Chapter 422

The rich cream flavor, mixed with the smell of wheat from freshly baked bread and a faint burnt aroma of roasted lamb chops, converges into a mouth watering and attractive taste, which floats faintly at the tip of your nose.

Enjoying the delicacies carefully prepared by the little wizard for himself, the black haired wizard who finally relieved himself was lazily stirring his spoon and enjoying a moment of peace.

Although relying on various ways, he finally avoided the possibility of being perceived by evil gods, he also buried the extremely unstable factor of "fascism".

The fall of the Dragon King City was the beginning of his mutual enemy.

For the power of "valve", for his ambition; As long as he is alive, Francis and the "black cross" serlior behind him will follow.

The only reason the black haired wizard can think of is that the other party will not directly kill himself, and the only reason is that he hopes to get two "valves" at a time.

According to the tomb keeper, the real "valve" and the wizard's own "valve" are completely two concepts.

In the age of the Dragon Kingdom (although he prefers to call it the age of the Dragon King tower), whether he can open his own valve is regarded as whether he is qualified to become a "Wizard"; Only by crossing the "boundary between material and void" can we really become a wizard recognized by everyone.

According to this standard, 99% of the Wizards in the whole saklan empire are "unqualified"

The nine pointed star Holy Grail is the "door" that can open the gap between the two worlds

For the fascists who want to complete their ambitions and even "replace" the Holy Cross, this is the strength he must get.

"It's nice to have someone care."

The languid tone also had a sense of fun, which made Lauren look aside slightly. A teenager who was also looking at himself was lying on the bed shaking his legs, and his face was reflected in his scarlet eyes.

Ariel in a purple tassel dress sat on one side, quietly "affectionately" watching the black haired wizard, making Loren's back cool.

At the same time, he spread two evil gods and was watched by another... Should he say "good luck" or too hard life

"Although I know it's probably a white question..." gently put down the spoon in his hand, Lauren frowned silently and looked at the guy: "don't you think we should continue the topic that hasn't been finished before?"

"Er... What topic, why doesn't Asriel know?" the young man flashed a shrewd look in his eyes, deliberately pretending to be stupid and asked, "have we ever said anything before?"

"Sergio..." Loren's eyes twitched:

"How much do you know about the black cross

"About this... Dear Loren, I've told you everything I know!"

Asriel had no choice but to spread his hand and sighed softly: "although you understand, you won't believe poor Asriel, but, alas... There's no way. It's also a matter of no way."

"That's because you never tell the truth!"

Ariel, who was always quiet, suddenly said, "it is because you are full of lies that Loren won't believe you!"

The corners of the young man's mouth kept twitching, and his scarlet eyes turned over and over, which was helpless.

"But..." Ariel paused and looked calmly at the puzzled black haired Wizard:

"Stupid Asriel did the right thing this time, at least... He didn't deliberately deceive Loren this time."

"Oh... Oh! My God, what did I just hear?!" suddenly turned around and looked at the girl beside him with an incredible face, stunned:

"Dear Miss fake, you just said you... Agree with me?"

With a soft hum, Ariel turned her head and despised him: "people didn't say that... But you can understand that."

Asriel was stunned. Loren was really surprised to see him for the first time.

Disdaining to pay attention to some stupid fool, Ariel with a worried face looked back at the dark haired Wizard: "Dear Loren, 'black cross' serliol... It's a very terrible enemy. Ariel also doesn't want you to know its existence if you can."

"Asriel won't tell you because of its power... Very special."

"Asriel has told me something about this." Lauren nodded slightly and said solemnly, "it's about time, isn't it?"

At that moment, Loren was sure that the two evil gods in front of him looked at each other, and then the girl breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately... Fortunately, Loren only knows this. It's lucky in misfortune." with a low sigh, Ariel slowly raised her head: "it's great that Loren can understand so. It seems that Asriel has finally done a very right thing."

"It's not too cautious to face the 'black cross', especially when it is almost destined to be the enemy." the boy naturally glanced at her, but soon collapsed in frustration: "but if possible, he still doesn't want to meet that guy!"

"Wait, can you explain... What are you talking about?"

"Dear Lauren, I'm really sorry to tell you in this way." Asriel first opened his mouth and shook his head with a helpless expression:

"In a way you can understand... Serliol's ability is very special. The deeper you know it, the less likely you can defeat it. Therefore, you only need to know that its ability involves time. The more you know, it will hurt you!"

"I'm very sorry, but... It's really the best way." aware of the slight change in the black haired wizard's expression, Ariel came forward with apology:

"But I also hope Loren can understand that 'black cross' serliol is a very terrible enemy, even an enemy that can hardly be defeated. Ariel just hopes to keep Loren away from this dangerous guy as far as possible..."

"The more you understand, the more impossible it is to defeat..."

Loren, who was talking to himself unconsciously, fell into meditation.

"To be exact, even if you don't know anything, the possibility of defeating serlior is very small." the young man's delicate cheeks even twitched slightly, as if he fell into some kind of fear:

"All we can do is hope that he, like us, is weak enough to maintain the dream world."

There was a moment of silence until there was a quick knock outside the door.

"Well... The food is good; how's the rest, my wizard adviser?"

With a funny tone and a smile brighter than the sun, his Highness the prince walked into the room uninvited, with his hands on his waist and a natural appearance.

There was only Lauren in the empty house... Plus the black feather Eagle at the head of the bed and a moon shadow cat staring at the black feather Eagle all the time.

"What's the problem?" Lauren, who raised his eyebrows, still carried a spoon full of thick soup in his hand.

"Nothing, just come around and talk about your 'reward'." he kept talking about it. Brandon with flashing eyes sat down opposite Lauren, picked up a piece of bread and ate it.

There was a flash of vigilance in the corner of Loren's eye when he noticed the other party's expression... He must have something else.

But it's better not to say it now... Wiped the corners of his mouth, and the black haired wizard looked at him calmly: "please."

"I arranged it like this... First, you and I will return to the imperial capital Golovin to get you a formal title of 'consultant', and then I will find a way to arrange for you to find a meritorious job - I believe that with your ability, you can definitely impress those noble masters who live on a vegetarian diet!"

"You are so confident in me."

"Don't underestimate yourself. You are my appointed wizard adviser." Brandon raised his mouth slightly: "when there is a reason, it will be a minute to get you a count."

"Although I shouldn't say so... I doubt whether you have this ability..."

"Please give me some confidence, too, Loren." Brandon turned away with a brilliant smile as he patted the table; Lauren, who didn't look back, counted down silently in the bottom of his heart:

3、 Two, one

"Oh, yes!" Brandon, who stopped at the door, suddenly looked back and scratched his head as if he remembered something:

"That... Connord is back... Alive."

“……”

"If there's no problem, can you go with me? I'm... A little scared."

"Well... Just a little, a little."