Wizard From Afar

Looking at the food on the plate, the black hair wizard twitched his throat fiercely.

Fresh and tender, slightly fried veal brisket with a rich red wine aroma, with potatoes, carrots, and celery set against the backdrop of all the stars cup themselves around the moon, eye-catching .

If you touch the dining fork lightly, you can feel the meaty texture is delicate and tender, flexible and elastic, just like a girl's calf.

The soup exudes heat, rolling up the richness of red wine and the aroma of bay leaves; the stewed and boiled tomatoes melt into the soup, clear as water and red as blood.

Took a deep breath, Loren squeezed the corners of his mouth, raised his arms, and raised the knife and fork; at the moment of death, the right hand trembled slightly, the back of the knife pressed the side of the beef; under the fluorite lamp, the cold glow between the forks Blooming and falling are only a moment...

Three, two, one!

"Hoo..."

With a long sigh, Loren gritted his teeth and sighed. He put the knife and fork down extremely unbearably, looking at the plate with regret. The cuisine is delicious.

He really can't eat it...especially when he has a pair of eyes on the opposite side, staring at him with almost murderous eyes.

At the other end of the long table, a woman count with a solemn expression stands tall, her mouth tightly closed, and she is also indifferent to the deliciousness of the dinner plate-she seems to be concerned about how to kill a certain black hair with her eyes. wizard, or making him die in shame is even more interesting to her.

"Why, our Lord Duke is not satisfied with the dishes tonight?" First lightly snorted, Charlotte then coldly said: "I'm sorry, but if you can arrive on time, we were originally I have time to prepare again."

"no no no, I am very satisfied with today’s dishes-red wine stew with beef, it’s perfect!"

black hair wizard brace oneself opened the mouth and said: "That's why we use such a...'long' table, isn't it tired to speak?"

The voice fell, and the black hair wizard with an awkward smile made a gesture between the two ——The extremely long table. Almost one of the two sits behind the front door and the other by the back door, with the entire restaurant in between.

This "special" dining table is made up of at least three long tables.

If it weren't for his vision, Loren would hardly see Charlotte's face across the long table!

"Of course it is necessary. This is for your identity considerations." Charlotte said with a serious and serious talk: "Usually the length of the table is because there are other guests, but today’s dinner is only The two of us."

"In other words, this is a test of etiquette for each other-only concentrated attention completely can we see each other's expressions and hear what the other person says. "

Well, there is reason and evidence, convincing, clear and logical.

At the moment her voice fell, Loren was very sure that the corners of Charlotte's mouth were cocked, and then desperately held back.

"Sorry, I was wrong this time." Faced with Charlotte's "prank", the black hair wizard very decisively chose to surrender: "Please forgive my previous mistakes, and I will make all my mistakes in etiquette and keeping promises in the future."

"hmph...it's pretty much the same. It is also a noble character to be brave to admit mistakes."

Charlotte who succeeded I was very proud: "Speaking of character, I think you...well, what is a future mistake? Don't you still want to repent, or say... what are you going to do?!"

Wait until the girl When count reacted, it was too late—the black hair wizard who lifted the chair and picked up the dinner plate was walking towards her without a word.

The shocked female count seemed to be completely stunned, her shocked expression seemed to be motionless, she just watched Loren walk straight forward.

"pa!"

The chair and the plate fell heavily at the same time, and Charlotte who heard the sound trembled like a frightened rabbit, and instinctively shrank back.

Looking at her like this, Loren felt sighed... Switch to the female count who just met at Imperial Capital a few years ago, I am afraid that this time she has already hit her throat.

Time is really a wonderful thing.

"Nothing, admit the mistake."

Loren sat down calmly, leaning forward, looking at the restrained and tense Charlotte seriously, desperately resisting the urge to laugh: "I think it's too insincere to be so far away and unable to apologize with your eyes; so I decided to come over and apologize in front of you."

"Well, as long as you are willing Accept my apology, how about I just sit back—I promise."

"I, I..." Charlotte, who was scared but tried to stay reserved, was so disturbed that she could talk To the point of incompleteness; finally took a deep breath, avoiding Loren’s gaze, and at the same time exhausting the strength of the whole body, so as not to lose self-control:

"Dear Lord Duke, I accept your apology It’s—as a price, can I trouble you to sit back as soon as possible?"

But the black hair wizard is still very patient, or...the interest in playing; I suddenly discovered Charlotte’s weakness and treated him It's almost like finding a new continent.

"Um...I think it's just an apology, but it can't reflect my sincerity." With a gentle smile, Loren shook his head in the pair of eyes that almost really wanted to kill him: "You have to be more sincere. "

"I think you should sit back to your place as soon as possible, and don’t be found by others that your performance of such rudeness is the greatest'sincerity'." Charlotte desperately suppressed the fire, and his smile became a little bit. It's hideous.

"Really? Then I will be more sincere..."

"More sincere? What do you want to... eh?!"

Xia Lot was stunned.

Like a frozen puppet, motionless; only those slightly trembling eyes gradually downward, looked towards me.

To be more precise, it is before the mouth.

I don’t know when to fork a black hair wizard of sirloin, and send it to the female count’s mouth like a spring breeze; he smiles narrowly:

"Eat it, I will be you Accept my apology."

The female who finally reacted count fly into a rage out of humiliation, her face flushed like a ripe apple; Liushenwuzhu, not knowing what to do, just stared fiercely This "misbehaving" duke.

But the shame of black hair wizard is obviously far beyond her imagination.

"Loren Torino, you..."

"If you don't eat, I will keep holding it." The black hair wizard smiled happily, full of The novelty of the game made him a little bit eager:

"Guess, if someone suddenly broke in and saw this scene at this time, what would they think?"

Female count Frozen... the second time.

Although Charlotte's expression became more and more excited, Loren did not change his smile, waiting for her to make a choice.

To deal with Charlotte Torino, who likes to be serious, but also pays special attention to etiquette and formality, this kind of off-line routine may be the most effective way to rectify; anyway, she must be...

"pa!"

Huh?

Feeling the force from the fork, the black hair wizard woke up suddenly; lifts the head and saw Charlotte staring at her with her mature cheeks, biting fiercely. fork.

This time I changed to Loren and was stunned.

The embarrassed female count bit off the beef and chewed hard—as if it was not beef, but...

"Satisfied? My Lord Duke , Are you satisfied now?!" Charlotte, who swallowed the flesh with resentment and anger, stared at her eyes:

"Break the rules, there is no lower limit, shameless especially...use This way of humiliating me makes you very happy and proud, isn't it?!"

The elegant voice appears sharp in the empty restaurant.

"Absolutely not!"

Loren decisively rejected it.

"Then what the hell are you...huh?!"

Half-talking, the vigilant Charlotte noticed the black hair wizard's fork and raised a second sirloin; immediately Blushing, he glared at him: "You actually..."

"I actually...what?" Raising the corner of his mouth jokingly, Loren raised the fork with the beef and hovered over it. People's Center: "The meat is here. It's your choice to eat or not to eat."

"My choice? Obviously you are threatening with shameless..."

"No, this should be your choice." black hair wizard lightly said with a smile: "Charlotte, you care too much about what others think of you."

"Other people's eyes will It seriously affects your way of thinking and behavior-etiquette, rules and regulations, these are your armor to protect yourself; but when others break this armor, you are often obediently surrender."

"Well, it's like this." Loren gradually reduced his smile: "Because of this, you will be restrained when facing young York; because you care too much about other people's opinions, and too much care about my opinions."

"I did it because..."

"Because he is my person...So what?" Loren raised his eyes: "He made a mistake and crossed the line. He deserves to be punished."

"He dares to bully you, then kill him."

Looking at Loren's scorching eyes, Charlotte startled; then he sneered, completely completely An expression of disbelief.

"It sounds good, but what about it?" The female count coldly snorted: "He is a cron of the Duke, the most powerful assistant by his side, and Duchy's purse; how about me, me What counts as the Lord Duke...one of the thirteen vassals?"

"Little Yodd...he is a doubtful power minister, a bad-hearted conspirator, who was defeated by me in the future. The profiteer who will be defeated by me." Smiling Loren looked at her and shook his head solemnly:

"How can it be comparable to our noble and elegant, peerless grace and elegance, wandering at the table, in the crowd What about the female count of the Scarlet Blood Castle endowed with extraordinary intelligence?"

"The most important thing...Charlotte, you are my friend. This is something he can't compare to."

"Don't forget, your surname is Torino, and so am I."

The female count was silent and her mood gradually stabilized.

Friends?

The trance of mind brings Charlotte's memory back to the early morning three years ago.

Three years...Even after three years, I still cannot understand the "truth" that Loren Torino said, and everything is still illusory and uncertain.

Could it be the second time history repeats itself with him? Is it true that I...will play the role of "Charlotte" again?

At this moment...

"Huh?!"

A hand suddenly pressed Charlotte's shoulder, came back to his senses The female count looked at the black hair wizard's expression in astonishment-Loren squinted nervously, half-hit by the dining table, and the right hand had already pressed the hilt of the "bright silver" back waist.

For half a second, female count immediately understood the situation.

"Someone?"

"Hmm." Loren tensed his head and stared at the direction of the door:

"We...coming guests Now."

……………………………………

"Huh----!"

Outside the main gate of the Scarlet Blood Castle Palace , The rookie hunter Fiend yawned tiredly, looking up at the full moon above his head, with a very helpless expression.

He knows what rare opportunity it is to stand guard for the Lord Duke, and he also knows what a glorious and rich touch it can add to his resume, but...

"This is really... It's not what I want."

The complaining recruit murmured and sighed boredly.

Carl Colin on the side looked at him silently, and didn't say much.

The battle of Yun Peak is obviously already a few months ago; the appearance of recruit Martin's tragic death at the hands of the Evil God apostle is still vivid to him.

I really don’t want to watch it a second time.

But I won’t see it again—then I will be dispatched to the ancient wood forest by Lucien and lurking in the deep forest to guard against the invasion of the Azores. This task is Impossible to the recruits.

Of course, he can also understand the real idea of ​​Lucien Captain-this kind of extremely risky and difficult work, entrusted to his own "double agent", and capable The guy couldn't be more suitable.

So as long as tonight, I can say goodbye to these passionate, simple and stubborn guys forever.

After tonight...

"pu!"

A faint, almost undetectable voice, shocked the Fiend hunting instinct.

There was a icy cold behind his neck, and the alert Carl Colin was motionless, only his eyes were slightly slanted, little by little moved to his side.

His eyes trembled slightly, and Fiend's pupils shrank suddenly.

The recruit...the recruit who can’t even name his name so far... is looking at him with fear, and his eyes are panicked and disturbed; but his body stands still. It didn't even move.

His mouth opened, but he didn't say a word;

In the next second, the recruit who wanted to say still failed to tell him what he wanted to say.

Because his head is missing.

No, it's not missing... because Hunter Fiend clearly heard the sound of things falling on the ground, and the touch from the toes.

Gu lu gu lu rolled to his feet.

There was no column of plasma gushing, no convulsions of have one's hair stand on end; the recruit's "corpse" seemed to "fall asleep" suddenly, collapsed to the ground, without any movement.

It seems that the recruit is no longer a living person, but a pillar, a sculpture, an ornament...a girl with a childlike innocence, a doll with a broken head.

Behind him, a petite silhouette appeared.

Silver White Like Snow with long hair, a simple and thin narrow robe; the left hand is holding the scabbard, the right hand holding the long knife; beside the pointed ears, fresh red silk covers her eyes .

Can't see eyes, and have no expression...The indifferent elf girl raised her blade lightly and slowly went into her sheath.

"... I cut some unnecessary things again."