Chapter 479

Midnight, the top floor of the casino.

Perhaps because of the bribe, the room arranged by the old Dutch official for the black haired wizard is quite comfortable - the whole room is actually round, and a quarter of the wall area is luxurious floor windows, which can have a panoramic view of half of the imperial capital at night.

The walls covered with oil paintings are surrounded by a circle of exquisite wall candles, and faint incense is filled in the dark light; The soft and comfortable carpet is also covered with all kinds of flowers and petals.

At present, it is early spring, and most flowers are not in season... It can't be described as "luxury" to get so many flowers to sprinkle on the ground.

Under the crystal chandelier in the middle of the room is a crimson big bed, which is actually round; There is a small wine rack on both sides, and dried fruit snacks are prepared very considerately.

"Ah."

This was Loren's first reaction when he entered the room.

Candlelight, wine, flowers and... A round crimson big bed.

It took a minute for the dark haired wizard to react... Although he was not completely sure, the old Dutch official definitely misunderstood something when arranging the room.

Uh... Is it a little late to ask for another room now?

"What are you waiting for?" the numb Lena desallion glanced at him. She had already sat on the bed and opened a bottle of punch:

"I don't mind, but... Are you going to stand at the door all night?"

With a long sigh, the white eyed black haired wizard closed the door, entered the room, went to the wine rack and poured himself a full glass of wine - although it's really not suitable for drinking at midnight, he still can't stand the fruity drink of punch.

"What are you going to do next?" the girl suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Lauren didn't react.

"Do you really don't understand, or do you pretend to be stupid there?"

As a matter of course, the "black frame glasses" gave him a white look: "did you try your best to induce Clement first, and then beat little yode in the 'big bet', just to win the 300 million silver coins?"

"Can't you?" the black haired wizard smiled very "sincerely" and came over to clink a glass with the girl: "three hundred million... I believe most people in the world will not hesitate to go to hell for this money!"

"Come and celebrate our great victory. Cheers!"

Hearing this obvious response, the girl suddenly showed a very subtle expression:

"Loren Turin... If you're going to continue your nonsense, I'm willing to accompany you; but you can't count on anything else."

"Alas?"

Lorraine, holding the wine glass, was stunned and frozen in place.

"Your real intention... Is not to atone for Isaac, but to ask me; right?"

The smile on his face gradually disappeared, and the silent black haired wizard stood in place, holding the untouched wine in his hand.

Bright red as blood.

"How much do you... Know?"

"All." the girl's expression was numb, and the corner of her mouth was very subtle: "or... What can you hide from me?"

Some uncertain Loren hesitated... Indeed, the other party is a person with a talent no less than Isaac. As long as they are willing to see through the hearts of the people, it is not a problem.

Rather, it is because the human heart is too simple and boring compared with the truth of the world that they are lazy to pay attention to it.

"Although I don't want to be too snobbish, but..." Lauren's expression finally became dignified, holding the cup with his right hand and carrying his left hand behind him:

"Now that the two million debt has been paid off, please tell me... What's your answer!"

Lina de sallion straightened her waist, pressed her delicate catkin on her chest, and her red pupil was opposite the black haired wizard's eyes: "although she had been prepared when she came, she was... A little nervous."

Lauren narrowed her eyes and nodded slightly, "I'm sorry."

Even members of the royal family, if they testify in court, they will inevitably not be retaliated by the behind the scenes... Although their mouth is poisoned, the other party is only a weak girl after all. It's really too much to do so.

But now there is no choice... Sacrifice is always necessary on the road to victory.

"The Royal wizard consultant will also care about a little girl's opinion?" the girl asked sarcastically.

"If I do something I'm sorry for her, I will."

"Sounds like a nice man."

"I know you're hurting me, but... It's praise."

"Ha ha..." Lina desallion suddenly smiled and drank the wine in the glass, and her thin and pale cheeks flushed:

"Come on, I'm ready!"

"Hmm?" the black haired wizard was stunned again. "Are you... Ready for what?"

"What are you afraid of?" the suddenly interested girl with big hair tilted her head and glanced at Loren discontentedly: "do you want me to do it by myself... You are this passive type?"

"Pa --!"

The wine glass fell to pieces on the ground, and Loren was still unaware of it.

"If you want to take advantage, you have to pretend to be poor. Men are hypocritical animals..." the girl's catkin climbed up the black haired wizard's collar, and her fingers had pressed the button under his neck:

"Shall I show you how to untie this skirt... Lord Viscount?"

“？！”

While the dark haired wizard remained rigid, Lina desallion slowly got up and put her hands on his shoulders; Across a pair of black framed glasses, their cheeks are closer and closer

"Puff --!"

The next second, the girl suddenly fell unconscious on the bed.

"Hey... It's really dangerous. It's a little close!"

The voice full of evil interest came from behind, with a trace of schadenfreude... The black haired wizard suddenly woke up, narrowed his eyes and looked back slowly.

White blond hair, handsome pale cheeks, a pair of scarlet eyes and a "malicious" smile from the corners of his mouth... Put on a crimson Nightgown, Asriel leaned against the door with his shoulders, and a little teasing flashed in his eyes.

"You guy... Did it on purpose, didn't you?"

"How can it be said to be intentional? People just don't want to interrupt Lauren's good deeds... What a beautiful day."

The innocent young man helplessly spread his hands, but the smile on the corners of his mouth remained unabated: "and if it's not the last moment, how can you know, dear Loren... You're this type!"

"Oh, oh... To tell you the truth, I was always worried about this before, but now I'm finally relieved... I really can't see it. Although I've always pretended to know nothing, I'm still very good at it!"

"Shut up."

With a smile on his brow, Lauren forced out a fake smile: "although I don't understand what you're talking about, I think there must be some misunderstanding..."

"Misunderstanding? No, no, Asriel knows what dear Loren is thinking." the boy smiled cunningly: "don't worry... No one will know what happened here..."

"It has nothing to do with knowing, and I think doing so will only make her hate me completely." the black haired wizard frowned: "first of all, don't say whether it's necessary, just take advantage of people's danger... What's your expression."

"Alas... Dear Loren, although I don't know much about your past, but..."

The boy suddenly came forward and patted Lauren on the shoulder with his small hand. His scarlet eyes were full of pity:

"You've never had a girlfriend in your last life, have you?"

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you..."

Loren kept twitching in the corners of his mouth.

"Dang --!"

Suddenly there was a noise. The two people who were just teasing each other looked behind the door at the same time!

Holding down the boy beside him, Loren walked to the door quietly... Judging from the voice just now, it should be a weapon such as crossbow and arrow; But the other side only shot an arrow and there was no movement.

Is it bait?

When the door was opened, a short blade was nailed in the center of the door and a scroll of sheepskin was carried... At the moment of seeing the blade, the pupil of the black haired wizard suddenly shrank, with a little more clarity in his expression, and carefully opened the scroll:

"... they're coming to kill you. Run away with your little lover, fool!"

No signature, no mark, but the corners of Loren's mouth raised unconsciously