Chapter 62

"Take it easy. Don't worry. We have plenty of time."

Gently comforting Loren, he pushed the bowl full of hot soup in front of the boy: "you must be hungry after running so far. How much to eat."

The frightened hat nodded, hurriedly picked up the spoon and drank. It was obvious that he had not eaten enough for a long time.

Using this time, Lauren looked at the boy carefully - although he had always been in this rag, he could also see that the mud at the trouser legs and corners was only recent; There is a new tear on the back hem. I'm afraid it was torn by nails when running; There was a slight bruise on his wrist, indicating that he had almost been caught.

So the hat should have rushed all the way to the college yesterday evening. Considering that there was a full day's journey between the two places, he knew that he might get lost at night and had to run away, and he was almost caught, which proved that something must have happened in Gumu Town, and it was probably related to him.

Silent Loren poured himself a glass of water. Now he needs to keep his absolute reason, so drinking is absolutely forbidden.

The sweet hot soup went into his throat and made the trembling boy calm down slowly, and his breathing was much more stable. Then began to swallow a small mouth.

"Are you more comfortable?" Lauren looked at the boy with concern and put his voice very softly: "if it's not enough, there's more."

"No, no, I'm full." the hat replied in a daze, dodging Loren's eyes: "thank you, master wizard. You're a good man."

"Just call me Loren. All the people in this college are wizards." he smiled and patted the old hat on the boy's head: "something's wrong in Gumu town?"

Hat quickly nodded. Although he had only met several times, he knew that the "Wizard master" who was not much older than himself was the kind of person who couldn't be fooled easily, otherwise he wouldn't try his best to escape here.

"After you left, I found a way to go back to the barn owner - no way. Besides doing this, I have no other skills, and I don't know what else I can do." the hat shrugged helplessly and swallowed his saliva: "it's probably so plain for a while, and then..."

"Yesterday or the day before yesterday?" Loren asked suddenly.

"Yesterday!" the boy's eyes twinkled with horror: "suddenly a man came to our side and brought more than a dozen mercenary guys who said they would take over the boss's' business' and let us listen to them in the future. A big fool contradicted them, and then they..."

The hat swallowed hard: "just hang him up, light him with a bottle of water, and then open the hole with an axe!"

"I, I know for the first time... The smell of human flesh... Smells so delicious!"

The trembling hat expression has been completely distorted, obviously trying to resist the urge to spit out. Loren can quite understand each other's practice - to deal with the scoundrels in the street, only when they feel fear completely will they listen to you. Simple inducement is useless.

But even if it can be understood, it is still unacceptable. This is no longer a deterrent, but a complete torture, and he hates this kind of behavior very much.

"Then what happened?" Lauren immediately skipped the passage. "They're all around the barn?"

"They only picked the strong ones as their men, and the rest should do whatever they want. They just have to obey their control." the hat said more and more flustered: "I thought it was all right. As a result, a guy recognized me - when you went back to church that day, they saw you throw a copper plate into my bowl."

"As soon as those people heard your name, they became like mad dogs. I tried my best to escape and almost got caught!" the frightened hat looked at Lauren and said, "now I can't go anywhere except you. Someone will kill me as soon as I go out!"

"Please, i... I don't want to become..."

"Absolutely not!" of course, Loren knew what the hat was going to say, so he quickly interrupted: "you are absolutely safe here. Even the church can't break into the college without evidence, let alone a group of vagrant robbers!"

The boy nodded desperately and curled up in the chair like a stray cat.

With a long sigh, Loren knew that this kind of spiritual trauma could not be solved by his own words. He had to give him time. Patted his hat on the shoulder, turned and walked towards the door.

The cold black wizard stood outside the door all the time - it's natural. How could Dalton let go of such important information? What's more, if he didn't speak, Lorenzo couldn't let the hat enter the gate of the college.

"Go back and continue to ask." the black robed wizard said absolutely: "there are still too few clues. We need more information."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry to refuse." Lauren didn't give in and looked at him with his back against the door.

Dalton's eyes narrowed slightly. "Are you questioning me?"

"As far as his current mental state is concerned, if we continue to ask, we must do something," Loren explained. "But if we do, we will completely lose his trust and become like those people."

"I always thought you were pragmatic, Loren Turin."

"Your judgment is still accurate." Lauren smiled. "But since we still have time, there is no need to use such fierce means."

After pondering for a moment, the black wizard finally nodded slightly and agreed with Loren's choice. Anyway, the other party took the initiative to find the door, and I'm afraid more than one person has found that the little beggar has come to the college. If something happens to him, it will have a bad impact on the college.

Of course, these are not worth mentioning for Dalton. All he cares about is college comfort - the situation is still under control, so he can take some face problems into account; But if there is even a little accident

"He came to me, so I'll vouch for him." looking at the distrustful eyes of the black wizard, Lauren smiled bitterly and shrugged his shoulders: "of course, you can also give it to others, such as... Ain Rand?"

"Yes." Dalton nodded. Although his apprentice was simpler, he was at least very careful. If you just watch a little beggar, it's not bad.

Just as he turned and left, Dalton suddenly noticed something wrong, and suddenly turned his head, which made Loren nervous again.

"What's the matter?"

"Ain Rand... It's the first time you've used your full name in the last two months." Dalton said, "what happened?"

"... nothing, just say so casually." Lauren replied without changing his face.

"Really?" he gave him a deep look, and the black wizard turned and walked towards his study.

Just a little, I was found!

Gently touch your back, and the back of your neck is full of sweat. Loren, who breathed a long sigh of relief, smiled bitterly and shook his head - if Dalton had found out that he knew it, he might not have let himself go so easily.

But then again... Looking back slowly, Loren looked at the door behind him, gently pressed his right hand on the handle and meditated motionlessly.

Can you really trust the hat? Of course not. In order to seek asylum, he would tell some lies to gain his sympathy and remorse. After all, he had to flee for his own reasons.

He can take refuge in himself for a bag of silver coins, so why can't he betray himself for more silver coins? Such street children should have no moral pressure at the bottom of their hearts. Coupled with the threat of each other, it is not difficult to make him work hard.

It's a good thing to give him to ayin. Small wizards won't betray themselves. At the same time, the alchemy genius is thoughtful. Maybe he can really detect his feet, and then he can use this "chess piece" in turn.

"How should I explain this to ayin? If I speak frankly, I may be regarded as lying to her." the hesitant Loren couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Why did this happen?"