"Yo! How is this possible? My dearest boss, you must have misheard the breakfast! "
The moment Yiwen Ian finished speaking, Crael's expression had undergone a 180-degree change.
In Adal's shocked gaze, Crael changed his previous fatigue and quickly walked towards the door, smiling brighter than fireworks: "Welcome, boss, what wind has blown you?"
But it was not until then that Adael realized-
The boss? Is Yiwen Ian?!
For this young hero who is as famous as the "Black Wall Ice Boar" of the Direwolf family in the new generation of the empire, few people from the outside can see his real person with their own eyes, and even fewer of them can meet him in private outside public places.
Although Adal boasted that he could defeat the only heir of the Silver Rose family in a one-on-one duel in the fox hunting meeting a few days ago, in fact, he has never seen Yiwen Ian himself, who has been devoted to magic cultivation for several years.
Therefore, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly and looked at the person in the yard - the group of people.
The sun shone slanted and the breeze blew. In front of the grass slope, the man in black robe held the door frame and jumped gently from the dark carriage.
The usual smiling mask was on his face. The man was calm and naturally sorted out the alchemy gloves on his hands.
At this time, Crael also came up and said a few words to the other party. He didn't know what the other party replied. A very simple and joyful smile appeared on Crael's side face - the purity of the smile made Adair a little jealous.
A gust of wind blew, and willow catkins flew. In the rolling black clothes and white robe, the white-haired maid stood quietly and gently stretched out the white parasol in her hand to block the remaining flowers and flew in the wind, covering the scorching sunlight on her head for the man in black robe.
"Hmph... the guy pretending to be a ghost." Adair couldn't help but subconsciously grinding his teeth.
This is Adair's perspective, but in fact...
"Ahhhhhh! Boss! Have you finally decided to give me Miss Aofeta?!"
Crael rushed towards Yiwen Ian with a pig-like look. His obscene look made Yiwen Ian under the mask tickle and thrust, and subconsciously raised his legs, trying to kick the pervert in front of him away.
However, it seemed as if he felt murderous aura, Crael did not really pounce on him and stopped outside the attack range of Yiwen Ian.
"...I dare to give it away, do you dare to accept it?" Yiwen Ian raised his hand, tidied up his cuffs, and lit up the flame formation on the bright gloves. This thing was originally a power test done by Krell. Under Yiwen Ian's vast magic power, Crell is certainly clear about how terrible it can have.
But even so, Crael still did not give up: "Boss... Look, I am an old bachelor who is almost 30 years old, and I don't even have a wife. Miss Aofeta and I are both handsome and beautiful, and they are just as good as the age..."
However, the threat is not just from Yiwen Ian.
The girl standing behind Yiwen Ian raised her dark green pupils like a deep pool and looked at Krell quietly.
However, the wind in the yard was automatically unswerving. The girl of the immortal species took a step forward and opened the parasol. Under the cover of the umbrella, a short knife that was pulled out from nowhere. Before Krell could react, the cold blade emitting cold air had gently rubbed across the artery on the side of his neck.
Crael's smile froze on his face. Although it seemed interesting to joke about Aofeta's age, it would not be worth it if he had to pay the price of his life for it, so he instantly changed his target-
He looked at the girl who followed Yiwen Ian, with beautiful golden eyes and strange dark golden shiny hair: "Hmm?! Hum!? I think I have ever seen a child. Is it the new maid lady I gave to me?!"
Then the child raised his eyes and glanced at him indifferently.
"…" Krell was silent. Is labor and capital unable to keep up with the times? Why does a girl have such a terrible look on her face...
"Peng" Walking into the workshop, the white-haired maid skillfully closed the parasol in her hand, and the short blade in her hand disappeared at the same time, and I don't know where it was hidden.
"This is the assembly workshop of the Technical Department, and next door is the test workshop. What new equipment does the general new model army have? It will be officially equipped with the army after thousands of tests in this Technical Department." Yiwen Ian did not care about the interior of the workshop that was too familiar to him anymore. He turned his head and said something to Adesh on his side, introducing her to the situation here.
Princess Dragon nodded obediently.
But at this moment—
"...You are Yiwen Ian?" A voice with a rather arrogant tone sounded.
Yiwen Ian was a little surprised. He didn't expect that there was an outsider in the workshop.
This is not how tight the technical department guards are and how good the security work is, but it should be said that the opposite is true-
Because he was too unprepared, the Technical Department has always been away from the sight of the great figures of the Nanling and the Empire.
What's more, the technical department has been busy for so many years, and although there are many interesting small inventions that make people shine, I have never seen any real big news, let alone anything that can make those big guys restless.
So over time, there are not many people paying attention to the dirty and messy department of the Technology Department.
"This is my friend, Assalus Adair, the personal disciple of the master Arut, the master of the flame magician." Krel walked up and introduced to Yiwen's.
Yiwen Ian thought for a moment and nodded: "Well... I have heard that Chi Lian: Adale, your performance in the Cup of del Rey last year was very exciting. Thank you for your blessing, all the mages in Nanling were so proud that they were in front of those arrogant guys in the imperial capital."
"Thank you." Adale casually gave a mage ceremony to Ivan Ian. Although his current title is higher than Ivan Ian, his title order might have been approved by Ivan Ian, so facing the future Duke, he should give the ceremony first.
However, it can be seen that his mage ceremony was just a formality, and the meaning of contempt flowed out of his bones.
Adale, who was about the same height as Evan Ian, stood up and looked at Evan Ian with a somewhat arrogant look: "If you could take off your mask, you might sound more sincere."
"..." The maid behind Yiwen Ian moved slightly.
The other girl following him raised her head and looked up at Adal in a little surprised look.
Yiwen Ian was silent for a moment and slowly raised his hand: "Sorry, I was careless."
Then he took off his mask.
Ivan Ian looked at Adale and showed a sincere smile: "Sorry, Mr. Adale, because I am not used to showing off my true face, I forgot to take it off for a moment. I hope you don't mind it."
Adair was stunned. Through the secret communication at the fox hunting meeting, he had indeed seen Yiwen Ian's true face, so when the other party took off his mask, he could confirm that the other party was indeed himself.
But he just ran it casually and the other party took off the mask. This was too unprepared, right?
Is this really the Iven Ian who hasn't even got a portrait of him in nine years?
Ivan Ian's casualness made Adale feel embarrassed: "No... it's because I said something a little heavy..."
If Yiwen Ian insisted on not taking off his mask, then as a high-level mage at the beginning of the Truth, Adal certainly had reason to sarcastically, and even took it out to tell others that Yiwen Ian was completely feasible without knowing etiquette. However, Yiwen Ian so easily found a reason to step down, so those who didn't know etiquette would rashly accuse him of the lord.
Very embarrassed... very embarrassed.
Adair's face was a little hot, and he stared at Ivan Ian, always feeling that this man intended to humiliate him.
Yiwen Ian looked at Adale with a smile and chatted with him casually: "Is there anything wrong with Master Adale coming to find Crael today?"
Adair forced his tumultuous mood in his heart: "Yes, Mr. Jazz, I haven't seen Krell for a long time, so I came to talk to him."
Yiwen Ian nodded: "I understand, Master Adele, you and Crael's friendship with you, I have heard of him from Crael. Even if he has become a success, he will not forget the friendship of his old friends. However, it is time for the technical department to work. If Master Adele, you want to exchange feelings with Crael, please invite him in private."
Iwen Ian said this, in fact, a very polite order to expel guests.
Adair knew this very well. His best choice at this time was to be polite to Ewen Ian, "Ah, that's it. I'm abrupt, so I'll come back tonight" and then leave.
But Adele looked at the faint smile on Iven Ian's face, and a nameless anger suddenly burst into flames in his heart.
Crael did not explicitly say who was the one who persuaded him to give up his qualifications as a wizard of Fire, but don't think he didn't know!
It was this man who turned Crael's life around, and it was because of this man who ruined Crael's life in a mess!
The glory and achievements he deserves are destroyed because of this man's bewitching words!
"Sir Iven Ian! Actually, I made it clear! I'm here today to take Krell away!"
"Creel has missed too many things here! As his close friend, I can't continue to sit back and watch him live in such a way that his talents and life will be abandoned in vain!"
"So Sir Iven Ian! Please stop damaging my only friend! If it weren't for you, his current achievements would definitely be something you and I have to look up to see clearly! And because of your empty words, he wasted six years in vain! How terrible did you do to Krell, do you understand?"
"..." The smile on Yiwen Ian's face calmed down slightly-