The poetry book in Doran's hand fell to the ground. He looked as if he had seen a ghost. His mouth was wide open and a look of horror appeared on his face. "How … How is this possible? You've clearly drunk that cup of tea. Where are my guards? Why aren't they here yet?!"
"Stop shouting, no one will come," the future Supreme Magister Your Honor saw the handprint on Lolo's neck and his eyes turned cold.
"No, impossible. There are masters in this manor that I hired with a lot of money. With them around, you can't hurt us," Doran shouted as he took a step back. Dolan shouted as he backed away. He was like a little boy who had his favorite toy taken away, screaming hysterically.
"It's over. I've killed all your men. There are only the three of us left. "
"I don't believe you. Don't try to lie to me. How could you kill so many people in such a short time? You must be bluffing. You're already at your limit, aren't you? " Doran seemed to believe Lin Li's words. Hope reignited in his eyes like a drowning man grasping at the last straw. "Yes, that must be it. You're trying to trick me to bring Eluria out of here and separate us!"
"If that's the case, what are you waiting for? Why aren't you attacking me?" Rob asked calmly.
Doran had already reached for the other sword on the wall behind him. His left hand gripped the hilt of the sword, but it was trembling violently. After a long while, he still could not pull the sword out. In the end, he let go of his hand and knelt on the ground, tearing off his clothes and wailing. "Why, why are you all bullying me? You've already taken Eluria away once, and now you want to take her away again. I'm no longer afraid of you. I'm so rich and I love her so much. What right do you have to compete with me? Only me! Only I can bring her happiness!!! "
The future Supreme Magister Your Honor unsheathed Starfall from his waist and walked towards the man. The latter was trembling in fear and curled up like a homeless stray dog. Rob looked at Lolo, who had a complicated expression on her face. She finally shook her head and said, "Forget it. I'm indebted to him. I was only able to escape from home because of his help. No matter why he taught me swordsmanship, he can be considered as half a teacher to me. Today, he told me a lot about my mother. Let's call it even. Let's go."
Luo Bu nodded. He recalled Starfall and held the girl's hand. Without looking back, the two of them walked out of the study. In the end, only Doran's dazed figure was left in the empty manor. He stared at the figure in the oil painting in a daze, tears dripping into the brazier by his feet.
The future Supreme Magister Your Honor found a sturdy carriage near the stable. Doran's body was too weak to leave the small building, so this carriage was probably the old butler's. The two left in the carriage. Lolo was still a little worried. "Are you really alright? How did you find out that the tea was poisoned?"
"No. Mithril is the ultimate weapon against magicians. It has no smell or smell, so it's almost impossible to find out if it's mixed in food. The sixth president of the Magic Association, Supreme Magister Pollock, died from this poison. Until now, no one knows who the culprit is. Fortunately, it's extremely difficult to extract. Only one gram of Mithril can be obtained from a thousand kilograms of it. If you use it wisely, you can make tens of thousands of anti-magic equipment."
"Eh, then why are you alright?"
"In the past, I couldn't do anything to Mithril. But now that I've mastered mimicry magic, I immediately converted some of my mana into holy energy and wrapped it around the thing. The toxicity of Mithril isn't that strong. Strictly speaking, it can't even be considered a poison. It's just that it's deadly to magicians. It took me a little time to purify it, and then I took care of the guards in the manor. That's why I'm late."
Lolo let out a sigh of relief. "Mimicry magic. Can I learn it too?"
"Of course. There's no requirement for it. Even those with low elemental affinity can master it as long as they practice diligently." The future Supreme Magister Your Honor raised an eyebrow. The most difficult part of mimicry magic was the research process. Once the rules were found, it wasn't difficult to use it.
Along the way, the girl repeated the entire conversation between her and Dolan to Luo Bu. Luo Bu didn't say a word after listening to her.
"What are you thinking about?" Lolo asked.
"Well, I'm thinking that Doran might be hiding something from you."
"What is it?"
"He helped you escape from home. According to him, it was because your mother wrote him a letter to take care of you. Whether there is such a letter or not is another matter. Assuming that he didn't lie about this matter completely, don't you think it's a little strange? Your mother has already passed away for so many years, your father has also disappeared, and the Bretton family has fallen into the control of the Divine Hall. He hasn't done anything for such a long time. Why did he suddenly appear before you three years ago? Why did he insist that you go to the south to find Saint Roland's Brotherhood Academy of Magic and become a magician? "
It wasn't that Lolo hadn't thought about these questions before. However, everything Doran said in the study shocked her. Before she could fully digest the information, the situation suddenly changed. Then, Rob appeared and saved her.
Luo Luo had never thought of using a more forceful method to force Doran to reveal everything he knew. No matter what, Doran had helped her before. Even when Doran had strangled her, she did not feel much hatred for the man in front of her.
He was a pitiful and pathetic person.
He had been living in an illusion that had never happened, using money to fill the hole in his heart, trying to cover up his inferiority complex and cowardice. However, when all of this was shattered, he became the loser he was 19 years ago. Tonight, he did not even have the courage to pull out his sword. He thought that he would love the woman named Eluria for the rest of his life, but in fact, he only loved the self-pitying version of himself that he used to love.
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