Wizard From Afar

In the early morning, the barracks.

From the moment he woke up from the dream, Loren was ready to go...because there was nothing to prepare.

The magic wand...now he doesn't need it anymore. If it weren't for habit and Dalton's mentor, he might not even wear the "sorcerer" Loren on his left hand.

Pharmaceuticals...From the moment the second valve is opened, any medicines will no longer have an effect on themselves;

Bright silver and Hidden sword... are also habitual, so I don’t carry them on my body. Several weapons always feel weird;

Dawn...The ancestral sword of the Torino family is also one of the most convenient weapons used by Loren; after hesitating for a long time, I decided to keep it.

As for the others...the navy blue silver-rim robe is slim, the silver-white ribbon tie collar, the dark black gold buckle riding boots...this dress that once impressed Loren appeared on his bedside in the early morning, and apart All the clothes from this disappeared.

He can guess who did it without even thinking about it.

After finishing wearing, Loren walked out of the camp, and the familiar silhouette immediately came into view.

Loren raised his brows involuntarily when his eyes stopped on someone.

"What's the matter, are you so surprised to see me?"

Holding his shoulders, Isaac's face as it should be by rights: "Black Cross Seriol, The battle between the void and the material world, the truth about the destruction of the giant dragon kingdom... This is a once-in-a-lifetime experience. After this village, there will be nothing like this shop! You expect me to stay out of the business and watch my Junior Brother go alone?"

"No." Loren, with wide-eyed and stunned expressions, is more than him as it should be by rights: "I thought you would be caught by Lena Desalion before you left, under her watch Next, watch me go."

While saying this, Loren had to desperately suppress the corners of his mouth that he wanted to raise.

"Very well, I can hear the irony about being afraid of women; but dear Loren Junior Brother, I have a little confidence in your Senior." Isaac proudly raised his head: "She is mine Girl, how could I let myself listen to her orders?"

"Of course! Promises this kind of thing is not within the scope of the order, so I made a lot of promises before leaving-let’s fight first A discussion, this adventure should not last more than half a year, otherwise...er...let’s assume that those bad things won’t happen first, okay?"

Looking at Isaac, who was scratching his head frantically, no longer control it. The corners of the black hair wizard's mouth that couldn't help but curled up.

"I...I am not like Isaac, I know what you are going to do, I don't understand those."

The tender voice sounded, and Lu Sien, with two swords on his back, stood in Loren. In front of him, his eyes burned, as always: "I only know one thing, that is, no matter what you do, you need a sword."

"Master Loren, I am your sword."

After a two-second pause, the black hair wizard opened the mouth and said: "If I remember correctly, Lucien, you are already the heir of the Duchy and Wiltz family."

" Ulrich Wiltz, my big brother...he will have a better heir, even more how..." A joking flashed across the gray-pupil boy's face:

"Let’s assume those bad ones first Nothing in your heart will happen, okay?"

Loren smiled dumbly, while Isaac next to him shrugged helplessly, with an expression of "my terrier was robbed".

The smiling gray-eyed boy stepped back half a step, his dark pupils moved towards the last silhouette, waiting there was a pair of clear and transparent sapphires like lake water.

The two eyes facing each other didn't say a word because they didn't need to say anything.

No more deceiving, no more leaving another person, no matter what you face... all together.

You promised me.

I will keep my promise.

Slowly retracted his gaze, Loren looked at his friends with completely different expressions but the same look, and shrugged: "Let’s go."

"Let’s go."

…………………………

"Nothing else, just talk to him."

A black cloak, cloth with an iron crown on his head Standing in the middle of the road, Langdon drank away Knight and bodyguards who wanted to go forward, and looked at Loren's eyes: "Everyone--including the dukes, count noble lords, didn't intend to offend-- Disappeared."

People with different expressions looked at each other in blank dismay, looking at Brandon's motionless indifferent expression, and left one after another.

"To be honest, I'm still not at ease, you..."

Loren raised his hand and interrupted.

"We have already said, haven't we, your majesty?"

Brandon is lightly snorted.

"Okay... Why are you so sure that I will keep my promise, don’t forget who I am, I’m Brandon Desalion, dignified the'shameful prince'-I pitted him You’re unlucky, you kill more monsters!"

"Uh...Did you forget that I fought the Battle of the Blood Skeleton Valley?" Loren reminded him "kindly", "There Just monsters, no less than 300,000."

"That...that is more elves than you have ever seen!"

"Battle of Eboden?"

"Ancient wood forest elves, I'm not talking about Azorean scum, but ancient wood forest elves!"

"Um...as an envoy to Wuyue Court?"

"What about the giant dragon, the giant dragon is always okay?!" Without giving Loren a chance to speak, Brandon took the lead in stealing: "Don't talk to me about the undead giant dragon... The giant dragon on Jufeng Mountain is all counted. There are no more than twenty!"

"I don't think this has any comparability, and the example you gave is particularly unreasonable..."

"Shut up, shut up Shut up! How about I'm arguing, I'm the emperor! The emperor can arguing!"

"Good, good..."

Loren raised his hands and surrendered.

The two looked at each other for a moment, sighed tacitly at the same time.

"You planned it from the very beginning, didn't you?"

Brandon's neck and cheeks flushed, panting, staring fiercely at the black hair wizard. "Brandon Desalion is a lunatic, no matter how much you say, he will be a stubborn lunatic, so you have to give him a step down and make him satisfied, so he won’t be mad, right? "

"Do you know who used this method to deal with me before..."

Brandon faintly said: "Eckhardt Dessalion...my Sir Father who knows everything."

"If I want freedom, he will let me and my sister-in-law leave together; if I want prestige, he will give me the Battle of Duanjieshan; if I want power, he will give For my seat in the Imperial Cabinet, I want military power, so he asked me to conquer the big green sea for him..."

"step by step to satisfy my ideas, and then let me follow the good track he set …Go on!"

"Brandon..."

"I know how you want to persuade me, I don’t need you to satisfy me, I know...but I still don’t Be willing." Brandon still each minding their own business said:

"Live in a cage for the rest of my life and be deceived by others for the rest of my life. When I finally think I can finally act on my own will, I know this is a scam... You don't know how it feels."

The black hair wizard frowned slightly, hesitated when he looked at Brandon's self-deprecating smile.

"I know."

"en?"

Brandon startled:

"What?"

"I said...I know. Being locked in a cage and being deceived...I know very well."

"Really, how did you escape?"

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"I didn't escape, I'm still in the cage." The black hair wizard slowly opened the mouth and said: "I just learned how to deal with the person who takes care of the cage."

"Why?"

"There are not so many reasons...If you insist, you are afraid to escape but don't know what to do, and you will be locked back into the cage again."

Loren stared at him motionlessly: "But if you know what to do, you don't have to escape; if you know what to do, no one can stop you."

Brandon was shocked. Looking at the black hair wizard, I couldn't say a word.

Loren glanced at him, smiled slightly nodded, and walked away.

"Loren!"

Brandon, who was stunned in the same place, spoke suddenly, shouting at the black hair wizard, and also alarmed the people around him.

Stopping, the black hair wizard looks slightly behind his back, and a pair of crimson pupils turned their heads to stare at him.

"This sentence..."

"You made it up temporarily, it was nonsense...right?"

Shrug your shoulders, Loren uses Looking at him with a particularly sincere look:

"Which sentence?"

"Puchi!"

After a few seconds, Brandon's mouth was not affected. The rise in control.

"he he he …he he he hahahahaha …hahahahahaha …"

The joyful atmosphere is overflowing in the quiet military camp.

Brandon smiled brilliantly and laughed for a long time, until he almost couldn't breathe, curled up and knelt on the ground and crawled on the corner of his mouth, dripping tears from the corner of his eyes, and finally stopped.

"You...you may or may not know, I was planning to prepare a cage for you." Brandon, who was lying on the ground, intermittently said:

"But at that moment, at that moment, I suddenly realized...I don't need to do that at all."

"Think about it carefully, what the'Black Cross' Seror wants to do What he wants is to completely control this world, control everything, and turn everything into something he can change in a single thought and can be manipulated by him at will."

"What does this mean? ? Means that even if the world becomes another look, we can't feel it at all, or even can't notice it-this is what you said, you told me personally, no one can know, because of our thoughts and memories , It’s only between his thoughts."

"Then who will really be affected, will really feel all these changes, and understand the pain?"

" Only you...Loren Torino, only you who opened the second valve can feel all the pain and understand the cruelty of all this."

"So as you said, this It’s a war that belongs to you only."

Brandon stared at Loren, motionlessly staring into his eyes, and said in an unquestionable serious tone:

"You... are doing everything to guard the cage that fetters you."

At that moment, the barracks were silent.

The face doesn't change black hair wizard puts his eyes away, and walks away under the gaze of the red-haired boy.

…………………………

Outside the gate of the barracks, waiting for him is still the familiar silhouette.

Charlotte, who was alone, was standing by the road without an army, guards, or even any entourage; in a simple cloak and cloak, holding a round and long package, Ordinary people are like little women who send their fellow villagers away.

"Don't worry, I am not advising you to stay."

Looking at the black hair wizard with a vigilant face and hesitating to step forward, the female count smiled dumbly and looked uncharacteristically. Gentleness: "Those words, I believe that countless people have already said to you, right?"

Loren's gaze dodges, and the corners of his mouth smile.

Smile, just keep smiling when you are embarrassed.

"Dalton Kander, Ayin, Edward and Brandon... If everyone fails to persuade you, or acquiesces to you to take the risk alone, then it proves that this matter has been It's irreversible; even if I really want to do that, even if I really succeed, it is destined to have no perfect ending."

"In that case, let's go." Eyebrows stretched, gentle as water Charlotte looked at the eyes of the black hair wizard, and passed the package in her hand:

"I brought the things you forgot to bring."

The package opened, revealing It is the hilt of the great sword "Dawn".

Loren's mood sank a little: "Charlotte..."

"This is the family sword of the Torino family and the sword of the Duke of Byrne...It belongs to Yours." Looking at each other, Charlotte muttered softly: "The Black Duke did not leave it when he went north, and you can't."

"Take it and do what you want to do. , To add glory to it; if...if you can’t bring it back...then you can’t bring it back!”

No Void Power is needed at all, and Loren can also feel that from the trembling of Charlotte’s voice A trace of pain.

I can do nothing, I can only look at the pain from a distance.

"I got it."

Nodded, Loren with a solemn expression took the sword in Charlotte's hand and put it behind him: "When I finish my work, I will take it with you. I'm back."

Looking at those serious eyes, Charlotte was slightly nodded.

"Remember, every generation of Duke of Byrne and every generation of Knights is their child's example, and their bloodline can be proud of-relying on these legendary stories, glory Or a tragic hero, the bloodline of Byrne and Torino can continue and be condensed."

With a trembling voice, Charlotte pressed her hands on her lower abdomen, raised her head, and looked at Loren very seriously. In her most powerful tone, opened the mouth and said:

"If...if you don’t have the glory that the child can be proud of, don’t come back!"

"I I see."

Slightly nodded Charlotte gave Loren a meaningful look, then turned and left.

black hair wizard relieved, with a smile on the corners of his mouth.

Didn't expect Charlotte also had such a reasonable time, and she would choose to support herself... If there is no glory that the child can be proud of, don't come back... This is really...

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Huh?

Child, she said...child, right?

Whose child? !

no no no, this may also be just a rhetorical device, an exaggeration...Uh, um, for example,'let children be happy','let children smile,''make children happy The growth'... Did she forget to add "men", right? !

What's the situation? !

Loren turned pale in fright, with a shocked expression like a bolt from the blue.

Shivered and shivering, he hurriedly turned his head back, but Charlotte's silhouette had disappeared...Loren, who was a little more lucid, recalled the meaningful smile when she left, and suddenly understood something.

"so that's how it is..." The black hair wizard muttered to himself, his face filled with an anxious and inexplicable smile:

"Charlotte ·Torino...you are my prison."