Chapter 209

Damn it, am I crazy? I must be crazy!

In a corner of the silver hall, Peter FASA, hiding behind the door, gasped. His face full of sweat was still in a trance, as if he had been stared at by something very scary.

Looking around, after carefully confirming that there was no one around, the young wizard breathed a sigh of relief and widened his round eyes. He was cautious like a stray dog "running away from home".

In the quiet corridor, Peter could even hear his own breathing and heartbeat. The noise came from the banquet hall. The sound was as distant as from another world. This illusion made him relax a lot.

At least get rid of that man?

The young wizard guessed uncertainly that a black haired guy impressed him so deeply that he couldn't believe himself.

But isn't that strange? Peter FASA, who calmed down, suddenly wondered. Just now, I was completely instinctive and subconsciously wanted to escape. But in retrospect, what is the point?

"Why did I... Run away?"

Peter, who was suddenly confused, had a tangled expression and talked to himself involuntarily.

"Yes, I also want to ask this. Why did you run away?"

Coldly, an equally confused voice came from nearby. Peter, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly stiffened and twisted his neck. A very familiar figure appeared in his eyes.

"Ah, uh huh, uh huh..."

Before Peter shouted out, Loren pressed him to the ground, covered his mouth with one hand and frowned, "you don't want to be found, do you?"

Peter, who was put down, nodded silently.

"Can you promise not to scream? The main reason is that I don't want to be misunderstood by others."

“……”

"I'll take it as if you agree." Lauren turned with a shrug and a slight smile. The young wizard rubbed his waist, struggled to sit cross legged on the ground, and glanced at the black haired wizard in front of him with an embarrassed expression.

"Can you explain what's going on? If you can."

Facing Loren's inquiry, Peter FASA's expression became more embarrassed. He forced out a smile and racked his brains to make up a reason that didn't sound so outrageous: "er... You know, I sneaked in, so I'm inevitably afraid to see acquaintances."

"Oh, so it is."

The black haired wizard with a serious face nodded solemnly, as if he really believed this nonsense: "it scared me to death. I thought you were going to plot an evil plan to steal the alchemy formula of the Bellini family!"

Peter FASA's expression was too embarrassed to be more embarrassed.

"Er... Ha ha, what are you talking about? How could I do such a thing..."

Before they finished speaking, the two people who heard the footsteps at the same time looked at the other end of the corridor together with a very tacit understanding - the footsteps became clearer and closer to them.

Peter FASA, who was stunned, suddenly got up and grabbed Lauren's collar: "ayin, you should leave here as soon as possible and don't delay a quarter of an hour - this party is different from what you think. It's too late if you don't go again!"

"Alas?"

"Go! If they find me here..."

The footsteps had reached the corner of the corridor. Peter FASA, who turned to run, was grabbed by Lauren's collar and thrown into the room behind him. From opening to closing, he was crisp without leaving a trace.

Except for a fluorite ring.

As like as two peas, he was picked up by his own body, and his expression was looked at. He had been given a similar copy before he came to the town of Eldon.

This is really... More and more interesting.

The footsteps stopped behind him, and the black haired wizard half kneeling on the ground quietly hid the ring in his sleeve.

"Mr. ain Rand, what are you looking for?"

Ariel's weak voice came from behind. "Curious" looked at him: "or... Found something interesting?"

"Just accidentally lost the ring." the black haired wizard turned around with a smile, fiddled with the "gadget" in his hand and handed it to the girl in front of him.

"This is..."

"When I was in lottel, a priest gave it to me." Loren replied, "it's a meaningful souvenir?"

"Can you give it to Ariel for the time being?" the girl asked softly. Her blinking eyes exuded the expected luster: "Ariel will take good care of it and will never lose it."

"Sure." the black haired wizard nodded and glanced out of the corridor. "Let's hurry back to the banquet hall. Maybe they've already started."

The girl's attention seemed to be attracted by the ring. She gently dragged Lauren's right wrist behind him and walked towards the banquet hall. She didn't notice the black haired wizard's increasingly cold expression.

How did she find herself?

Whether tracking or hiding tracks, Loren is very confident in his ability. In the ancient wood forest, under the guidance of Leia and ELF war dancers, he can move quickly without leaving any trace.

Even if it was a gallop, the other party could not be aware of her footsteps, let alone footprints - if not, what did she rely on to follow up all the way?

"It's the smell."

Ariel, who always hung her head down, suddenly whispered, "Mr. Ayn Rand... You have a very different smell, which is completely different from those wizards, so Ariel can find you."

"No... it should be said that you are different from anyone. You are very special."

Seeing the black haired wizard stop and look at herself, Ariel smiled and hugged his right arm: "let's hurry to the banquet hall. They must have started."

... with the passage of time, the atmosphere in the banquet hall has gradually reached the most exciting moment. Besides talking, the guests enjoying delicious food and wine also began to ask each other about the time, looking forward to the arrival of a young wizard.

Whether it is envy or jealousy, alto Bellini's research has indeed reached an unparalleled level. Even in the history of wizards, there are few discoveries comparable to it.

Among the guests present, the most special one was the representative of the Holy Cross Church and Lord nomu, bishop of eboden. After arriving at the banquet, he seldom talked with the guests around him, just sat in a corner and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

It's bad enough to be the bishop of eboden. Now I have to be the witness of this blasphemous creation

Yes, it's absolutely humiliating - the miracles originally belonging to the Holy Cross are now displayed in front of themselves by these wizards, and then tell him very briefly: "look, we can do it."

If the doctrine of the Holy Cross had not allowed him to commit suicide, bishop nomu would have preferred to drown in the smelly ditch rather than step into the silver hall.

"It sounds really pathetic. I have some sympathy for the bishop." the dark haired wizard who also hid in the corner of the banquet hall took a sip of rye wine: "there is nothing more painful in this world than the breaking of faith."

"You were born in lottel, where the church is the most powerful place, and would sympathize with them?" Ariel asked in surprise for the first time: "I thought you knew their faces better than lottel's wizards."

"It's just a matter of fact, and I have full respect for the Holy Cross." Loren smiled softly.

"Holy Cross... It is the most terrible, ferocious and ruthless devil in the world." the girl's bloodless face suddenly became indifferent: "and these stupid believers are all its accomplices!"

The girl's expression almost gnashing her teeth surprised Lauren and narrowed her eyes slightly - he seemed to have heard similar remarks from another guy, but it was just the opposite of the girl.

As he recalled, there was a sudden shout and commotion among the crowd, and the melodious music stopped suddenly. The guards standing on both sides separated the guests in the banquet hall and left a passage in the center.

"Here comes Alto Bellini!"