The magnificent gem river runs through the two regions of eboden and West Saxony. It is also the boundary between East and West Saxony and an important trade and transportation hub.

In other words, when we arrived here, we had basically left the scope of the capital Golovin.

Along the south of the gem River, take a road from the territory of the Principality of ellemans, enter the Principality of Bain and go to red blood Castle - this is the "best route" negotiated by Loren and Charlotte when they bid farewell.

It may be easier to take the plain Avenue in East Sacramento, instead of the foothills of El Mans, but it is the territory of crown prince Conrad, and it is uncertain whether the crown prince will do anything;

In addition, Loren's "guard" Lucerne is the illegitimate son of the vilz family, uly vilz, Duke of ellemans, is his brother, and he still has the Duke's sword in his hand; It must be safer to have your own people.

It's late at night. On the bank with green trees, you can only see the fishing sparks scattered on the calm river, and the lighthouse on the river bank to illuminate the way; In the deep night, only the stars in the dome are still shining on the road.

A dozen heavily armed Byrne knights, holding torches in their hands, like an iron wall, opened the way for the exquisite four-wheel carriage behind them.

The countess sitting in the carriage opened the curtains and looked at the queen of the king's city who had long been far away. She could only see a prosperous night scene and sighed softly.

According to the agreement of both parties, if Loren can escape in time, he will meet on the Bank of the gem River; The party waited for him for two hours, and there was no one at night.

That is to say, the dark haired wizard has not left Golovin until now.

The sword eyebrow frowned, and Charlotte's expression was very subtle.

Why was he pursued? Who wanted to kill him? What did he do this for, and for what reason did he not want to... Agree to marriage?

Of all the questions, Loren Turin did not give her any accurate answers.

The more she knew, the more secrets Charlotte felt about the dark haired wizard; No matter how you look, it seems that you can't see the real side of this person.

Only in the court of the Royal trial... When I think back, Charlotte has an inexplicable touch; It seems that Loren Turin is not talking about the master Lusaka kovo, but himself.

Why do you want to know him so much, a guy who swaggers around under the name of Turin family?

The countess shook her head, lowered the curtain, and her frown was still tight... Gloven's gamble was indeed supported by Brandon de sallion, but she did not get married;

Just relying on these may improve the morale of their vassals a little, but it is not enough to deter other earls who unite Bain... Want these equally prestigious and well-established Knight lords to obey their will

The prestige of the Turin family and the support of a second heir to the royal family are not enough, far from enough!

The shaking carriage could not shake Charlotte Turin's line of sight. The solemnity in the countess's eyes seemed to overflow like substance, with slender and soft Yi clenching into a fist and green tendons exposed.

If... If you are not a woman;

If you are not a woman... Why should you endure this humiliation

His eyes moved sideways. The little wizard sitting at the other end of the carriage was still picking the curtains and staring blankly at the night scene outside the window. His sapphire blue eyes were clearly distracted.

"Cough."

Charlotte looked sideways and coughed softly; The little wizard didn't respond and didn't hear it at all.

"Mr. Rand?"

Still no response... Mainly because no one has ever called Ayn that.

In the face of such a "unconscious" wizard, Charlotte is still not angry and elegant; Straighten your chest and inhale slightly, and raise your voice a little:

"Lord ain Rand?"

"Alas?"

This time the little wizard heard it and turned around to find that the countess was staring at herself motionless.

"Er... Ah! Sorry... I'm so sorry!"

The panicked Ayn was in a hurry. After a toss, he sat down again in the carriage. The trembling Ayn was really restless.

From Reuven Friede to Brandon de sallion, she had met many nobles; But a countess... It's really the first time.

In particular, the sense of oppression that inadvertently reveals solemnity, elegance, politeness but not anger... Makes the little wizard very stressful.

Is this the real "noble woman"? Nervous ayin guessed, and his hands on his knees couldn't help grasping the hem of his clothes.

Charlotte did not expect so much, but looked at the alchemist a little more - it is said that Ayn Rand's talent and talent are far above Loren Turin, and he is also his closest friend.

The black haired wizard is sincere to have his best friend and guard with him.

"Lord ayin Rand, I'm curious about a question." the countess looked serious:

"What is your relationship with Loren Turin?"

"Alas -?!!" Ayn was shocked.

The little wizard who tried to hold back his panic and bite his teeth barely squeezed a smile from the corner of his mouth: "please, excuse me, why do you suddenly ask this?"

"Hmm? Is there something wrong with my words..." Charlotte was puzzled by the other party's expression, but she didn't show it, and nodded slightly: "please don't misunderstand, I'm just curious... Because Lord Ayn Rand, you're not nervous at the moment, and you don't seem to worry about the life and death of Loren Turing?"

Charlotte did not say it, but kept it in her heart.

"Worry... How can you not worry?"

Knowing the other party's thoughts, the little wizard just smiled helplessly and sighed: "because Loren is stupid... This guy has always been like this!"

"Always?"

"Yes... Regardless of persuasion, he talks to himself, thinks he is right, and always ignores the help of others - he has been like this since he was in college. How can he suddenly become a person?"

"From the time of College..." she whispered softly, and Charlotte's expression changed a little: "that is to say, you have participated in all the adventures experienced by Loren Turin, haven't you?"

"It's not all - sometimes it's just a part, sometimes it's just doing unimportant work." the little wizard scratched his head and smiled with embarrassment:

"This guy is actually very narcissistic. Although he can't compare with Isaac... He is always very confident. He rarely depends on others. There are many cases of talking to himself and solving problems for others."

"I eat irregularly. I always like to hide in the room and talk to myself. Sometimes I have the habit of talking to myself in front of others. I'm really a headache..."

Said the little wizard, and Charlotte nodded once; The absent-minded countess was not listening to Ayn, but focused all her attention on herself.

Since the college, this alchemist has been in almost every adventure Loren Turin has experienced

In other words, there may be no second person in the world who knows the true face of the dark haired wizard better than him or her... Slightly glancing, the countess motionless looked at Ayn Rand, who sighed and hid all her worries in her words.

He (she) is also the only one who can be 100% trusted by Loren Turin... Somehow, Charlotte felt a trace of jealousy when thinking of here, although the countess would definitely admit that she was jealous of a wizard.

This man... Is the only breakthrough in Loren Turin, and obviously much simpler than that guy; If you win him (her) and become your own friend, you can use him (her) to influence the black haired wizard who doesn't enter the oil and salt, and then Brandon de saleon.

Exchange loyalty for loyalty... Charlotte's mouth rises gracefully.

There is no reason why Brandon de sallion can't do what he can do... Can't the Countess of the Turin family, Byrne's iris, accept a simple alchemist?

"Alas?"

The little wizard who was slightly stunned was gently holding his hands, and Charlotte's charming smile was reflected in her blue eyes:

"Can you tell me more about you and your excellency Loren Turin?"

"Lord ain Rand?"