——Add to update, please give me a monthly ticket~

………………………………………………………………………………

"Ah?" Carlyliana didn't understand what it meant for a moment, her eyes were full of doubts.

Lucien continued to say seriously: "But we are more suitable for being friends."

"Is that?" Carlylena's expression was a little dull, her face changed continuously, and finally she said with a little sadness, "I'm really sorry, I'm upset you, Mr. Peter."

There seemed to be a crystal clear light at the corner of her eyes, and her sad and sad appearance could touch most men, but Lucien just smiled gently and said, "I am very moved by your kindness to me, but you are not the type I like, so I can only refuse apologetically."

The dance set gradually came to an end. Carlylena lowered her head, and two pearl-like tears fell on the carpet in a wonderful arc.

She said in a clogged voice: "I know I am just a widow and I am not worthy of a promising knight like Mr. Peter. No matter what, I just want to express my feelings. You have given me an unforgettable touch for a lifetime. Thank you for dancing this opening dance with me. Welcome to visit Ural City in the future."

The music stopped and Carlylena turned and left.

She kept burying her head and did not let others see her expression, which made Bauer Shaq and others who were paying close attention to the movements here glar at Lucien, and left their dance partners to comfort Carlylana. Unfortunately, they were one step slower. Carlylana had entered the women's makeup and dressing room specially opened in the corner of the first floor, and locked the door.

"Hmph." Ball Shack stared at Lucien, not knowing whether to be happy or angry, but in short, it smelled sour. The sweetheart he was trying to pursue was rejected by him without any cherishment.

However, due to Lucien's knight strength, neither Ballshaq nor others dared to demand a duel on the spot. Although they were impulsive young people, they did not mean that they would foolishly seek death. This made Lucien happy.

In the makeup and dressing room, Carlylena raised her head, her pretty face was filled with a strong anger, her white and neat teeth clattered, and she said hatefully: "I am a good person? I am only suitable to be friends? I am very moved to my kindness? Damn guy, do you think I like you! When the matter is over, I must let you know what regret means!"

…………

In the underground cell behind the manor, Miaka, who turned into a winter bear, woke up moaning and saw her companion Niac next to her.

"Huh, you're finally alive." Niac put away a small box containing a lot of potions.

Miaka asked a little confusedly, "Why am I here?"

"Miaka, what were you doing before? I told you to pretend to fail, not to let you commit suicide! Even if he is a formal knight, you have transformed into a Winter Bear with the strength of a knight. How could he be cut into this by his sword?" Niac asked completely incomprehensible. At that time, he stayed for a full minute and felt that an absurd comedy was staged in front of him.

Miyaka stretched out his hand and touched his head with difficulty: "He seems to be a knight in terms of speed and agility. When he slashed with one sword, I had no way to avoid it. I could only rely on the fur to resist, and then fainted, not knowing what happened later. Isn't Winter Bear's defense quite strong? Can't he block the attack of the second-level knight?"

"It seems that his sword is at least a second-level high-level magical sword. We completely underestimated his strength. I have to report to Mr. Niak only realized that the serious intelligence error almost turned a tragedy in a hero saving beauty.

…………

After re-putting, Carlylena ignited the dance with a passionate and charming smile, but every time she saw Lucien, she just nodded lightly and said nothing, as if her previous "confession" was all hallucinations.

This made Lucien breathe a little relieved. He was just a "liar" passing by. He had no hope of getting rich or having sex here at all. He also hoped that they could change their goals.

When the ball ended, Carlylena arranged for guests to stay in the rooms on several floors above the main house, and prepared to wait until tomorrow morning to send them back to town.

After buttoning up his night dress, Lucien went to the small living room next to him to look for the "steward" Leo who was waiting here, but unexpectedly found that he was missing!

Looking around, there was no gain. When Lucien was about to search with mental field induction, Leo flashed out from behind a decorative pillar in the corner: "Master, is the dance over?"

His wrinkled face was slightly distorted, as if he was forcibly enduring something, and at the same time he was filled with fear that he could not detect.

"Leo, what's wrong with you?" Lucien asked in a low whisper when he saw the butler waiting in the small living room, and the servants followed their master to the guest room, which was empty.

Leo signaled Lucien with his eyes: "Master, you look a little tired, why not go back to your room and have a breakfast."

"Okay." Lucien smiled and nodded in cooperation.

After arriving at the third floor guest room, locking the wooden door and carefully checking the room, Leo said with strong hatred: "Master, I met that big smuggler."

"The big smuggler who killed your quan's family?" Lucien pushed down his single-piece glasses.

Leo nodded vigorously: "Yes, it's him. When I was waiting for you in the small living room, I saw him and his new assistant come in. Because I was afraid that he would see through the disguise and ruin your crossing of the Shahran Empire, I quietly hid in the corner. Then he left his assistant and went to the hall to attend the dance party by himself."

"What's his name?" Lucien asked guessingly.

Leo's voice was very low, as if he was worried that he could not control his emotions, saying, "He changed his name, and I heard the butlers and servants of other nobles in the small living room call him 'Mr. Ivanovsky'."

"It's him." Lucien gently said that the non-noble people Carlylena knew were either scammers or big smugglers, which meant that she had most of the problems. She was probably not the image of a widow who was simply greedy and vain. Moreover, Sergey was probably Ivanovsky's subordinate.

But in this way, Lucien had a lot of doubts. Since he was working with the big smuggler, why would Carlylana throw herself into her arms? What is there in her own way that she deserves to do?

Although the sword "Frost" is worth more than 20,000 gold, worth the wealth of an ordinary baron, and is enough for most fraudsters and barons to be jealous, Carlylena inherits the inheritance of Baron Lotnikov, who owns many estates and three mines, worth hundreds of thousands of Shahran gold coins, which is enough to compete with a wealthy viscount. The annuity she gets from the manor and mine every year is seven or eight thousand gold coins, and a frost sword in two or three years.

Moreover, she was also the niece of the second wife of Earl Wit, the lord of Ural State, known for her ore, blacksmith and weapons. There was no need to sell her beauty to herself in order to seize a fourth-level sword.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Carlylena is the kind of person who is greedy for wealth and does not cherish her body, but the possibility is very small.

Seeing that Lucien didn't speak, Leo whispered: "Master, don't worry, I won't lose my mind. I understand that you are facing huge risks when traveling through the Shahland Empire. Since I have signed a contract, I will not make any moves that will make you in danger, and you have saved my life. One day, I will crush his neck with my own hands."

"Leo, I'm very relieved about your character. But since I've met it, I'm worried about anything. Tell me about him." Lucien nodded with satisfaction. Although he admired Leo's character, this is the Shahran Empire and it is impossible to take the risk of avenging him.

This kind of big smuggler must be protected by powerful forces. Whether he recruited a lot of money or sent by the bosses behind him, there will definitely be no shortage of formal professionals. If you want to kill him, you will not be able to kill him unless you have to open up all your firepower and prepare to set up a trap in advance, but this will easily reveal the identity of the magician.

Being chased by the night watchmen of the Northern Church will not be better than the Southern Church!

Leo's expression became very complicated, with sadness and remembrance: "When I met Ivanovsky, he was already a famous smuggler from the exile in the east to the Shahland Empire. Behind it is said that there was a great noble of the empire and two of the nine city lords from the exile in the east. At the same time, he also had contact with the secluded ancient magicians, responsible for selling magic potions and alchemy items made for them, and had a wide connection with the nobles below the earl."

"He has several good magic items on him, and has been protected by mid-level magicians or great knights for a long time, accounting for 20% of the smuggling share of the Shahland Empire. After I followed him, I made a lot of contributions in the smuggling process of Briana's top tobacco, nightingale schema and other goods. I protected him once and helped him open up the smuggling channels to the southwest of the empire, and got him rewarded the potion and stimulated his bloodline power."

"Later, he planned to disguise robbers and loot the village, and then sell all the people in the village to an ancient legacy magician for experimental materials. I couldn't watch it, and secretly notified the church, causing his plan to fail, and lost a lot of subordinates and property. He seemed to have to change his name and change his identity. I thought I was doing this very secretly, but he still found it and found them before I transferred my family, so..."

Lucien pinched his chin: "The great nobleman behind Mr. Ivanovsky is very strong." After confirming that Ivanovsky must have a middle-level professional, Lucien became more and more alert and decided to leave Ural City as soon as possible.

After asking about a lot of things from Leo, Lucien did not sleep. While blowing out the candle, Leo went to the room to rest. He sat quietly in the corner of the sofa, while mapping the spells and constructing graphics, continuing the creation of the four-ring magic "Professor's Infrasound Resonance", while looking at the silver and cold moonlight sprinkled outside the window.

It seems to be a little dangerous here, so it is better to wait carefully for dawn.

"Whenever I see the moonlight, I think of me..." Lucien suddenly laughed. He was really a bad thing.

Doudongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong

"Who?" Lucien asked calmly and alertly.

There was a familiar and kind voice outside: "Mr. Peter, it's me, Ivanovsky. I want to discuss something with you." (To be continued. Please search for Piaotianyi, the novel is better and faster!)
Chapter completed!