm young man's voice reached Leon's ears from a very close distance.

Leon was so shocked that he immediately turned back and reflexively touched the dagger hidden in his arms.

But when he looked in front of where the sound came from, he saw nothing.

He had been watching his surroundings vigilantly and didn't notice anyone approaching at all. Now he even wondered if he was hearing hallucinations.

But Lohark obviously heard the sound.

The tall young man hurriedly turned around to protect his sister behind him, looking for the source of the sound.

Likewise, Lohark found nothing.

The two suddenly fell into tension.

But Elena is very familiar with this voice that she has known for a long time.

"Corvis, are you here?" she asked quickly.