Chapter 396 54. Sylvie’s identity
Deluxe Room.
Scattered high heels, jewelry, and underwear extended from the door into the bedroom. At the end of their spread, Sylvie, who was well-dressed, stood in front of the window, condescendingly watching the few people who hurried out of the banquet and got into the carriage. figure.
"...I was actually fooled."
She let out a low chuckle, cold and cold
"This game is more interesting than I thought. We will meet again..."
...
The speeding carriage drove out of the imperial capital and rushed back to Montreal Manor.
As soon as it stopped, Annan jumped out of the carriage, eagerly stepped up the steps and opened the door.
In front of the burning fireplace, the ancestor in a wheelchair and Lily lying on her lap were resting. Annan slowly picked up the blanket, covered the ancestor and Lily, and left quietly. In the living room, he regained his anxiety and ran to the second floor, pushed open the door of the guest room, rushed to the bed, and pulled out the treasure box under the bed.
"My baby... you are still here... no one can steal you..."
The heavy treasure box is filled with a sense of security.
"You are like a greedy dragon now." Alice's voice sounded from outside the door.
"Maybe it was the curse imposed on me by the Dragon Clan..." Annan said seriously.
"There is no such curse." Alice knew the professional rule of 'do not approach the dragon's treasure' and did not enter the bedroom. "What happened?"
"I seem to be charmed..."
Recalling the contact with Sylvie, the emotion that even the treasure trove could express made Annan shudder.
"This is impossible. No one can cast spells in the Imperial City without anyone knowing, or in the heavily guarded banquet hall." Olin, who arrived later, stood outside the door. She was still wearing her dress, but had her long, fluffy hair tied back into a ponytail for riding.
Xianna and Ai Xue also appeared outside the door.
"I have sent people to investigate the woman named Sylvie. There should be new information soon."
Annan pushed the treasure box back to the bottom of the bed, "But at that time I seemed to be being led by her. This was hardly... her perfume!"
Annan suddenly remembered that Sylvie's scent was very light when she came near, I almost thought it was a body scent.
"I smelled it too..." Xana's timid voice came from outside the door, "Then I felt like I couldn't control my emotions and said a lot of strange things... I'm sorry, aunt."
"It should be a potion. This type of potion is really hard to find." Alice answered.
Because this is very common. Many nobles would use perfume potions to enhance their attractiveness to the opposite sex, as well as the same sex.
The ancestors were resting in the living room, and they moved to the reception room. It didn't take long for other people from the academy to come back. Their movements became louder and woke up the ancestors.
"You guys are back?"
"I'll take you back to your room." Ai Xue said proactively, pushing up the wheelchair. Lily jumped down and got into Annan's arms and continued to sleep.
Xiana’s head popped out from behind and looked at Lily enviously.
"Why did you leave early?" the deputy dean asked strangely.
"Annan was attacked."
Xianna's words shocked the vice-chancellor. Annan did not say specifically what happened, but just used the excuse that "a noble lady wanted to invite me to her home".
Annan and Ou Lin looked at each other and decided to forget what happened tonight due to their mutual embarrassment.
When he was about to take a break, Annan suddenly remembered something: "By the way, she said she was from the Magical Magic Research Society."
......
"That woman is not one of our members."
At midnight, Annan, who was awakened by Olin's knock on the door, came to the unknown dungeon of the manor wearing a wizard's robe and saw the knights capture the deputy director of the Magic Research Society. President.
The knight who ran to the banquet hall and guest room to catch Sylvie was in vain.
"Do you know her?"
The damp and coldness in the dungeon made Annan sober up.
"I know, I personally agreed to her joining the association!" The good-looking vice president revealed everything before he was tortured: "I gave your address to your people on the way here!"
Olin, who was standing aside with her hands folded, tilted her head, and the knight behind replied: "We have sent a team to capture her." "She has probably run away..." Annan whispered as if he was talking to himself.
“Why?” Olin asked.
“That’s what the story says.”
Oulin leaned against the wooden pillar in silence and closed her eyes to rest.
Sylvie hasn’t been caught yet, so there’s no rush to question the vice president—and Olin’s instinct told her that she was innocent.
"Mr. Annan, do you know why the empire is competing for hegemony at this time?" As a result, the vice president took the initiative to talk to Annan.
“I don’t know.”
“Do you want to know?” she asked excitedly.
"...What do you want to say?"
"Join the Magical Magic Research Society, and I will tell you the answer!"
Annan reconfirmed the surroundings. It was she who was locked in the dungeon, not him: "You are a prisoner now."
"This cage? For you, I am locked up in it. But for me, it is you who are locked up - you are locked up in a place called 'The World' "What you said is very philosophical, but I refuse."
"Why!"
"What do you think Sister Olin's last name is?"
The knights around quietly pricked up their ears.
"Don't call me that." Olin said coldly.
"Montreal? Well, I have no chance..." The vice-president was dejected. Annan's power to summon the elemental army made them salivate...
Crash - Crash -
In the fifth ten minutes, the knight arrived with the clatter of armor.
"She has run away." "The Mage Group investigated Sylvie's origin. She is a warlock."
"Warlock? Then why did she do that to me?" Annan asked.
In other words, there is nothing wrong with her treating Annan like that - after all, there are always warlocks who like to play something different, but there is no reason for her to run away.
"Because she is still a peripheral member of the Shadow Brotherhood." The knight answered Annan.
"I have never provoked the Shadow Brotherhood."
"Yes, sir, so this is also her hidden identity... Her true identity is a member of the 'Witch Hunt'."< br>
“Witch?”
“Wizard.” Orin said.
"Fortunately, I'm a warlock." Annan felt a little lucky, and then found Oulin looking at him with a strange look. "You're not going to say 'Wizards are Warlocks', are you?"
"Other races in the elven history have indeed described you this way." Olin confirmed Annan's guess, "Mages are arcane masters, and warlocks are wizards. . ”
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but her tone was cheerful.
"What's the reason for hunting me? In the imperial capital of the Tatooine Empire, seducing the future champion in front of all the nobles, why?
"Don't use common sense to judge guys from the evil camp. . ”
"Then this vice president..." Annan looked at the vice president who was lying in front of the fence and blinking.
"The Magic Research Society really knows nothing."
"Let her out." Olin waved her hand to deal with the aftermath of the incident: "I'm sorry for mistakenly identifying you as the murderer. You can leave now. The city guards may ask you some questions. "
The vice president doesn't care, he just regrets that he can't study and win over Annan.
Annan was also regretting why she didn't use Jinnar to induce her.
(End of this chapter)