Chapter 604 (2/2)
What about this time?
The rebellious night watchman, the ignorant Empire, the devious governor Gaspar, the secretly planned blood cult, 13 Knight lords... And the ”foreigners” lurking in the dark and also pursuing the trace of evil gods.
The expressionless black haired wizard suddenly remembered the man in red who met at the Plantagenet manor, pretending to be the night watchman of the tavern owner... His last struggle before his death made him feel familiar.
Strange recovery ability, strong void reaction, almost convulsive mutation... Especially the last almost undead, crazy attitude
Holy Blood potion... A by-product of Isaac Grantham's research, almost destroyed the entire eboden alchemy.
After Alto Bellini was killed by himself, few people really knew this thing... Of course, Loren himself was not stupid enough to give it to others, and the formula was burned clean.
The only person who may master the Holy Blood potion is Francis... In other words, if it is really the Holy Blood potion, it is almost equivalent to confirming that he is in the red blood castle at the moment!
If he is going to do the same here as last time, how can he be stopped?!
”Brenhild...”
”Huh?” Asriel tilted his head and looked at the whispering black haired wizard.
”What is the existence of this evil god called 'brenhild'?” Loren narrowed his eyes and stared at Asriel's every move: ”I remember you said that you evil gods are very familiar with each other.”
”Well, indeed.” the boy nodded, sighed and made a very emotional expression: ”brenhild... In fact, Asriel prefers to call her 'Chino' or 'Aileen'. Having so many titles is one of her characteristics.”
”How to describe it? This guy is actually a little like mazka.”
”Mazka?” Lauren frowned.
”Er... It's not what Lauren thought, it means the intelligence of this guy.” Asriel reluctantly spread his hand: ”rigid, stubborn, straight hearted and inflexible... Although there are wonderful flowers among evil gods, this guy with simple thinking is really a rare breed.”
”Act rashly and foolishly. They have no resistance to new things and all sweet things. They are very stubborn while jumping off their ideas. The only thing they are good at is to screw up everything...”
”But... In terms of strength, she really deserves the title of 'goddess of war', brenhild in full state... Seriously, you'd better pray not to fight her.”
The boy suddenly paused, his scarlet eyes flashed, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corners of his mouth: ”Dear Loren, I know what you want to do; but as your best friend... Asriel advised you to give up this plan.”
”Oh?” Lauren pretended to be silly. ”I haven't said anything yet. How do you know?”
”Because Asriel is Loren's best friend...” the boy proudly raised his small nose, but soon his face became dignified again: ”indeed... If we can reach an alliance with brenhild, it should be very helpful to Loren, but it's impossible!”
”No matter how rash, stupid and simple minded... She is also a real evil god. Can Loren really believe that an evil god can keep his promise and will never betray Loren... Eh?!”
The voice stopped suddenly. Asriel, with a stiff expression, opened his mouth and looked at the increasingly subtle expression of the black haired wizard.
”Go on, I'm still listening.” Lauren smiled cunningly and deliberately dragged his voice for a long time: ”can I really believe that an evil god can keep his promise and will never betray me?”
This is the end of being trapped in a cocoon
Looking at the boy who looked left and right, sweating and eager to speak, he cried quickly and scratched his head desperately. Although he knew that at least half of him was pretending, Loren couldn't help being happy.
Shrugging his shoulders, the proud dark haired wizard turned and left.
”Lauren, where are you going?”
”Do you need to ask?”
Stopping, the dark haired wizard glanced at Asriel behind him:
”Holy Blood potion, brenhild, Francis... Pick up the persimmon and pinch it soft first, Gaspar Wayne. It's time to let him end the curtain!”