Chapter 610 (1/2)
”Miss Ayn Rand, what can I do for you?”
In the silent midnight, sitting in front of the bed, Ariel held a wine glass and looked up at the little wizard who came into her room. There was another full wine glass on the table. It's like you've been waiting for a long time.
”Loren... Loren, where has he been?”
The little wizard didn't care about each other's address and the proud smile around her mouth. At a loss, she flashed a trace of worry in her eyes and subconsciously clenched her hands into fists.
After learning from Lucian that Loren and the boy named Asriel were missing at the same time, she had a bad hunch, and instinctively felt that the girl in front of her must know the answer, so she ran over without saying a word and didn't even call.
”Are you asking me, or do you already know the answer?”
Ariel smiled and opened her mouth with an undisguised cunning and playful crooked head.
”So... He really attacked the caravan...”
Thinking of the words that the other party deliberately avoided when he asked Charles, the little wizard looked a little pale, frowned and speechless: ”he, Loren... How can he...”
”Well, what's wrong?” Ariel asked with a smile, ”do you have anything to blame for such a man who is worthy of trust, protecting the safety and power of the Turin family at the cost of life and personal honor and disgrace?”
”But Charlotte, she...”
”Charlotte Turin needs to understand that her will can never be above Loren.”
Smiling, she went to the shocked little wizard. The petite Ariel, with her bare feet, gently lay on ayin's shoulder, and the quiet voice touched the pink earlobe:
”Dear Ayn, don't you understand... This woman, she is your real threat and enemy!”
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”Boom --!!”
When the golden red fire and loud noise came from the forest from afar, the whole camp looked frightened.
The caravan servants who woke up from their dreams covered their mouths one by one with panic. The bright camp was full of noise, panic, running and collision, and bustling voices.
”Quiet --!”
The roar of the female Knight suddenly rang out and echoed over the camp!
With a sudden change of complexion, shirrell leitlanch pulled out his hands behind his back, raised his sword above his head, and burst out again:
”Silver blood! Array, guard --!”
The moment is a dead silence.
The next second, the wandering Knights of silver blood got up one after another, pulled out their weapons and were on full alert. They tacitly surrounded the camp according to their respective configurations and filled the crossbows and arrows with bonfire.
Just two orders that were too simple to be simpler. In just two or three minutes, the whole camp was ready and the atmosphere was solemn. Even the flustered servants of the chamber of commerce took out their weapons and organized behind the wandering knights.
Although these people are only servants of the chamber of Commerce, the caravans running around are more or less equipped with weapons for self-defense, especially bows, arrows and crossbows. Close combat may not be realistic, but it can turn any gangster and beast who dare to approach into a hedgehog.
Looking at the gradually dispersed fire in the forest in the distance, the female Knight's face was as heavy as water.
How could Robin of ellemans, the knight who never smiles but has a delicate mind and superior strength, be in such a place
”Hey... It's really a group of excellent wandering knights.”
The boy beside the campfire looked exaggerated and ”exclaimed”, but he sighed again: ”but look at the location of the fire, I'm afraid the bones of the big brother Robin have been blown up? It's a pity. He's still a good man...”
”Dang --!”
A man's high sword fell face to face and fell into the soil less than ten centimeters in front of Asriel; The cut ends of his hair drifted away in the wind, and the corners of his mouth still hung a naive smile.