Early in the morning, white snow and snow hotel.

There is a huge garden in the White Snow Hotel. Although it is only in early spring in March, under the influence of the magic circle, the wind here is a bit warm, and some cold-resistant flowers have already bloomed early.

Ansel stood in the white pavilion in the garden, looking into the distant sky, with a tall figure like a long sword.

As a direct member of the Ottor family and a Frost Warlock, he has white, almost transparent white hair.

This white hair not only does not look aging, but also his handsome pale and almost transparent face gives him a nearly weird charm.

This is a common problem for warlocks.

The warlock's bloodline is born with a certain kind of energy - if it is on the earth, this is the so-called "natural Tao body", the natural "unity of man and nature".

However, in this world, being born with a certain kind of energy also means that the personal development route is limited to death. Success and failure are bloodlines. When you reach the end of the bloodline, if you want to go further, you will encounter double obstacles.

It is not ruled out that there are amazing people who can break the upper limit of their bloodlines, but the difficulty is no worse than that of ordinary high-level professionals who break through legends - in fact, almost all warlocks who can break the limit of their own bloodlines have become legends.

He has been standing here for a long time.

In fact, he has been standing here since three in the morning.

Last night, he was called out of bed in the middle of the night and rushed to his father's residence.

"What did you say?" As soon as Ansel sat down, the first sentence he heard made him jump again.

Logically speaking, he is also a person who stands alone. Although he cannot be said to be cunning, there are definitely not many things that can scare him and jump out of the chair.

But this does not include the sudden news that night demon is not an assassin, but a sword saint.

"Yes, it's confirmed, and the projection stone brought back by Glad also proves this."

Ansel's father, Marquis Clarence, said lightly: "Ansel, my son, I am very disappointed."

"Sir, Father, I, I--" Ansel was determined to defend himself for a few words, but in the end he said nothing and sat down dejectedly.

Indeed, this is mainly the mistake of the intelligence personnel, but as the general manager, the responsibility for the consequences is unshirkable - not to mention that attempting to murder a sword saint is equivalent to forming a great hatred with the sword saint.

Even for the entire Ottor family, this is an unbearable consequence.

"But, finally, you are doing things in a clever way, and this may not be able to cover up - but we cannot send others to test whether this sword saint knows all this. Ansel, you have to personally determine the situation of the sword saint."

Clarence Ottoll said, standing up and walking to the window, looking out to the dark night sky, his tone was a little weak, "Child, the safety of our Ottoll family is more important than your life alone, do you know?"

"Sir, I understand." Ansel replied with his head down.

"Go, go find Sir Ander and go with him to Karantuo." Clarence Ottor ordered without looking back.

"—Thank you, my father." Ansel suddenly looked up, with tears in his eyes.

Even though he made such a big mistake, his father still did not give up on himself.

His father asked him to go to Sir Ander to travel with him to Kalantuo, so that he could become Sir Ander's friend as the second son of the Ottoll family, which also meant that his father made his final efforts to protect him.

The danger lies in the attitude of Night Demon. If Night Demon still insists on killing him, Sir Ander will naturally be unable to stop him. And as the culprit, he was killed as Sir Ander's companion, which can be highly likely to prevent Night Demon from releasing his anger to the entire Ottole family.

The second son of the Ottor family is somewhat a protective umbrella, but the real protection is not this.

The one who can really save his life is Ye Mo who doesn't know that he is the messenger behind the scenes.

Maybe Ye Demon doesn’t know that he is the behind-the-scenes commander? Of course it is possible!

Ansel has never come forward in person. The only President Shandi who may have leaked the situation has been wiped out and it is impossible for him to come forward to prove him.

However, Ansel knew that big families like the Ottole family never had a chance of doing things - and the anger of a sword saint did not require any evidence.

It is normal to hand over him directly and explain his sins to the Night Demon, and use him as a sacrifice to completely extinguish the anger of a sword saint.

My father's decision now, although he placed him under the swordsman's eyelid, gave him a chance to explain - of course, it was not to explain to the Ottor family, but to Ender, so that this explanation could be passed into the ears of Night Demon.

As long as you can pass this level, you can not only save your life, but also gain the friendship of Sir Ander.

Originally, Sir Ander's friendship was already quite valuable - it was the friendship of a strong man with a promising future and was about to enter the advanced swordsman realm - now, with the sword saint behind him, the value of this friendship is light if it is said to be ten times more.

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"Hahaha, Sir Ander, Mrs. Amilia, you guys are so early. I've been waiting for you here for a long time!"

Looking at Ander and Emilea who walked out of the corridor and towards the garden, Ansel opened his arms and greeted him enthusiastically.

Of course, Ansel and the others knew each other, but Ansel was so enthusiastic that both Ander and Emilya were a little confused.

However, although it was a little unclear, Ander still hugged Ansel.

Then, Ansel turned around and bent down to ninety degrees, lifted Emilya's left hand and kissed her gently. At the same time, he saw Emilya wearing the "Tolerance Ring" on her fingers.

"Sir Ansel, why are you waiting for us here?" Ander was a little surprised.

"Yes, there are some things in the family that I need to go to Karanguan once. I remember that you are my friends, so I plan to join in the fun and walk with you all the way. How about it? Are you moved?"

Ansel laughed loudly, and he patted Ender on the shoulder hard, as if the two had been having sex for many years.

Only if you are not careful can you try to explain misunderstandings as soon as you start. If you do that, you can explain that something is wrong.

Of course, Ansel would not make such a low-level mistake. Now, finding a way to get close to Andra is the best choice.

After he left last night, the first thing he did was to dig out all the information about Sir Ander and the Night Demon and study it carefully word by word.

After removing the analysis suggestions of intelligence personnel, Ainsel regretted it just by looking at the records of objective events.

In this information, it is clearly recorded that Sir Ander is famous for his swordsmanship and shooting skills, and he did not use assassin methods to kill the entire thief group, but was completely swordsmanship and shooting skills.

As for that night demon, he had never used the signature skill of the high-level assassin, Shadow Jump.

From beginning to end, in the two pieces of information about Night Demon, almost everyone was carrying the hard steel on the front of the sword? This is the most obvious swordsman route!

I really don’t know what this intelligence officer is doing for, but he actually evaluates the Night Demon as a high-level assassin?

If the intelligence officer stood in front of Ansel now, Ansel would have the heart to eat him.

Of course, without having to eat him raw by Ansel, I guess the intelligence officer would not be much better.

Making such a low-level mistake led to the Ottoll family inexplicably forming a great feud with a sword saint, and this bastard would definitely not survive tomorrow.

Of course, now it is not about how long others can live, but about trying to keep yourself alive.

Ansel quickly withdrew his thoughts of love and focused on the performance in front of him.

"Sir Ander, hey, it's so troublesome to carry the title of jazz. Can I call you Ender directly?"

"Uh, Sir Ansel, you're-"

Ander was a little surprised. The enthusiasm of Sir Ansel was indeed a little inconsistent with his cold appearance. He was not so enthusiastic yesterday.

"Hehe, do you think I'm too enthusiastic?" Ansel stretched his head and approached Ender, pretending to be mysterious in his ear.

"You are now a golden thigh, I'm here to hug your thighs."

Ansel's cool and handsome face could actually make him smile a little flattering.

To be honest, Ande is already a handsome guy. Since he practiced to the state of being pure and clear and distant, his appearance has improved a little bit, and he can barely be considered a handsome guy.

However, compared to a natural warlock like Ansel, the charm is still much worse - it is not fake for warlocks to make a living by charm. There may be illiterate warlocks, but there are absolutely no ugly warlocks.

Such a handsome and cold Frost Warlock really surprised Ander and Amilia.

"Don't you know yet? Last night in Hanfeng Town, Lord Night Demon swept away the shadow guild!" Ansel lowered his voice and said.

"At that time, an alchemist pretended to be alive. Someone of us got his confession and confirmed that Lord Night Demon is a legendary sword saint!"

"You don't know. When my elders heard that Lord Ye Demon was actually a legendary sword saint, they wanted to come up and flatter, and they felt that it would be a loss of the dignity of the Marquis' family when they went to the pole to climb friendship."

"Didn't they hear that I made friends with Ande and your husband yesterday, so I will drive me out early today and let me find a way to go with you. It's best to have a good relationship. At that time, they can get along with Lord Night Demon through our relationship."

Anselle was self-deprecating, while pouring some dirty water on the family.

A shortcut to getting closer to others is to say bad things about another person in front of others - especially bad things about your own family.

This does not damage the moral image, but also shows that everyone is intimate. Look, I can even tell you about my scandal. We have a close relationship, right?

As for the family who wants to get involved with a legendary swordsman, what's the shame?

In this world, families who want to have a good relationship with legends have unique families who take the initiative to make enemies with legends without any trouble.

Ansel said, staring at the change of faces of Ander and Emilea.

Ander's face had not changed at all, but Amilia beside him exclaimed: "Sir Ansel, what did you say? Teacher Night Demon is the Sword Saint? The Legendary Sword Saint?"

Since officially marrying Ander, Emilya even called a commoner like Ron Ryult, and naturally changed his words to Ye Demon as a teacher.

"Hey, just call me Al, don't be so troublesome to call Sir Ansel. Our news should be correct. Although the surviving alchemist Hedek is only a primary alchemist, he used to live in the capital Karanyuan and saw the legendary ones with his own eyes."

Seeing the different reactions of Ander and Emilya, Ansel felt that he had some information - Ander Tills obviously knew his teacher's identity;

However, the Jazz Lady's surprise was not like a disguise. She should not know that her husband's teacher was actually a legend.

As for the alchemist Hedek, he naturally fell under the control of the Otto family, or in other words, this guy was urinating and begging the Otto family to protect him.

Even so, if the Night Demon insists on killing this person, Hedek's head will be sent over immediately.

"And, Ande, is Teacher Night Demon really a legend?" Amilia shook her husband's arm vigorously, hoping to get an accurate reply.

Ansel also raised his ears high.

"I don't know." Ender shook his head: "The teacher never told me about his profession and rank. He just taught me swordsmanship and physical skills. I don't know where he is, unless he appears in front of me on his own initiative."
To be continued...