Wizard From Afar

When the sun was about to set, the carefully prepared Wimpal Castle welcomed her guests-fully armed Knights holding swallowtail flags of different colors, filed in. Walked into the gate of the castle.

The most conspicuous of these is a pale-gold banner, a coat of arms made up of crossed blood-red long swords-in this land, this banner almost represents absolute authority.

The reason is very simple. This is the ruler of the duchy, the heraldic flag of the Fried family, and the symbol of the entire duchy.

Only when the banner of this family appears, will the entire Wimpal Academy be prepared to fanfare.

After all, for the entire Academy, the Duke of this generation is the undisputed benefactor. Without him, it would be impossible for Peter to open an Academy here, and the suppression by the church must be far greater than it is now.

In this land of strong belief in the Holy Cross, it is conceivable that even the Lord Duke has withstood a lot of pressure before persuading others. And Peter, who got the castle from the Duke, was equivalent to a vassal of the Duke.

The Wimpal Academy is quiet and solemn all day long, and it has become a lot more lively after the Knights arrived. Reasonable in every circumstance must welcome each other's Peter, and also show the greatest enthusiasm to welcome these distinguished guests.

However, these Knights who came from afar were not very "appreciative" and were very reserved about the welcome of the wizards. Obviously, they came here for another purpose.

And Loren, who is standing between the main branch of the courtyard, is being "sincerely apprehensive" at this moment, as if it is a rare animal.

"You are Loren Torino, that... the wizard that killed a vampire?"

It was a youngster who was much better than Loren at worst, with tan hair. It is blatantly open, and the eyes of those eagles are set against each other; although it is not strong, it is still very tall and straight under the decoration of a silver black armor and a red cloak.

In general, he should be considered a more wanton and hearty guy, with a slightly excited smile on his handsome face.

"It was the Holy Cross that defeated Karan, not me." Although the opponent looked like that kind of informal guy, Loren still carefully considered his vocabulary, slightly nodded with a humble smile: "You I may be disappointed, Ruben Fried count."

"Oh...don't want to fool me, you wizards, you just like to pretend to be mysterious." The youngster immediately revealed a "You lied" With a smile on his face, he walked forward and grabbed Loren's right hand, and the corners of his mouth immediately twitched.

"Expressions can deceive people, words can deceive people, but not calluses on this hand—you are definitely trained to be a servant in front of a certain Knight, right!"

"I used to wander around with a Knight for a few years." Loren calmly responded. He never thought of hiding it. After all, it was no secret that he was a wandering Knight.

"Before I came, I heard that you got a church silver cross ring from Farnesis." Youngster became even more excited: "So, you are not only a wizard, but A Knight?"

"If I had to say that, I did inherit Master Knight’s sword." Loren replied politely: "As for the ring that Lord Farnesis gave me--but it's just A reward and honor."

"That's right, Knight is the incarnation of honor!" The youngster raised cloak contentedly, turned and looked towards Dean Peter behind him, bowing like Junior. "Thank you for your recommendation, Master Dean, I am very satisfied with Your Excellency Loren Torino!"

"That's what we hope, Master Ruben Fried." Although he responded with a smile , But Peter's eyes are all on Loren.

This is the way Peter prepared for Loren-to serve as a wizard consultant for this young count. For a wizard who has just finished his studies, it can't be better.

In fact, even this opportunity was a complete coincidence.

Ruvin Fried’s mother is Maria Senna, the female count of Deep Limburg. After her death, the Duke immediately let Ruben inherit the title of Deep Limburg and take this territory from The Senna family was transferred to the Fried family's name.

In short, this is a time for Lord Duke to unify the entire Duke's collar, and by the way suppress local forces like the Senna family. When Ruben Fried inherits the title of Duke in the future, he will become the real stand by one's word master on this land.

In order to achieve this goal, Ruben will of course need a lot of helpers and cronies, who can absolutely stand by his side and loyal people to advise him and protect his safety.

Naturally, a wizard like Loren, who is lonely and lonely, has never been wooed by anyone before, is one of the best choices. Only Ruben and the Fried family behind him can give him respect and status, and the wealth that comes with it. Of course he will be loyal to Ruben.

The corners of Loren's mouth showed a slight curvature, but it was hidden under the hood without being noticed.

For him, "loyalty" is always a relative concept. He doesn't mind temporarily staying loyal to this young count. After all, the other party is his future sponsor.

As for how much loyalty you contribute...that is a very ambiguous concept.

"Very well, then from today, you will be my wizard consultant." Ruben with his waist turned around, carefree's patted Loren's shoulder: "I don't care about this person. , And I don’t like the style like father, just one."

"No matter when and where, you must remain absolutely loyal to me!" Ruben’s voice is sonorous and powerful, and his index finger is like a long. Spear is as stable as: "In exchange, anyone who dares to disrespect you doesn't respect me!"

"If you don’t respect me, I will show him good looks. I said Do it!"

"I will never doubt this." This time Loren did not lower his head, but smiled and looked at Ruben, holding the other's right hand with a little more force. .

"I have a hunch, we must get along quite well!" The cheerful young count shook it back fiercely: "We will officially set off in a while and go to Deep Limburg!"

"Will it be too late now?" Peter stood up and asked in a soft voice: "The sky is already a little dark, so it's better to rest in the castle overnight, and it's not too late to leave until tomorrow morning."

“I don’t think it’s the worst thing to catch a night journey.” Ruben waved his hand nonchalantly: “And I also want to go to Shenlinburg soon to meet mother’s family. They must have waited for me to wait in a hurry, right?"

After saying that, he left alone without paying attention, leaving only Loren and Peter in the room.

"It's really a good-tempered adult count."

"Well...it is true, I think this is also a good thing." The old man laughed kindly: "Immediately I'm leaving, are you still going to tell Ai Yin and others? I think Ruben count will give you this time."

"Still not, it would be nice to just leave like this. "Loren still shook the head, looking towards Peter sincerely: "When I get there, I will find the opportunity to write back as much as possible."

"As I said, you are always welcome here. "Peter rubbed his head: "It won't be long before Ayin and Isaac will finish their studies and become official wizards-when the time comes, if you have time, you must come back to watch the ceremony."

"I will do my best!"

After promised to the old man, Loren left the castle-sure enough, Ruben Fried and his Knights had been waiting at the city gate. NS.

From a distance, he can still see the North Tower, there are also two silhouettes peeping at him, the corners of their mouths are slightly raised, and they don't turn their gazes.

As soon as he walked to Lu Wen, a screaming long sound came from the direction of the north tower, and a black shadow swept across the sky, hovering over the castle, falling steadily on On Loren's shoulder.

"You still have an eagle!" Ruben on the horse asked jokingly: "Does it have a name?"

"Of course, Lord Count." Loren slightly smiled , Looked at the guy on the shoulder with some playful eyes, with feathers like night and a pair of scarlet eyes.

"It's called Asriel."