Chapter 252 (1/2)
Sha LAN didn't even go back to his laboratory to prepare anything. He left the high tower of the gray castle and drove to the direction recorded in the crystal stone in the carriage.
After Shalan's carriage left, the man and another old wizard stood together and looked at the leaving carriage through the landing window and opened his mouth slowly.
”Sven, do you think that Shalan Winman look real?”
”I never feel how to judge things. The reason why I give him the task is that after my judgment, his performance is likely to be true.
According to my inquiry of the court scholar who invited Shalan Winman and firefly to our grey castle tower, on the way here, she and firefly had been sitting in a carriage, and in the eyes of that court scholar, they looked quite intimate.
I asked some people just now. When Shalan Winman learned about the firefly betrayal, there was something wrong with him. On the way to the reception, he looked very angry. As for his performance in the reception area, he basically proved this.
Besides, I don't think that any wizard will make fun of these things. After all, witches have to face. If it's not really too angry and sad, I don't think any wizard or even any man will put himself in this situation, right?
Unless this person is really shameless into a situation, and also aware of our plan, otherwise there is no need to do so, right? ”
The old man nodded slowly and said, ”what you said is very reasonable, but I still made some backers. In fact, in the carriage arranged for him, there is a small sorcerer array that I deliberately placed in the carriage, which can transmit the appearance and harmony of saran Winman in the carriage to us. If he really pretends to be, I want to be in the carriage The place, no one should continue to behave like that. ”
As the voice dropped, the old man stretched out his hand on the landing window in front of him, and Shalan's appearance in the carriage appeared in front of them.
At this time, although Shalan sat quietly in the carriage, her eyes were flushed with anger and shame. From time to time, she looked out to see where she was going, or opened the window to ask the coachman when she could arrive. The frequency of inquiry was very high.
Looking at saran's appearance, about half an hour later, the old man reached out to erase the picture on the window, nodded to the middle-aged man, and said: ”your judgment is correct. Saran Winman is really killing fireflies and steel beams. Moreover, his mental state is impossible to believe their words. Your choice is very correct.”