Wizard From Afar

"Loren...the Duke is awake, thank you Holy Cross!"

The noise is so noisy that it makes people headaches, one after another, familiar or unfamiliar Face, and Lu Sien's excitement so much that he couldn't help shouting.

What's the matter, I seem to be...in a coma for a while?

Loren, who tried to open his eyes, could only see one face after another, either anxious or joyful, so many people were irritable, and his mouth was dry and he didn’t even want to say a word. Said, waved weakly.

"Everyone, go out, right now!" This is the voice of Count Eckert in the Castle of Fury: "The Duke needs to be quiet!"

"Yes, you guys don’t save people. Heart-smelling man, do you want to kill your duke with stinky sweat?" This is Sarika Jonah, awe-inspiring: "Get out of here. Just leave me and my dear little angel Ain!"

"...I also included you, Miss Sarika Jonah."

"che, stingy old man, I won’t help you next time."

"..." Eckert.

For one minute, the chaotic "commotion" was completely gone. Loren struggled to sit up, panting and looking around.

Neither too big nor too small in the tent, sitting on the bed by himself, next to the little wizard who is busy refining medicine in front of the test bench.

The strong bloody smell is mixed with the smell of tranquilizers, and the smell of vinegar mixed with several medicines "simmered" in the cauldron makes it almost impossible to breathe normally.

"How... I mean, am I still healthy?" Loren asked pretending to be relaxed while feeling the whole body.

"Very healthy, even the wounded soldiers in the barracks can't compare to you." Ai Yin replied without looking back, her voice somewhat indifferent, busy debugging the potion: "You just consume energy. Excessive, nothing at worst."

"It's the same as every time before."

Loren chuckled in relief, but his temples were tearing apart It hurts; he sat up straight, reached out to the tranquilizer on the table, and unexpectedly threw himself into the air.

Vaguely lifts the head, Ai Yin with an indifferent expression is standing in front of him, her eyes flushed.

"Uh...that, I..."

Slap——!

A clear and crisp slap was slapped on his left face.

The black hair wizard was stunned.

"Just a little...just a little bit. If it weren't for Lucien to bring you back in time, you would be dead." The little wizard gritted his teeth, even his voice trembling:

"It's the same every time!"

Rubbing the flushed cheeks, Loren stared at the blue eyes intently.

"In order to wake you up immediately, I gave you three grams of tranquilizer." Ai Yin clenched her powder fist, almost leaking these words from the gap between her teeth:

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"This dose can already be used to kill people!"

"But you saved my life with it. Good job, great job." Loren lightly said with a smile, strained his right arm with all his strength, and raised his thumb to the little wizard: "It is indeed an alchemist who even Mentor Dalton Kander is proud of!"

"Loren Torino, I I'm not joking with you!" Ai Yin stared wide-eyed:

"Even if your physique is beyond ordinary, even if you are lucky again and again until someone saves you every time-this kind of battle will continue. , How long can you live?!"

I clenched the sedative powder fist tightly, as if I wanted to crush the potion bottle.

Only she knows best what Loren Torino’s physical condition is at the moment; although he can be as healthy as resurrected again and again, such life force is by no means costless, absolutely impossible. Endless.

It's like looking back.

The little wizard can tell the severity, knowing that he can’t bother him at this time—not just this time, almost the same every time; the most he can do is "don’t give him Trouble".

As the Duke’s burden, the old grudge with Farnesis, the threat of life and death... Regardless of body and mind, he has pushed himself to the limit, but he is still constantly squeezing his potential, as if he is racing against something. Same.

No, even without these, he will still be like this... This guy pretends to be humble, but he is more proud of himself than the most arrogant elves and dwarves; he will not pretend to be deliberate, but Instinctive rejection comes from any help.

Always stubbornly and firmly believe that I can accomplish everything alone.

And the only thing I can do is to endure, silently endure, so...not to trouble him.

Don't give him trouble.

The azure blue eyes glowed with water, and a gleaming and reflective "water stain" appeared on the white cheeks.

Loren sighed, at a loss for nearly half a minute, then gently hugged the little wizard's shoulder.

"Sorry, sorry... it's all my fault, it's outrageous." Lightly patted the back of Ai Yin's head, and the little wizard who was biting his lower lip pressed him tightly in his arms, petite 'S body trembled uninterruptedly.

"Big liar, big liar, you just... never tell the truth..."

"Well, you are right, I never tell the truth; because I know, Someone...Even if I lie to her a few more times, she will still forgive me."

Holding down Ai Yin’s head, Can golden’s hair leaked from her fingers: "And she wanted to help me this A big liar full of lies can even tell me the biggest secret of his life."

"So I will always owe her."

Loren's mouth has a light smile— -No pressure, no pretentiousness, a natural, stretched smile.

The two were silent for a long time.

"Ayin?"

"en?" The little wizard murmured.

"I want to tell you something...the truth." Loren slowly loosened his arms, and whispered, Loren looked at her slightly red eyes: "I wanted to say it a long time ago, and it has been until now. "

The voice fell, and the black hair wizard's expression suddenly became more solemn: "Remember when we first met... At the wild dog village, we teamed up to defeat the robber."

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"At that time, I actually got the help of an Evil God to defeat him-Evil God's name is Asriel. I signed a contract with him and became his apostle."

"This was a last resort decision at the time, but it became the main cause of many troubles later-I won't hide it anymore. I... an Evil God apostle, and so is Lucien; Even that Ariel is also part of Evil God Asriel."

"In short, what we are doing now is to unite with an Evil God to deal with another Evil God that is more terrifying." I was extremely exhausted. Loren is a bit incoherent, and he can hardly remember what he wants to say:

"These are my biggest secrets at the moment. As long as any one is announced, Holy Cross Church and the whole empire will want me, the church will judge me. The court probably returned with excitement and sent me to the torture frame to revive the reputation of the church."

"Of course, these can't prove anything, but I think that only by doing so can I not be owed. You; and these...I will only tell you, tell you alone."

"Only you...only you."

The voice fell.

Ai Yin was sluggish for nearly one minute, staring at the black hair wizard's eyes full of "sincereness".

"I don't believe it!"

The little wizard snorted holding his shoulders, with a "dismissive" appearance: "Anyway, it's'you come from another world' ,'Calling a mobile phone's wand','Talking and laughing elders' or something-you will fool me."

"No!" Loren stared wide-eyed, resisting the urge not to roll his eyes "In addition, what I said is also true. No word is lying to you, I swear!"

"If you don't believe it, you don't believe it!"

"Why, Am I not clear about what I said?" Loren was at a loss and his expression was a bit frantic: "Sorry, but I don't seem to be conscious now, and my words are a bit messy; then let's reorganize it from the beginning, where do we start? Oh, by the way...Wild Dog Village!"

"I don’t listen! I don’t listen!"

The little wizard with his ears plugged his ears and turned around and didn’t give him anything. Black hair wizard Any opportunity to "speak clearly"; he ran out of the tent, leaving him sitting on the bed alone, staring at him.

Lu Sien, who was guarding outside the tent, was startled by Ayin who ran out, and quickly poked his head inside; Loren waved at him wearily, trying to calm down.

It’s not that I don’t want to tell the truth, I really can’t do it...

"What happened, I mean...I just saw His Excellency Ain Rand run in a panic. Going out." Act Count, who cautiously walked in, frowned slightly: "You and Ain, did nothing happen?"

"No, nothing." Loren said in an indisputable tone. Interrupted him, and then immediately changed the subject: "How is the situation, is everything okay with the army?"

"More than half of the casualties, but the battle strength still exists. As long as you rest for a while, you should be able to recover. Strength." Act said in a tranquil voice:

"When you regain your energy, I will ask each Hundred Men Squad to send up the roster and hand it over to you for checking-including name, resume, position , Service time, all the content will be in it."

"This battle is an unprecedented precious experience for Byrne. All tactics, overall planning, mistakes, judgments... will be in the future. In ten to thirty years, it has had a great impact on Byrne's army, and even affected two or three generations of Knight."

"The last time the Dwarven fortress was captured was a matter of twelve generations ago... In this battle, Byrne’s army was finally able to regain the fortitude of the ancestors, not just the Knight galloping on the flat ground."

Count of Fury Castle said with emotion: "I don’t know you. Is it really because of this reason, but... if there was no Miss Sarika Jonah, we probably would not have the courage to attack Silverhelm Mountain instead of just pretending to be."

Loren nodded.

If it hadn't been taken advantage of by "Black Cross" Seror, this should have been a very correct decision.

But speaking of Silverhelm Mountain...

"Silverhelm Mountain, have we attacked yet?" Loren asked.

"Silver Helmet Mountain..." Eckert lifts the head and glanced outside the tent behind him: "There is no Silver Helmet Mountain anymore."

Loren eyebrows raised.

"After we broke through the city wall of the dwarves, their resistance has come to an end, and they have been defeated across the board." Eckert said solemnly: "After the city gate was broken, they even spent half a day I failed to hold on to it and collapsed."

"Thousands of dwarves passed through our line of defense, almost directly hitting them—there were soldiers, but more were The elderly, women and children rushed out of the fortress and fled to our siege position.

Now they are staying behind the trenches and earth fortifications outside the barracks, without food or supplies, even Drinking water is scarce, and all possessions are only what we have.

If we don’t care about them, one-fifth of the dwarves will freeze to death, die of thirst and starve before tomorrow morning, and the rest will be They will fight each other for food;

Within a week, they will either counterattack the fortress, or attack our camp, or continue struggling on whilst at death's door, but the result is the same... Helm mountain."

"As for the reason..." Eckert said slowly: "Duke, you should know better than me."

Loren looked at him, face doesn't change: "You have hidden meaning, Eckert."

"Yes, Duke." Eckert does not deny: "I think you don't trust us enough, or at least …In this battle, you didn’t tell us the whole truth."

"Of course, we are all your courtiers and soldiers. Executing your orders is always our first duty. "

Count of Fury Castle said it was humble, but Loren could still feel his dissatisfaction.

"I understand." Scratching his head, Loren sighed: "This time I was wrong...in various senses. I will explain it to you when the battle is over."

Of course, the premise is that someone is really willing to tell the truth...Loren couldn't help but meditate in his heart.

"No, you did nothing wrong."

Huh? This sentence made Loren eyebrows raised, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"What I said to you just now is in the capacity of your courtier... The ruler will take the courtier's opinion as an important reference, but it is definitely not an instruction." Eckert shook his head:

"If you feel that something should not be known, then it should not be known; it is your responsibility to bear secrets that are not known to you."

"No one I know why Ed Torino will go his own way, betting on Byrne's fate to take down the last fortress of the dwarves in Byrne; no one knows why Roland Torino went north, betraying the church but saving the empire."

Eckert slightly nodded: "They have faced the accountability that I have to you countless times, and the noise of dissatisfaction is everywhere... I don't know how Ed Torino resolved it back then, but I was fortunate. I saw with my own eyes how the'Black Duke' did it."

"He threw the Great Sword of Dawn in front of father and said,'Either be loyal to me or kill me'.

They never explain, never apologize; when close, he can be like a child who can only fool around. When he is tough, even if half of Byrne is opposed, he will go his own way.

This is the Duke of Torino. , The Duke who can make all Byrne proud." Eckert sighed lightly, as if he was reminiscing about the years that made him fascinated.

But in the next second he returned to his original state, with a respectful manner and slightly nodded: "But these are not the main reasons why I disturbed your rest. Please forgive an elderly person who likes to talk about it. "

"Please speak." Loren waved his hand indifferently, his eyes calm.

"Just now, the emissary of Grand Duke Laszlo Varna came." Eckert's voice was a little low, with a certain indescribable dignity:

"He , Brought the battle report of the front line......"