"I hate talking nonsense and wasting time, so please give me a reason not to kill you as soon as possible, Reverend Draco."

Under the dark night sky, the expressionless Loren squatted beside Draco, who had collapsed to the ground. The broken sword of his right hand pressed against each other's throat without any waves.

As long as he dares to say half a word more and move his hands a little, the blade will not hesitate to pierce the fragile and soft skin and cut off his head - Loren can do it, and I believe Draco in front of him will not doubt his ability. The corpses of ghouls everywhere are the best proof.

"You, what you want, just say I can give you! Anything! Anything!" the paralyzed priest Draco tried to open his mouth, his eyes full of fear: "as long as you can let me go, as long as you let me go, let me do anything!"

No matter how many conspiracies come out and hide in the dark to plan murder, Draco is just a priest and alchemist. He is neither a crazy believer nor a warrior who can face the bleak life and dripping blood. He can speak now and has done his best.

"I'm not a robber, let alone a blackmailer." Loren joked: "we are all wizards, so let's solve this problem in a wizard's way."

"Wizard's method..." Draco Leng said for a moment, and then his face became gray in an instant - the damn apprentice wanted his own research results!

What's more, it's not a robber, it's not a blackmailer, it needs to be solved in a civilized way... It's all bullshit. For a wizard, what is more important than his own research results except his life?

Take all your achievements as your own, which is almost equal to erasing the meaning of your whole existence!

But at present, life is still important. Even if the boy offered a higher price, he couldn't refuse to accept it... After a little measurement, Draco immediately nodded desperately: "but, yes, no matter what you want..."

"Which?" Lauren asked rhetorically.

"It's all yours..." Draco trembled and said the words that made him tremble: "as long as you can let me go, all my achievements will be yours!"

"Where are all those things?"

"It's all... It's all... Ah! It's all in the church!" Draco almost cried out as if he remembered at once. "As long as you let me go back to the church, no, no, no, no... You go back to the church with me, and then I'll abide by the agreement and give you the things, and then we'll have the right to assume that none of this has happened. How about?"

Draco, who tried his best to say these words, still had a little expectant smile on his face. He didn't even think he could finish these words completely, and his chest fluctuated violently.

At the moment when he saw Lauren's kind smile, he thought he really succeeded - until the tip of the sword gently scratched on his neck, it seemed that some warm liquid flowed out

"Ah, ah, ah --!!!"

Panicked, Draco, who thought he was dying, screamed desperately until the blade pressed his throat again, and Loren's cold eyes stopped him.

"Don't try to be clever, Reverend Draco." Loren raised his mouth. "That will only make you die faster."

"If I'm right, when you get to the church, you'll give me the so-called 'evidence', and then tell the priest in front of him that I'm the real murderer behind all the scenes and the wizard who killed his nephew evil. In this way, you not only get rid of the suspicion, but also find a scapegoat to kill two birds with one stone."

Draco looked as if he had lost his soul.

"So I'm going to ask your partner to deliver those things now." Lauren threatened, "I won't give you too much time, so you'd better expect him to hurry up!"

"Accomplices? I don't have accomplices!" Draco shouted innocently, "how can I have any accomplices?!"

"Please think clearly before you say it. You've lied to me once." Lauren's eyes narrowed into a slit. "Or do you want to go to hell more than live? Then I'll satisfy you."

"On the Holy Cross, I really don't have any damn accomplices - it's hard enough to live alone in such a place. How can I find another one?!" the frightened Draco hysteria shouted: "do you know how difficult it is for a wizard to hide himself?!"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true!"

"Since you don't have an accomplice, your laboratory was destroyed by you, and it's impossible to put it in any place that is not safe or will be found..." Lauren seemed to be talking to himself, and his dark eyes fell on Draco's face: "well, I guess you should take it with you, right?"

Draco's face was so gray that he even forgot that he had a sharp blade around his neck. I watched Lauren's left hand rummage through his body and took the two volumes of parchment manuscripts from his pocket.

That's all I have, my heart and soul - without them, I don't know if I'm a real alchemist!

"But can you let me go?" Draco's throat jumped out these words desperately.

Lauren's eyes flickered with hesitation, but soon disappeared: "sorry, these are not enough for you to buy your life."

"You...?!" Draco's eyes widened.

"To tell you the truth, I didn't intend to let you go from the beginning." Lauren said expressionless, "because I hate accidents, emergencies and uncontrollable changes. As long as you're alive, I can't believe I'm absolutely safe - after all, there's only a thousand days to be a thief, and there's no reason to prevent thieves."

"So, thank you for your deathbed gift, and I apologize to you. It is obviously wrong to evaluate your achievements like that before - your research is very excellent, I will cherish them very much, and give it to my most trusted alchemist to inherit your heritage and carry forward it."

"Although you are usually a priest of the church, I hope you can at least die proudly as a wizard before you die. In this era of discrimination against wizards, keep your last dignity as a wizard."

"So... Goodbye."

The sharp blade cut Draco's neck. The wizard's body twitched twice, his chest jerked up, and then he lay down slowly without breathing.

The panting Loren supported his body and stood up reluctantly. "Beyond perception" is a high-level magic spell. If it wasn't for his good physical quality, I'm afraid he would faint directly.

According to my estimation, if the body is at its peak, it can be used about twice a day, and I'm afraid it will lose its strength directly. Considering that he is still young, there is still room for progress in the future. But even if how to improve the body, there is a limit. It can only be three times at most.

The biggest limitation of human beings born in the body is human itself - thinking and imagination will be subject to reality, and the body will also be restricted by limits, which can never be really perfect.

The main reason for this delay is that Loren wants to confirm that Draco has no accomplices, and everything else is secondary - he can't let him go from the beginning. So as long as it is determined that the other party is only alone, there is nothing to worry about.

Not only worried that the other side would deliberately seek revenge, but also because there was no conclusive evidence in Loren's hands from beginning to end. The only real witnesses were himself and Draco - compared with his wizard apprentice, I'm afraid that father Antony would trust the priest of Draco.

Therefore, it is necessary to kill him. Only in this way can everything become the truth that only you know, and let the facts be in your own hands, rather than being manipulated by others at will.

"So now... It's time to make up a decent nonsense to fool father Anthony." Loren said to himself, looking down at the motionless body at his feet.

"What do you think I should say better, Lord wizard?"