Chapter 6, Agnès's Anger

It is evident that everything that just occurred was under the surveillance of others

However, a cold and somewhat irritated voice pushed him into the position of another protagonist

I wonder how Count Zodberg will react when he discovers that his long-awaited son is not much better than himself

It was only under such close friction that a surge of warmth quickly shot up to his lower abdomen. Although he was doing his utmost to prevent Agni from drawing the sword out, he could not help but feel himself on the verge of unsheathing it.

Agni, caught between the wall and him, kept struggling and twisting.

In an instant, Luo Lan had several thoughts racing through her mind

He had sworn countless times under the moonlight that, regardless of the cost, he would do everything in his power to break free from it all

Zod closed his eyes, and after a while, he opened them again and said: "Make a cut."

At that moment, he keenly sensed a hostile gaze directed at him, belonging to a young servant who had just emerged from the count's chamber

He secretly cursed the beast, then quickly turned his head away, no longer daring to look at the other person again

Rendit stood bewildered in Count Zod's room

Only after confirming that there were no other people around did Luo Lan cautiously lean against the corner of the wall. He took a deep breath, bent down, and looked down at an angle where the light could not reach.

His actions also resulted in a brief pause

His body involuntarily trembled slightly. Although that person had taught him all the skills and rules necessary to survive in this world, he was unwilling to be a tool that would forever hide in the darkness, used and controlled by others. He was determined to strive to break the unyielding shackles that bound him.

The well-trained Luo Lan was about to come to a halt like a conditioned reflex, but with a quick turn of his eyes, he pretended to lose control and leaned forward.

Before he could enjoy a moment of tenderness, Agni furrowed her brows, stepped back two paces in disgust, partially drew her sword, and indignantly asked, "What did you say to my father last night?"

He is indeed doing so

Luo Lan frowned, briefly scanning the other person's delicate appearance, and suddenly a nauseating thought rose in her mind

Isn't it just a bit of teasing

Overwhelmed with shame and anger, Agni suddenly felt a weight lift off her shoulders. Without a second thought, she drew her sword and lunged at the despicable person in front of her.

Could it be for his own marriage and hers? He instinctively glanced at Tuz, who shook his head in response.

Almost at the moment when the chest was cut open, the wound slowly began to heal back to its original state

Luo Lan narrowed her eyes slightly, stroking her chin as she brazenly gazed at the enchanting figure, secretly thinking that such an outstanding young woman would indeed be a fine choice if brought into her chamber

It was evident that Tuz was just putting on an act, and Luo Lan couldn't help but curse under her breath.

At this moment of entanglement, Luo Lan inadvertently caught a glimpse of a glimmer of light from the corner of his eye, and suddenly a chill surged up his spine

Luo Lan's greatest worry was that he could not reveal his martial skills. In such a critical situation, he quickly stepped forward and embraced Agni in his arms. The latter was clearly taken aback by his action, and in a moment of surprise, she found herself enveloped in his embrace. She immediately began to struggle violently, her strength surprisingly great, causing both of them to lose their balance and crash against the nearby wall.

On the following day, wisps of pale golden dawn appeared on the horizon, indicating that the remnants of the storm would not cease for some time to come

Count Zodberg's frail and ailing constitution grew increasingly burdensome as he approached death, with only one or two days each week spent in a state of wakefulness; it was usually during these moments that he did not appear to be a patient who had been bedridden intermittently for over a decade.

He suddenly realized that he greatly enjoyed hiding on the sidelines to watch others' performances, just as in his previous life he had relished watching others fight while surrounded by a crowd. This attitude of being indifferent yet gleeful at others' misfortunes did not vanish with his change of body; instead, it was magnified once again

That brutal, devilish training completely transformed him within just one year after his arrival.

Rendite, I want to talk to you privately

Agni let out a heavy snort and turned to walk towards the other end of the corridor

Agni let out a low gasp, clearly sensing something unusual

In fact, his act of exchanging identities with Rundit is quite risky

Discuss separately

Half-witted and brainless

Luo Lan skillfully applied a subtle force to firmly press down on this captivating and voluptuous body

Is it alone again

The count's door slowly opened

The earl continued to gaze intently at his son, who was seated and in a state of dementia, his eyes filled with deep suspicion. It was not because this son bore a striking resemblance to his elder brother, but rather because the person before him felt too familiar.

If it is a true Lendit, I wonder if it can be reconnected after being broken...

Luo Lan's spirit detached from contemplation, gazing at the deep and dark corridor behind the door. The oppressive feeling inevitably reminded him of the suffocating cave from four years ago, and before him once again emerged the tall figure cloaked in a mantle year-round.

Luo Lan curled his lips, unaware that this moment was an opportunity to showcase himself. However, in his capacity as Lendit, he had no choice but to make such a gesture that aligned with his disposition

In the castle of the Landiston family, much like the nearby Fei River, although it flows gently on the surface, it is actually filled with turbulent undercurrents.

Early in the morning, Tuz, who had been waiting in front of the Earl's door, gently nudged the yawning Roland, reminding him that he needed to display the perfect amount of filial piety and respect in front of Earl Zod.

Agni's face flushed red as she gritted her teeth and said, "Shut up! I am going to..." Her gaze darted towards Roland's lower body while she reached for her sword.

He could only feign nonchalance and shrugged, saying: "How could I possibly refuse a lady's invitation"

Luo Lan still remembers how Agni teased him when he first entered the castle, and now he feels a sense of retaliatory pleasure

Agni stood coldly at a distance of three to four meters, her beautiful cheeks slightly pale, her eyes containing a hint of rising anger. She tightly pressed her hand against the knight's sword she wore on the right side of her waist.

For this son he had never met, Count Zodber's initially ample goodwill gradually transformed into astonishment

A few screams echoed from outside the corridor, as several passing maidservants clearly witnessed the scene.

Especially when he first laid eyes on him, the Count furrowed his brow and said something that seemed both perplexed and certain: "Is this my son!?" He shook his head and said, "Ermi, go fetch something sharp."

The voice of the young servant sounded: "The lord count said that today he only wishes to speak privately with Master Theos."

Unbutton his shirt in front of his chest

All fervor swiftly dissipates as if doused with ice water

He immediately came into contact with a warm, soft, and resilient body

He cleared his throat and stammered, "What?"

He could not help but want to laugh, and immediately touched his nose, as if to cover it up with a cough.

Agni was taken aback for a moment, then shot a fierce glare at Roland, biting her lower lip tightly without saying a word as she ran down the corridor

Perhaps due to his youth, the other person appeared like a shy young man. Although there were no signs on his face, how could the fleeting hatred in his eyes escape the meticulous observation of Luo Lan from hetushu.com

A few drops of crimson blood flowed down the arm, dripping onto the ground and emanating a sense of danger

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"What are you looking at? Get lost!" Luo Lan shouted while covering her arm.

Due to the heavy rain last night, faint gray wet marks appeared on the stone walls of the corridor, and beams of morning light streamed in through the sequentially arranged windows, making the footsteps of the two individuals here feel particularly distinct

In the midst of a reverie, Agnes in front suddenly came to a halt and was about to turn around

Upon hearing this, Luo Lan's spirits immediately lifted, and he suddenly realized: "So you were worried about this. Hehe, rest assured, I actually like women. If you don't believe me, I can prove it to you right away..."

Yet he was unaware that at this moment, a greater crisis was approaching him.

The knight's armor accentuated her slender waist, while her long legs exuded an undeniable youthfulness

However, by that time...

He pretended to be flustered and fell backward, the blade of the sword grazing his cuff and leaving a cut on his forearm

Wow! This girl is really impressive

A rhombus-shaped mark is clearly exposed to the air

Thinking of this, he involuntarily reached for the place on his body that ached faintly, as if the monotonous command and the sharp sound of the thorny branch cutting through the air echoed in his ears again

Zod leaned back slowly against the chair, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes, not at all resembling an old man nearing the end of his life: "Call Rendet to me, I suddenly feel a strong desire to see him now"

His expression was one of deep gloom

The young servant immediately pulled the bell located on the wall upon hearing this, and a middle-aged servant appeared behind the door on the other side of the room. In just a moment, he entered with a dining knife in hand

Did Mondit do something to him

He took several deep breaths; could it be that the band of thieves has already noticed him

Beneath the seemingly relaxed surface, he is actually in a state of vigilance and alertness.

Yet it has also left an indelible mark on my heart

In Luo Lan's mind, a scene of big eyes facing small eyes suddenly appeared, and he finally understood where the sadistic pleasure of Lendit came from

That is a prism specifically designed for thieves, and the light seen earlier was emitted from it. It has a protruding edge on its back, allowing it to be securely placed in a corner. The specially treated obscure surface only functions under specific lighting conditions, and it has a refractive angle on a small face. By utilizing the refraction through several identical mirrors, one can observe a target from a considerable distance

Agni's silhouette is graceful and full of dynamism, as the bun tied at the back of her head sways gently with her movements, exuding a sense of rhythm. The exposed section of her fair neck is also delicate and smooth.

"Don't think you can deceive me!" Agni said huffily, "I will not marry you... a man like you!"

He first rubbed his eyes, trying hard to shake off his lethargic demeanor. Then, he cast a disdainful glance at the "brother" standing beside him, who looked dazed and foolish. Immediately afterward, he shook his shoulders and straightened his posture as much as possible

Luo Lan silently thought that something was amiss; seeing this situation, could it be that they were here to cause trouble for her

Danger always strikes at the moment you feel the safest

Indeed, you have come to seek accountability.

The ambiguous gazes of the surrounding servants suddenly converged on the two individuals, indicating that the young master's interests extend beyond just men

The maidservants were so frightened that they hurriedly scattered in all directions

Perhaps no one within the Landiston family can see through their true identity, but the Evil Thieves' Guild is not so easily deceived. They will ultimately notice the peculiar condition exhibited by "Lolan." Composed of a tightly-knit organization and numerous skilled individuals, the guild is not lacking in imaginative minds. They are like a sharp axe suspended by a silk thread above Lolan's head, ready to fall at any moment.