"... Lord Loren Turin, do you know what you''re talking about?"
The narrow eyed Ernst''s pupils were killing, and his slow tone almost bit every word, like a sword hidden in a scabbard:
"Repeat it again and I''ll kill you."
Loren said without hesitation, "tell your highness connord that if you don''t forgive him, I will..."
"Dang --!"
A silver flash flashed under the dim light of the fire. The old jailer standing behind had just grown up. The cold and piercing long sword had been put on the throat of the black haired wizard, and the light coolness penetrated into the collar.
The tip of the blade had pierced the skin of his neck, no more, no less.
"Tell your highness connord that I won''t leave here if I don''t forgive him." Loren looked calm, and there was no trembling of fear on his cheeks.
Long silence
The middle-aged Knight didn''t open his mouth or withdraw his hand. He passed through the iron fence and put the sword edge on Lauren''s throat. The old jailer standing behind him clung to the lamp like a sword and was ready to rush up at any time.
"You dare not kill me."
A trace of disdain flashed from the corners of the dark haired wizard''s eyes, deliberately imitating Ernst''s tone and said, "and... I know what I''m talking about."
"If I''m wrong... The sword is in your hand, you can try it."
The atmosphere in the dungeon became more and more tense - only the old jailer could stop Ernst, but the old jailer had no time to stop Lauren Turin before he was pierced in the throat by a sword, and the descendants of the Turin family seemed very sure that Ernst dared not touch him.
Where did he get the courage?!
Damn it, damn it, damn it... The young man behind the wall is getting more and more confused. He must do something to ease the atmosphere or break the silence. He must do something to make Ernst put away his sword!
This is not to save the bastard next door, but because he is the only straw he can hold in his hand and the hope of his last life.
When the messengers to El mans come back, his highness connord will not want to hang himself for the second time!
"If you think that the identity of the descendants of the Turin family can make you rampant in the fortress of duanjie mountain, you are really wrong."
Ernst opened his mouth coldly, and his right hand holding the sword didn''t even tremble: "the respect for Roland Turin, the ''black Duke'', is only a ''respect''. Now the broken boundary mountain is not a hundred years ago - even in that year, the black Duke didn''t let the Turin family get any privilege here."
"Don''t let your arrogance tarnish your surname, Lord Loren Turin."
Facing the warning of the middle-aged knight, the black haired wizard could not even see the slightest expression on his face. He just stared at him faintly, revealing some contempt in his silence.
This time Ernst''s face was really blue.
The young man behind the wall tightened his heartstrings, clutching the right hand of the wine pot, and even kept sweating - the opportunity was only for a moment. If Ernst couldn''t hit his head while stabbing his long sword, he would be dead.
Young people really don''t want to do this, because the end must give his highness connord more reasons to kill himself, and his future in duanjieshan fortress and Legion is completely over; But if there''s a glimmer, a little chance of survival
He''s not going to give up!
"For the sake of his highness Brandon and the black Duke, I''ll give you another choice."
Under the back of the fire, Ernst''s expression was completely hidden in the shadow:
"Loren Turin... Are you leaving or going to hell?"
Promise him to get out of here! The young man shouted desperately from the bottom of his heart - damn it, for the sake of the Holy Cross, will you forget me first?! It''s important that you get out alive!
If you die here because you say love for me, don''t I also die?!
At that moment, an imperceptible smile flashed across the corners of Loren''s mouth and gently said:
"Tell your highness connord that I won''t leave here unless I forgive him."
The suffocating silence is as long as the end of time
The young man gently put down the wine pot in his hand, even showed a smile on his frustrated and desperate face, and began to slowly recall that he had a fairly smooth life. In fact, he didn''t find so many happy things, and even dreamed of being promoted step by step and becoming the head of an army corps one day
He is now convinced of only two things - first, the guy named Loren Turin is dead.
Second, I''m dead.
Ernst stared at the dark haired wizard''s face, did not withdraw his sword, but did not stab him in the throat.
"Why not let the crown prince Conrad de sallion decide this matter." Loren gently raised his eyebrows:
"I know why he let his highness Brandon come to duanjie mountain, and now I have a very key intelligence!"
The silent middle-aged Knight flicked his wrist, and the cold blade patted the black haired wizard on the chin:
"... you''ll regret it."
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Ernst didn''t lie to him.
Ten minutes later, Loren and the young man behind the wall were thrown into a place more like an interrogation room than a dungeon by the rough Legion soldiers. The cold iron chain locked them firmly on the leaking masonry wall.
Until this time, Loren really saw what the "illegitimate son of the Welz family" looked like.
Dark blue and short hair, silver gray eyes, white skin color, plus... Too young face and thin body.
The other party''s chin height made Lauren completely overturn his previous judgment - this guy is at most 12 years old!
"What are your eyes?"
Vaguely aware of the "strange" expression of the black haired wizard in front of him, ruthen, the illegitimate son of the vilz family and the youngest flag leader of the Empire, raised his eyebrows with displeasure:
"Are you so surprised to see what I look like?"
"I have to admit, it''s a little shocked." the undeniable black haired wizard shrugged his shoulders: "by the way, I''m curious... How did you become the leader of the flag?"
"What do you think? Just because I''m young, it must be the family trust relationship that took the back door of the Legion? Or did you let Connor de sallion take the back door because you think he likes playing in the back?"
Lucian''s handsome face showed an almost unreasonable expression and rolled his eyes.
The only problem is that this expression appears on a young man''s face. It''s too ghost animal.
“……”
"This is the fortress of duanjie mountain, where the most elite legion of the empire is stationed - everything depends on the strength and level; as long as you can make 300 recruits and veterans listen to you wholeheartedly, as long as you can put down the fools who dare to challenge you 10000 times, who cares who you are and how old you are!"
"Even if you''re a woman, they can treat you like a man! Er... First of all, you''re not a ''play behind''? I don''t mind making friends with you, but... You know!"
Good... To overturn the second conclusion, this guy is not an "over precocious young man", but a simple bad character.
Lauren, who had been silent for a long time, smiled slightly:
"... great, great."
"I know I''m great... Damn it, is that the point now?!"
Lucian, who had just raised his head, immediately roared excitedly - although his roaring appearance was no more lethal than the little wizard:
"Tell me, how did you know deputy commander Ernst didn''t dare to kill you?!"
Stunned for a moment, the black haired wizard smiled:
"I don''t know."
"Don''t you know?!" Lucian''s expression fully explained what is incredible: "then you dare to contradict him to his face. Don''t you die?!"
"Wait... That''s not quite right. It should be ''I''m 50% sure'' Ernst won''t kill me." Lauren smiled and shrugged. "In addition, I''m sure I can at least avoid the first sword."
"What if he kills you?!"
"This is a gamble. If you win, you will lose; it happens that I won this time, that''s all." Luo ethics naturally said, "but even if he chooses to kill me, it doesn''t mean he won - I still have backup means, although there will be... Very bad results."
The head of the youth flag stared at the black haired wizard in shock, and his dry lips trembled for a long time before he slowly opened his mouth:
"So... You risked your life to get me out?"
"It''s not without cost." Lauren calmly raised his mouth: "you have to find the way to niederhogg for me, or we''ll both die."
Lucian''s throat twitched for a moment, and slowly but decisively raised his head. His silver gray eyes looked at Loren Turin very solemnly:
"Whatever the end, I owe you my life, Lord Loren Turin."
"Well... If I were you, I wouldn''t say that."
"What?"
"I just put forward an alternative, remember?"
"Yes, what''s the matter?"
"Well, nothing - put the blame on you and tell Ernst I was coerced or something. In fact, I didn''t think about it."
“……”