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"What?" Carleena did not understand what Lucien meant. Her eyes were filled with confusion.
Lucien continued solemnly, "But we're more suitable to be friends."
"Really?" Carleena's face was a bit dull. Her facial expression kept changing, and in the end, she said sadly, "I'm sorry to have troubled you, Mr. Peter."
However, Lucien just smiled gently, "I'm very touched by your kindness, but you're not my type. I'm sorry, but I have to turn you down." Lucien smiled gently, "I'm very touched by your kindness, but you're not my type. I can only say no."
As the dance came to an end, Carleena lowered her head. Two pearl-like tears fell on the carpet in a beautiful arc.
She said in a choked voice, "I know I'm just a widow, and I don't deserve a Knight like you, Mr. Peter. Anyway, I just want to show you how I feel about you. You have touched me the most. Thank you for dancing with me. You are always welcome to come to Ural. "
The music stopped, and Carleena suddenly turned around and left.
She kept her head down so that no one could see her facial expression. Seeing this, Borshak and the other people who were paying close attention to them all glared at Lucien. They all left their partners and wanted to comfort Carleena. However, they were too late. Carleena had already entered the ladies' dressing room on the first floor and locked the door.
"Humph." Borshak stared at Lucien. He did not know whether he should be happy or angry. He felt a bit jealous. He had tried so hard to get the girl he loved, but she was rejected by Lucien.
However, because of Lucien's power as a Knight, Borshak and the other people did not dare to challenge him to a duel. Although they were impulsive young men, they were not stupid enough to seek their own deaths. Lucien was glad that he did not have to do anything.
In the dressing room, Carleena raised her head. Her pretty face was filled with anger. She gritted her teeth and said angrily, "I'm a good person? You think I'm a good person? I'm only suitable to be your friend? You are touched by my kindness? Damned guy, do you think I'm interested in you?! When this is over, I will definitely let you know what regret is! "
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In the underground prison behind the manor, Miaka, who had turned into a winter bear, woke up with a groan. He saw his companion, Niak, beside him.
"Phew, you're finally alive." Nyak put away a small box filled with potions.
"Why am I here?" Miyaka asked in confusion.
"Miaka, what were you doing before? I asked you to pretend to fail, not to kill yourself! Even if he is an official Knight, you transformed into a Winter Bear with the strength of a Knight. How could he cut you like this? " Nyack asked, completely confused. He stood there for a full minute, feeling like he was watching a comedy of absurdity.
Miaka scratched his head and said, "He seemed to be a Knight in terms of speed and agility. When he attacked me, I couldn't dodge at all. I could only block it with my fur. Then I fainted and didn't know what happened next. Wasn't the defense of the Winter Bear quite strong? Shouldn't it be able to block the attack of a level two Knight? "
"It seems that his sword is at least a level two high-rank magic sword. We completely underestimated his power. I have to report this to Mr. Evans. "Niak realized that he had made a serious mistake in the intelligence report, which almost turned the scene into a tragedy.
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Carleena, who had put on makeup again, showed a warm and charming smile, which ignited the mood of the party again. However, every time she saw Lucien, she just nodded slightly and did not say anything, as if the confession was just an illusion.
Lucien was a bit relieved. He was just a "liar" who was passing by, and he did not expect to make a fortune here. Lucien hoped that they would change their target.
When the party was over, Carleena arranged the guests to stay in the guest rooms several floors above the main house. She planned to send them back to the city tomorrow morning.
After putting on his suit, Lucien went to the small living room to look for Leo, who was waiting for him there. However, to his surprise, Leo was gone!
Looking around, Lucien did not find Leo. When he was about to use his spiritual power to search for Leo, Leo flashed out from behind a decorative pillar in the corner, "Master, is the party over?"
His wrinkled face was slightly twisted, as if he was trying to suppress something. At the same time, there was an unnoticeable fear on his face.
"Leo, what's wrong?" Lucien asked in a low voice. Seeing that the butler and the servants had all followed their master to the guest room, there was no one left in the small parlor.
Leo winked at Lucien, "Master, you look a bit tired. Why don't you go back to your room and have a rest?"
"Sure." Lucien smiled and nodded.
When they arrived at the guest room on the third floor, Leo locked the door and checked the room carefully. After that, he said to Lucien with great hatred, "Master, I ran into that big smuggler."
"The smuggler who killed your family?" Lucien adjusted his monocle.
Leo nodded hard, "Yes, that's him. When I was waiting for you in the small living room, I saw him coming in with his new assistant. I was afraid that he would see through my disguise and ruin your plan to cross the Schachran Empire, so I hid in a corner. Then he left his assistant and went to the party in the hall. "
"What's his name?" Lucien guessed.
Leo lowered his voice, as if he was worried that he could not control his emotions, "He changed his name. I heard the other nobles call him 'Mr. Ivanovszki'."
"It's him." Lucien nodded slightly. The non-nobles that Carleena knew were either swindlers or big smugglers, which meant that there was something wrong with Carleena herself. Also, Sergei was probably working for Ivanovszki.
However, Lucien had a lot of questions. Since Carleena was working with a big smuggler, why would she throw herself at him? What did he have that was worth it?
Although Frost was worth more than 20,000 gold coins, which was equal to the wealth of an ordinary baron, most swindlers and barons would be jealous of it, Carleena inherited the inheritance of Baron Donnikov, who owned many manors and three mines. Therefore, Frost was worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins, which was equal to the wealth of a viscount. Carleena earned about 7,000 gold coins from the manors and mines every year, which meant that she could get a Frost every two or three years.
Also, she was the niece of Count Witte, the Lord of Ural, who was famous for his ores, blacksmiths and weapons. There was no reason for her to sell her body to Lucien for a level 4 sword.
Of course, Lucien did not rule out the possibility that Carleena was greedy for wealth and did not cherish her body at all.
Seeing that Lucien did not say anything, Leo said in a low voice, "My lord, don't worry. I won't lose my mind. I know that you're taking great risks when you travel through the Schachran Empire. Since we've signed the contract, I won't do anything that would put you in danger. Also, you saved my life. One day, I'll break his neck with my own hands. "
"Leo, I'm not worried about your character. However, since we've met, I'm worried that we might be involved. Can you tell me more about him? " Lucien nodded in satisfaction. Although he liked Leo's character, he could not take the risk to avenge him in the Schachran Empire.
A big smuggler like Lucien must be protected by a powerful force. No matter if it was Lucien or the big bosses behind him, there must be a lot of formal professionals. If Lucien wanted to kill Lucien, he would have to set up a trap in advance. However, if he did that, his identity as a sorcerer would be exposed.
Being hunted by the night watchers of the North Church would not be any better than being hunted by the South Church!
Leo's expression became very complicated. His eyes were filled with sadness and nostalgia, "When I met Ivanovszki, he was already a famous smuggler from the East Haven to the Schachran Empire. It was said that he had the support of a big noble and two of the nine mayors of the East Haven. At the same time, he was also in contact with the ancient sorcerers living in seclusion. He was responsible for selling the magic potions and alchemy items for them. He had so many connections that he could ignore the nobles below the rank of Count.
"He had a few good magic items with him. He was protected by middle-rank sorcerers and grand Knight all the time. Twenty percent of the smugglers in the Schachran Empire were smugglers. After I followed him, I made a lot of contributions in the smuggling of top-grade tobacco, nightingale yarn and other goods in Brianne. I protected him once and helped him to open up the smuggling channel to the southwest of the empire. I was rewarded by him with a potion and activated my Blessing power. "
"Later, he planned to rob a village disguised as a bandit and sell all the people in the village to the ancient sorcerers as experiment materials. I couldn't do anything about it, so I secretly informed the Church. Ivanovszki's plan failed, and he lost a lot of money and men. It seemed that he had to change his name and identity. I thought I did it very secretly, but he still found out. Before I moved my family to another place, he found them. So … "
Lucien rubbed his chin, "Mr. Ivanovszki must have a very powerful family behind him, to be able to escape from the Church's pursuit." After confirming that Ivanovszki had a middle-rank professional with him, Lucien became more vigilant and decided to leave Ural City as soon as possible.
After getting more information from Leo, Lucien did not go to bed. He blew out the candle and asked Leo to go to his room. Sitting in the corner of the sofa, he continued to work on the fourth-circle spell, Professor's Infrasound Resonance, while looking at the silver moonlight outside the window.
It seemed to be a bit dangerous here, so Lucien decided to wait until dawn.
"Every time I see the moonlight, I think of myself …" Lucien thought of the past and chuckled.
Knock, knock, knock. Someone knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" Lucien asked calmly and vigilantly.
It was a familiar voice, "Mr. Peter, it's me, Ivanovszki. There's something I want to talk to you about. " If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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