Chapter 241

Outside the silver hall garden of the Bellini family residence, a black feather Eagle falling on the treetop is staring at the window of a side hall. Although covered by gorgeous velvet curtains, the blood red eyes of the "black feather Eagle" can still see the corners of the mouth of the black haired wizard inadvertently.

Loren, Loren, this is about to become your signature action. A boy named Asriel is secretly teasing.

"Shut up." the dark haired wizard scolded in his heart.

Probably because of the alternate relationship between the two souls, he could clearly detect that a teenager was teasing him, and looked at his embarrassment as if watching a drama.

Yes, it's too tight - the word is extremely accurate here.

For some unwitting reasons, fascists seemed to be afraid of the corona family, which gradually eased the atmosphere in the side hall, and even gave themselves a turnover space to continue to entangle with them.

But in fact, I don't know what it is because of. It's a bluff. Once they are aware of the omission, the situation will only be more dangerous than just now!

What should we do so that the other party can't see his details and dig something out of these two people's mouths?

Now the situation is that they both know that the person who saved Isaac Grantham is themselves, and they can probably guess that the matter in the gutter and lane has something to do with themselves, but they act as if they don't know Isaac; The core of the topic has always been the falsification of his identity and the destruction of Alto's research materials.

In other words, no matter what the corona family does, they can't tear their face and catch themselves, so they can only play to fool things over and test their or the corona family's attitude?

Well... If so, it would be easy.

"Mr. Alto Bellini, i... I must apologize to you." Loren suddenly stood up with a panic and a bit of shame, just like the apprentices in the college who were found cheating by their tutors:

"Indeed, I am a country wizard from lottel. I also have a little reputation there. I have never seen so many wizards before I came to eboden, and they are so talented!

The buildings and people here, as well as all kinds of novel and cutting-edge research, the nine pointed star wizard tower and the relic Library... I know this may be very inappropriate, but for me, a wizard, coming to this city is the same as when believers enter the church!

That's why I'm inevitably jealous after seeing you as a talented, gifted and excellent wizard. Yes, the Holy Cross bears witness to my sin, and I'm jealous of you!

Jealous of your good birth, the talent given to you by the Holy Cross, and your great glory in eboden and even the whole wizard world! You are like a bright moon hanging from the dome, and I... I am a small firefly, jealous of your light shining in the night sky!

So here, in front of bishop Francis, I pray you and the Holy Cross to forgive my sins - if not, please punish me! "

The voice echoed in the side hall for a long time, "trembling" Lauren suddenly lowered his head.

This was a gamble. I took the initiative to pass the excuse to two people who wanted to kill myself and admitted that I had destroyed Alto Bellini's experiment.

Of course, just as fascists evaded the important and ignored the important, Loren was also "cheating" - he neither said the reason for forging his identity nor admitted his relationship with the assassin, but only blamed "jealousy" for undermining Alto's research.

Since both sides are acting, of course, do a full set and leave a good way for yourself.

After hearing his "plea", not only the fascists, but even Alto Bellini was stunned.

What surprised him was not that Loren Turin was so decisive, but that a person could really lie and tell the same truth!

That expression, posture, and attitude... If he hadn't been clear about the truth, alto would have believed it now!

Although he was surprised, Francis sitting on the side did not reach the level of Alto - it was not that he really had such a high self-restraint and tolerance for sudden events. He was just "experienced".

On that night at vimpal college church, he had seen how the lying black haired wizard fooled his guard knights and church cavalry with a pile of stories that the dead didn't believe.

Because of this, he was convinced that Loren Turin was also acting. How could this cunning guy take the initiative to give others his excuse to kill himself?

He was sure that neither he nor Alto Bellini dared to do it!

Bishop eboden, who had not yet officially taken office, glanced at Alto Bellini on the other side - the only thing that worried him now was the attitude of the heir to the Bellini family.

Because killing Loren Turin here is like declaring war on the nine pointed star wizard Tower!

The Holy Cross Church in eboden could never afford this price... Francis looked at him silently. If the Bellini family were really reckless to this point, they would have to abandon this "ally".

It's better to give up a good time to win eboden than to form an alliance with a fool who will drag himself into the water.

"I, I..." clearly he was the one who was asked to forgive. Alto was sweating and his fierce inner struggle was written on his face, hesitating.

The whole party had already deviated from his initial plan, and developed into a situation he absolutely didn't want to see - did he really want to take the initiative to "forgive" and even become a friend of lottel's bastard?

Even if it's just pretending, it's absolutely unacceptable!

"I accept your apology, and... There's nothing to apologize for, isn't it?" with a modest smile, alto slowly got up and raised his glass: "it's no surprise that any friend will envy each other - it's ashamed to say, but we're just humble mortals under the light of the Holy Cross, not noble saints!"

"That's right!" replied Francis with a slight nod and incomparable approval, "then let's raise a glass to celebrate a precious friendship and reconciliation!"

Hearing these words, the ashamed and happy black haired wizard was at a loss. He quickly picked up his cup with both hands and drank the wine called "friendship" in a burst of laughter.

In the evening, outside the Bellini family residence.

"How do you feel? I guess the dishes at the party must be very tasteful?" the black feather Eagle fell on the shoulder of the black haired wizard. The young man's voice full of ridicule echoed in his mind: "that must be what dear Loren can't even think of. He can only taste the luxury life in the dream world!"

"What you said is completely wrong - if I dare not think about it, how can I dream?" sneered Loren lost no time to fight back: "but you are right. The dishes are really tasteful and better than expected."

"... do you want to show me that you ate it and I didn't?"

The young man's voice was a little depressed: "where shall we go next and meet your 'night watchman friends'?"

"No, if they succeed, Peter FASA will take them directly to Shenlin castle in lottel; if not, we don't know where they are for the time being. So... Hasn't the person who picked us up come?"

Loren shrugged his shoulders and pointed to the corona family carriage parked outside the residence. The servant in blue robes had come to him:

"In the name of the corona family, Miss Ariel corona invites you to visit the residence." the servant bowed slightly, with some pride of the extended family in his humility: "and please leave now."

"Can I not go?" I felt the black feather Eagle "protesting" on my shoulder. Loren asked tentatively.

"You will certainly go. That's what Miss Ariel said." the servant looked up and looked calm like a puppet:

"Sir Isaac Grantham is waiting for you at the residence!"