"Ahh Lucien continued to say solemnly, "But we're better suited to be friends. ” "Is it?"
said Kaliliana, whose expression was a little dull, her face changed again and again, and finally she said with a little sadness, "I'm really sorry to annoy you, Mr.
Peter." ” The corners of her eyes seemed to reflect the light like nothing, and her sad appearance could impress most men, but Lucien just smiled gently: "I am very touched by your kindness to me, but you are not the type I like, I can only refuse apologetically." ” As the dance music drew to a close, Carliana lowered her head, two pearl-like tears falling on the carpet in a beautiful arc.
"I know that I am only a widow and not worthy of a promising knight like you, Mr.
Peter," she said in a snort-like voice.
Either way, I just want to show my heart that you have touched me that I will never forget.
Thank you for accompanying me for this opening dance, and welcome to the Ural City in the future. ” The music stopped, and Kaliliana jerked away.
She kept her head buried so that no one could see her expression, which provoked Balshak and the others who were paying close attention to the movement to look at Lucien angrily, and left their dance partners to comfort Cariliana, but unfortunately they were one step too slow, and Carliana had already entered the specially opened ladies' make-up and dressing room in the corner of the first floor, and locked the door behind her.
"Hmph."
Balshak glared at Lucian, not knowing whether to be happy or angry, in short, there was a sour taste, the sweetheart he was trying to pursue, he rejected it so uncherishingly.
However, due to Lucian's knightly strength, neither Ballshak nor the others dared to ask for a duel on the spot, although they were impulsive young men with blood surnames, it did not mean that they would stupidly kill themselves.
This made Lucien happy.
In the makeup and dressing room, Kaliliana raised her head, her pretty face was full of anger, her white and neat teeth were clucking, and she said hatefully: "I'm a good person, I'm only suitable to be friends, I'm very touched by my kindness, damn guy, you think I can look up to you, wait for the matter to be over, I must let you know what regret is" In the underground cell at the back of the manor, Miyaka, who had turned into a winter bear, groaned and woke up to see her companion Niac beside her.
"Phew, you're finally alive."
Niac put away a small box containing a lot of potions.
Miyaka asked a little confused, "Why am I here?"
"Miyaka, what exactly were you doing before, I told you to pretend to fail, not to make you commit suicide Even if he is an official knight, you are also a winter bear with knightly strength, how can you be cut like this by him with a sword" Nyak asked completely puzzled, he was stunned for a minute, feeling that an absurd comedy had been staged in front of him.
Miyaka reached out with difficulty and touched his head: "He seems to be a knight in terms of speed and agility, when a sword cuts over, I can't dodge at all, I can only rely on fur to resist, and then I faint, I don't know what happened behind me."
Isn't the Winter Bear's defense quite strong, isn't it able to block the attack of the second-level knight?"
"It seems that his sword is at least a second-level high-level magic sword, and we completely underestimate his strength.
I'll have to report to my husband.
Niac realized that a serious intelligence error almost turned a hero's rescue into a tragedy.
After reapplying makeup, Kaliliana rekindled the mood of the dance with a warm and charming smile, but every time she saw Lucien, she just nodded faintly and didn't say anything, as if the previous "confession" was all hallucination.
This made Lucien breathe a sigh of relief, he was just a passing "liar", and he had no hope of making a fortune and having sex here, and hoped that they would change their goals.
When the ball was over, Carliliana arranged for the guests to stay in the rooms on the upper floors of the main house, and prepared to wait until tomorrow morning to send them back to the city.
Buttoning up his night dress, Lucien went to the small living room next to him to look for Leo, the "butler" waiting here, but unexpectedly found that he was missing Looking around, there was no gain, and when Lucien was about to use the mental force field to induce and search, Leo flashed out from behind a decorative pillar in the corner: "Master, the dance is over" His wrinkled face was slightly distorted, as if he was forcibly enduring something, and at the same time with a fear that he could not detect.
"Leo, what's wrong with you," Lucien asked in a low voice when he saw that the butlers and attendants waiting in the small living room had followed their master to the guest room, which was already empty.
Leo gestured to Lucien with his eyes: "Master, you look a little tired, it is better to go back to the room and rest early." ” "Okay."
Lucien smiled and nodded cooperatively.
When he arrived at the guest room on the third floor, locked the wooden door, and carefully inspected the room, Leo said with strong hatred: "Master, I met that big smuggler. ” "The big smuggler who killed your whole family," Lucien pushed down his monocle.
Leo nodded vigorously: "Yes, it's him."
I was waiting for you in the small living room when I saw him and his new assistant come in.
Because I was afraid that he would see through the disguise and ruin the matter of your crossing of the Shahran Empire, so I quietly hid in a corner.
Then he left his assistant and went to the hall for the ball himself. ” "What's his name?"
asked Lucien, speculatively.
Leo's voice was very low, as if he was worried that he could not control his emotions, and said: "He changed his name, and I heard the other nobles' butlers and attendants in the small parlor call him Mr.
Ivanovsky. ” "Sure enough, it's him."
Lucien chucked his head slightly.
The fact that the non-aristocratic people Kaliliana knew were either fraudsters or big smugglers suggested that she herself was probably a little problematic, probably not a widow who was simply greedy for vanity, and that Sergei was probably Ivanovsky's subordinate.
But in this way, Lucien has a lot of doubts, since she cooperated with the big smuggler, why Kaliliana would throw herself into her arms, and what is in her own body that is worthy of her to do so Although the sword of "Frost" is worth more than 20,000 gold, which is worth the net worth of an ordinary baron, enough for most fraudsters and barons to covet, Kaliliana inherited the inheritance of Baron Lotnikov, who owned many estates and three mines, and is worth hundreds of thousands of shahran gold coins, enough to rival a wealthy viscount.
The annuity she gets from the manor and the mine every year is seven or eight thousand gold coins, and two or three years is a frost sword.
Moreover, she was also the niece of the second wife of Count Werther, the lord of the Urals, who was famous for her ore, blacksmith and weapons, and there was no need to sell her beauty to herself in order to obtain a fourth-level sword.
Of course, it cannot be ruled out that Carliana is the kind of person who is greedy for wealth and does not value her body at all, but she may have a very small surname.
Seeing that Lucien didn't speak, Leo said in a low voice: "Master, don't worry, I won't lose my mind."
I understand that you are at great risk when you travel through the Shahran Empire, and since you have signed a contract, I will not do anything to disobey it and put you in danger, and you have saved my life.
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Someday, I'll break his neck with my own hands. ” "Leo, I'm reassured of your character.
But since it happened, I'm worried that it will have something to do with it, so you tell me about him.
Lucien nodded in satisfaction, although he admired Leo's character, but this was the Shahran Empire, and it was impossible to risk avenging him.
This kind of big smuggler must have a strong force around him, whether it is recruited by himself or sent by the big bosses behind the scenes, there will definitely be no shortage of formal professionals, and he wants to kill him, unless he is full of fire and prepares to set a trap in advance, but in this way, it is easy to expose the identity of the magician.
Being hunted down by the night watchmen of the Northern Church would not be any better than the Southern Church Leo's expression became very complicated, and his eyes were full of sadness and remembrance: "When I met Ivanovsky, he was already a famous smuggler from the Eastern Exile to the Shahran Empire, and it is said that behind him stood a great nobleman of the Empire and two of the nine city lords of the Eastern Exile Land, and he also had contact with the ancient inheritance magicians who lived in seclusion, and was responsible for selling the magic potions and alchemy items made for them, and his connections were so extensive that he could ignore the nobles below the earl. ” "He has a few good magic items on him, and he is protected by a mid-level mage or a grand knight for a long time, which accounts for 20% of the smuggling share of the Shahran Empire.
After following him, I played a lot of credit in the smuggling of Briana's top tobacco, nightingale yarn and other goods, protected him once, and helped him open up the smuggling channel to the southwest of the empire, and got his reward potion to stimulate the power of the bloodline. ” Later, he planned to disguise himself as a robber to ransack the village, and then sell all the people in the village to an ancient inheritance magician for experimental materials.
I couldn't stand by and secretly informed the church, so his plan failed, he lost a lot of his men and belongings, and it looked like he himself had to change his name and identity.
I thought I was doing something very secretive, but he found out and found them before I moved my family, so" Lucien pinched his chin: "Being able to escape in the church's wanted and pursuit, this big nobleman behind Mr.
Ivanovsky is very strong."
After confirming that Ivanovsky must have mid-level professionals around him, Lucian became more vigilant and decided to leave the city of Ural as soon as possible.
After inquiring a lot more about Leo, Lucien didn't sleep, and let Leo go to the room to rest while blowing out the candles, while he sat quietly in the corner of the sofa, while mapping the spell construction figures, and continuing the creation of the four-ring magic of "Professor's Infrasound Resonance", while looking at the silver-white cold moonlight sprinkled outside the window.
It seems to be getting a little dangerous here, and it's best to wait carefully for dawn.
"Whenever you see the moonlight, you think of me" Lucien remembered the past, and suddenly burst into laughter, what a bad taste he was.
There was a knock on the door.
"Who," Lucien asked calmly and vigilantly.
Outside, a familiar and kind voice: "Mr.
Peter, it's me, Ivanovsky."
I have something I want to discuss with you. ” To be continued: