Wizard From Afar

In the matter of lying, the little wizard is still far less experienced than Loren—especially her expression, which almost always uses the words "I lied." Now it's the face.

Fortunately, Loren stood up in time to help her round it up, and Barry Senna didn’t seem to have much interest in this matter, only when he knew that Ayin was an alchemist, There was only a slight change in his expression.

As for Ai Yin and Hat who wanted to stay in the castle for a few days, the old man not only did not stop him, but rather enthusiastically helped arrange an vacant room next door to Loren.

Open the door. Although the house is relatively small, it has clean beds. The numbered musical notation is also beautiful. There is a candle lamp on the table, and there is a window to see the scenery outside the castle. The bedding and pillows are also brand new.

The preparation is so meticulous, it seems to have been arranged in advance, it is always impossible this time is also a coincidence? A sneer curled up at the corner of Loren's mouth.

"Are you not curious at all, why I pretended to be Isaac."

The little wizard didn't think so much as he thought, she walked in silent all the way After the house, I finally couldn’t help but say: "And I lied for me."

"Of course I am curious, but..." Loren laughed at Ai Yin in relief: "I believe you will do this, just There must be your own reasons. And when you want to say it, you will naturally tell me."

Although subconsciously think this is the other party’s fooling around, the little wizard is still very happy. "You just want to say that I am very bad at lying, right?"

"How can Ayin, who is honest and kind, can lie?" Loren, who was carrying his hands, asked with a smile. , Very confident eyebrows raised: "This aspect is my strong point."

"boasted shamelessly." Ayn coldly snorted, who hasn't forgiven him yet, was held down by Loren's head.

"No matter what your purpose is, I just hope you can promise me one thing." Slowly lowered his voice, but the black hair wizard increased his tone: "Before you prepare When you start, you must say it-I will do my best to fulfill your wish!"

The lowly silent Ayin was only gently nodded, which was regarded as an answer to Loren. There was a complicated look on the delicate face, as if there was something hidden.

Loren suddenly remembered the patriarch of the Rand family he met when he and Ruben left the castle before, and Ayn Rand was also from Deep Limburg.

Will it be implicated in this matter? Loren, who doesn't like guessing, just let the thought flash through his mind, and then turned and left the little wizard's room.

He has more important things to deal with-winter has arrived, which means that the tug of war with the nobles of Deep Limburg has entered the final stage, and it is time to resolve them.

Whether they like it or not, this is Ruben Fried's last chance and the most important battle. If he couldn't get rid of these diehards, he was impossible to truly establish prestige among the nobles of Deep Limburg, and there was no way to completely suppress the Senna family.

When the time comes, people will only say that it was the Senna family who took the initiative to help count and let the nobles relax. This is absolutely detrimental to the prestige of count.

even more how the other party will do this, there must be some other conspiracy behind it. There is no free dinner in the world, and Barry Senna will suddenly "betray" the nobles of Deep Limburg, only because it is more beneficial to him.

Moreover, there are more problems right now...Standing at the end of the corridor, watching the biting cold wind more and more outside the window, and the white snow flying in the sky, a not-so-good premonition is right. Spread in Loren's mind.

It’s just a little bit cold now, and the land will be completely frozen after another month. The frozen ground can’t even be inserted into the pitchfork. It’s impossible to start work in this kind of weather. matter.

The colder and colder weather will also greatly reduce the farmers' enthusiasm for the land. If the weather is cold enough to freeze people to death, how many people would be willing to leave the warm Fire Pit at home just for the land they might get?

In the final analysis, Ruben Fried is just a new count that has just ruled them. Of course, he doesn't have the local prestige of the original Senna family. Impossible responds to these ordinary persons. They only believe that seeing is believing, and the rumors circulating around.

The longer the time is delayed, the more advantageous the situation will be for the nobles in Deep Limburg-this is their plan. As long as the delay continues, one day count will not hold on and choose to give up. of.

This is their plan, even if people have been put under house arrest by count, as long as there is no suitable excuse to rectify them like Ruben, so they don’t worry that Ruben will come directly to hard. Only the remaining nobles will stand firmly behind them.

They will disguise themselves as "noble people" against the cruel lord, and use the most just excuses to overthrow Ruben Fried’s rule and make Prince Fried lose face and give up the recovery. Deep Limburg's plan.

The black hair wizard stood waiting outside the door of the map room. After a while, the black-faced Sir Aaron appeared in his vision. Just by looking at the facial expressions, he knew that count and those nobles could not get in touch with each other today.

"Master Count is almost out of patience." Sir Aaron's first sentence was this, and his expression was very solemn: "If this continues, the problem will not be solved for too long!"

"Has he done anything to those nobles?"

"No..." Deeply sighed, Sir Aaron finally rejected Loren's most worried guess: "But if this continues, That's a matter of time. Ruben Fried, he has never been a particularly patient person. It is his limit to be able to persist until now."

black hair wizard nodded, expressing understanding— -From the observation of Ruben, it is not difficult to see that he actually has no patience. The reason why he has not exploded until now is entirely because he really hopes that he can become a qualified count, nothing more.

But if you continue to drag on like this, it will only make the situation worse and worse. The situation must be reversed as soon as possible... Loren, who was lost in thought, did not even notice Sir Aaron’s patted his shoulder until the other The note was handed to him before he realized it.

"This is..."

"I wrote it down secretly." Sir Aaron nodded: "Although it should be incomplete, the few people above are the most in the group of nobles. A few tough guys."

"I don’t understand politics, but as long as you follow these people, you will definitely be able to dig out a lot of things. Maybe you can find out who is behind them—you guys. Wizards, there must be a lot of ways to keep them from being discovered, right?"

"Of course." Loren nodded, who understands his heart, I am afraid that Sir Aaron’s intention is not only to let himself track them, but also Find a way to pick something out of their mouths.

Anyway, as long as you don’t get discovered, you don’t get involved with count, you can do whatever you want.

Looking at the string of names of the various patriarch families above, the Rand family is actually among them, and Loren's mouth has a wry smile that is not easily detectable.

It's...so embarrassing.

Although she has only heard the little wizard mention it a few times, she is very proud of her surname, and her words reveal a sense of self-evident pride.

What to do, do you want to find a way to secretly hint about the patriarch of the Rand family? Or is it to think of ways to prevent Ruben from paying attention to him and to shift the goal to others?

"So you noticed it too?" Seeing Loren's right hand pressing on the words of the Rand family, Sir Aaron showed a suddenly realized expression: "This is the fatty named Visari Rand , Pretending to be a flattering look from start to finish, but from start to finish are opposed to the whole plan!"

"If it weren't for him, count could have persuaded a few people to hand over the land yesterday. The result fell short!" Sir Aaron involuntarily increased his tone: "No matter what means you use, you must never let this damn fatty!"

"...I understand." He sighed softly. , Loren hesitated with his wandering eyes.