Chapter 871 (2/2)
”An active voice, a passive voice.” Lauren smiled. ”Of course, they are the voice of the general future tense.”
”Really?” Meade snorted, and the long knife in his hand gently forced, ”but I can kill you now, so I don't have to think about active and passive.”
Lauren raised his eyebrows and smiled more happily: ”yes, but you only have time to stab a knife - maybe there is a small switch on this alchemy bomb that can turn smoke into flame, and we will really die together.”
”Aren't you not so loyal?”
”...” Loren Turin.
”I think there should be a third option,” Meade said abruptly.
”The third?”
”Yes, it's the choice to turn enemies into friends.” the Azores Genie smiled gently: ”Your Excellency Edward, you are really capable. How can an excellent warrior like you yield to a small bodyguard? In our Azores Kingdom, real warriors can stand side by side with the eagle king...”
”Wait a minute!” Lauren interrupted him with a strange expression:
”You want to win me over?”
”No, it's to help you get what really belongs to you.” Meade solemnly said, ”of course, you can understand that, but what I said is true.
I'm afraid you've noticed. Yes, I arrived in Saxony early and learned a lot about the Empire - but if you're willing to give in to my deputy, everything will be more smooth!
If everything goes well, you will get far more than the emperor can give; if you fail, you can also put all the blame on me and exchange my head for the emperor's trust in you. How about? ”
The dark haired wizard pondered for a moment... Although he didn't say anything, Meade believed he had persuaded him.
Sure enough, warriors who fight swords for a living are always arrogant and ambitious
”I think we have a fourth choice,” Lauren's voice suddenly interrupted Meade's meditation.
”Please!”
”I think how can an excellent warrior like you, Mr. Meade, succumb to a small fog moon court? In our sakran Empire, real warriors can serve the Dragon King family under the sky palace...”
Loren, with a narrow face, repeated what the Azores had just said.
Even if Meade's temper was no matter how good, it was hard to avoid cold in his heart. The sharp blade in his hand almost didn't control its strength and ran through Loren's throat
”You! Very well... Almost won your challenge, Sir Edward.”
However, when he looked up, he found that Loren's expression was frozen.
”Jingle --!”
A light sound broke the assassin's silence.
The stunned Meade lowered his head and saw that Loren's hands were empty and the small metal ball fell to the ground.
At this time, he remembered that when he just shook, he seemed to inadvertently ”touch” the arm of the black haired wizard.
I see, Edward... He has lost the chip to threaten me, so I can
Before midell could laugh, he saw that the metal ball on the ground suddenly began to vibrate and hum.
Midell raised his eyebrows and looked confused; But Loren vaguely remembered what Lucian had said.
”... why is it called an 'alchemy bomb', because it is extremely unstable! It can explode not only when lit, but also when thrown out; even if it is too late to throw, it wants to die with the enemy and explode like breaking it!”
”This thing, it shouldn't...”
Meade, who frowned slightly, raised his head and just wanted to ask Lauren a few questions, but found that his eyes were empty; When I looked back, I just saw the back of the black haired wizard jumping out of the window
The next second, Meade only felt a violent heat wave coming towards him with terrible wind pressure!
………………………………
”My hand slipped?”
Luca's expression was inexplicable... What's the answer.
”Believe it or not, this is the truth.” Meade replied with a bitter smile and sighed gently: ”in the Azores Kingdom, my hometown, the magic and alchemy of wizards are still very new things, so it is inevitable to arouse some curiosity.”
”The explosion and smoke just now were caused by my experiment error and hand slip - if you are disturbed, please accept my sincere apology.”
”I see. I'll let you know later.” Luca nodded and whispered word by word, ”so... There are no assassins. It's just your mistake in experiment that led to the explosion just now.”
”Yes, that's it.” with a slight nod, Meade calmly looked at Luca:
”My hand just slipped.”
Luca nodded to show that I believed it.
Faith is the ghost.
He is a war dancer in the morning star forest and has seen how herbs are made; He also dealt with small wizards in the ogre war and knew a little about alchemy.
But Luca deliberately didn't say it.
”Since there are no assassins or foreigners who mingle in the settlement, the blockade is not necessary.” Luca nodded, pondered for a moment and made a decision: ”but I will still leave some war dancers just in case.
In addition, because of the movement here, the whole fog moon court was disturbed, and there are patrol guards everywhere outside... So if there is nothing special, please don't leave, so as not to cause misunderstanding. ”
”Naturally, your arrangement is very proper and cautious. I will stay honestly... Cough, cough...”
Nodding and feeling that he didn't need to stay any longer, Luca looked at the growing noise outside and chose to turn around and leave.
Just as he was about to leave, the Azores suddenly shouted to him.
”Your Excellency Luca, you are the former war dancer leader of Morningstar forest settlement. Morningstar forest should be the only settlement that has dealt with the Empire.”
Looking up, Meade calmly looked at his back: ”excuse me... Do you know an imperial man named 'Edward'?”
”Edward?”
Stunned for a moment, Luca turned his head and looked inexplicably: ”what's the matter?”
The face of the middle-aged elf was too natural to be more natural.
”Oh, nothing.” after confirming Luca's expression, Meade smiled as if relieved. ”Just curious. Just ask.”
Then he raised his head again, straightened his upper body to Luca's face and bowed:
”Everyone, the war dancers in the morning star forest are indeed the most warrior like cell family in the whole ancient wood forest, which has the blood origin of our Azores elves.”
At this moment, the Azores seemed to get the answer and breathed a long sigh of relief.