Chapter 116

Loren doubted many times, but never found out - how did will Senna find his whereabouts again and again, and how did he disappear?

The dark haired wizard was extremely confident in himself, but Barry senna and the nobles seemed to disappear out of thin air and escaped from the castle, but he didn't notice it at all.

So he can conclude that the other party's use is by no means conventional.

"Then it suddenly occurred to me that you and I mentioned that you were curious about magic - but Shenlin castle has been hostile to the Duke for many years. The wizard of vimpar can't serve Shenlin castle at all. How did you come into contact with magic?"

"Finally, I found your way to spy on me. I seem to have seen it somewhere." the black haired wizard raised his eyebrows and said in a funny tone: "excuse me, your mentor... Won't be a guy named Karan?"

Will Senna's face finally showed panic, which confirmed Loren's conjecture.

In a dead Castle hall, will senna, with a cold sweat on his face, trembled back step by step until his back hit the door. Dressed in wizard robes and holding a magic wand, Loren pulled out a long shadow in the moonlight and shrouded him in a dark shadow.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

Will in fear laughed wildly, laughing with great happiness, just like hiding his inner fear.

"After talking so much nonsense, what can you change?" the crazy will stared at Lauren: "you think you can just hold me? It's a big mistake. Reuven Fred, he's dead!"

"Just now those are all the elite of the Seine family, but they don't have a shit title! No matter where our count hides, they can pull him out and cut off his head!"

"I have to thank you and ruwen. Those stubborn nobles have been greatly weakened and helped me clear many obstacles - when the Seine family regains control of Shenlin castle, we will be stronger than ever!"

Gasping and sweating, will Senna was extremely excited: "didn't the count ask me what I want? That's what I want. I'm the proper count of shenlinbao!"

Looking at the other party's ugly appearance, which was distorted to shapeless, the black haired wizard responded with only a long sigh, not even the desire to do it.

Forget it, let him despair as soon as possible. It's almost dawn.

"Have you forgotten something?" Lauren whispered, gently pulling his hood. "Since I know all the steps of your plan, how can I not be prepared?"

Will looked up sharply, his forehead showing blue veins.

"A quarter of an hour, or two? Let's make a bet." sighing Loren asked, "how long do you think they can last?"

... still a silent corridor, still a Female Elf standing in the center with a long gun.

The only difference is that her feet are covered with blood, there are two corpses lying on the ground, whose chest is still bleeding and twitching, and the "refugees" who shrink at the end of the corridor and never dare to step forward.

From beginning to end, the female elves always abide by the agreement with Loren - guard this corridor and never let anyone pass through here.

So as long as the people opposite didn't rush up, Leah never had any willingness to take the initiative. Standing in the same place from beginning to end, he would wave his long gun only when he was approached.

There is no hatred between herself and these people. Just let them be afraid. The Female Elf thought so and gently shook off the blood on the tip of the gun.

"You'd better run away. This is not the place to come." Leia tried her best to frighten each other: "even if you go together, you're not my opponent. If you don't want to die, leave the castle quickly!"

But unfortunately, she still seriously underestimated some people's "persistence" and infinitely close to zero intelligence.

"What, is this guy a woman?!"

"What thing, dare to underestimate us!"

"Kill this bitch and avenge them two unlucky bastards!"

Like a locust's cross bow and arrow, a tall and slender figure jumped up in mid air and drew a strange arc. In the eyes of private soldiers, the figure seemed to disappear.

The ghostly Leia had jumped in front of the other party and suddenly pulled out a long gun from the other party's chest. The barrel of the gun swung back and splashed ink on the wall, leaving a string of purples.

Before the bloody body fell, the Female Elf turned over his head. The wrist turned slightly, and the silver tip of the gun cut a circle. The private soldiers standing on both sides had not pulled out their long sword before they cut their throat.

The fourth man standing behind finally pulled out his weapon and shouted. The fairy with the long gun put the gun back behind her and walked away from the chopping.

And the other party has no chance to wave for the second time. Leah, who took two steps away, propped herself up on one foot and pierced his chin with a long gun from bottom to top.

The private soldier who wanted to open his mouth trembled. He didn't even see each other's figure. The plasma ejected from the wound had deprived him of his consciousness.

Gently raise the tip of the gun and aim at the private soldiers who are still stunned. The voice of the Female Elf is still calm, like saying a very common thing:

"Who's next?"

The senna soldiers holding their weapons trembled, but the target was close at hand, and soon another unwilling guy stood up:

"What are you doing? This bitch is alone! Don't hurry..."

Before he finished speaking, a silver light came towards him. In front of a black soldier, he was shot through his head, and his bleeding body convulsed and fell to the ground. The head torn off by inertia was nailed to the back wall together with the barrel of the gun.

"Who's next?"

There was still no sound of waves, and the tip of the gun was dripping blood.

"Run --!!"

I don't know which frightened soldier shouted out first. Just in the blink of an eye, there were no people in the corridor - only warm bodies on the ground and plasma dyed red on the floor.

The female elf who took back the gun was about to turn back, but suddenly stopped. Her sharp ears trembled a few times, and her face was full of doubts.

Those deserters haven't left yet. Why can't you hear their footsteps?

Not only that, even the number of people who appeared in front of them was inconsistent with what they noticed at the beginning; I should not even hear the footsteps wrong, at least about a quarter less.

Did the wizard leave other hands and traps in the castle besides himself?

"Loren Turin, what a cunning fellow." Leia said to herself with a wink: "I don't believe he is right."

As she spoke, the fairy also showed a very confident expression and nodded her head.

"Alas... Poor Loren Turin is despised again."

The corner of the young man's mouth in the shadow tilted slightly, his right hand supported his crooked head, and the scarlet pupils reflected those panic stricken soldiers fleeing everywhere.

"It's sad that he never realized that the person he trusted most should be the lovely Asriel. He has helped him so many times, but he didn't even say a word of thanks."

The boy murmured softly, as if complaining. His bright red blood eyes never left the soldiers. The tip of his tongue gently licked his pale lips, and he had felt a slight twitch of his hungry throat.

This is also one of the disadvantages of becoming a vampire. Even if it is not needed, the body will naturally produce corresponding desires.

"But this is also one of the pleasures of 'living'." Asriel smiled. For him who once had no substance, there was an unparalleled freshness in both pain and hunger.

"Although always complained, who makes dear Loren Turin the only friend of Asriel? Friends should understand and support each other."

Dressed in exquisite red and black dresses, the young man with white and blond hair suddenly appeared on the only way for the deserters, carrying his hands like a competent housekeeper and welcoming the visiting "guests" with impeccable etiquette.

"Thank you for coming. Please be prepared to enjoy Asriel's elaborate hospitality!"