Back in his room, Golando lay on his bed, paying full attention to the movements of the powerful force outside the island, trying not to miss a single thing.

He had figured out the terrain in the mansion, and if the other party started to act at night, he would immediately take the nearest road to Ronoye's location, and Ronoye should get up and open the window for him when he heard the cough, and then he would have time to deal with the other party as long as he took Ronoye to hide in the woods.

Ronoye was his contractor, so Golando had to pay attention to Ronoye's safety, and the unworldly aristocratic lady was not in his consideration.

After Golando became highly focused, some of the voices that were usually easily ignored gradually became clearer.

The next room was very quiet - Jack Knight hadn't slept yet.

No one was walking outside the house—the waiters had gone back to their rooms.

In addition, the gentle sound of the tide is like a lover's hand gently brushing through the heart, occasionally mixed with the crisp ringing of bells, which are the sound of wind chimes hanging from the window eaves.

The mansion is located on a wooded central hill, and the sound of streams and insects in the forest is more pronounced at night, and the wind from the sea howls from the north, and the branches of the trees are cut down into a faint breath.

It is a peaceful scene that is no different from the usual day.

The force that Gorando was bent on tracking was like reveling in the scenery of Sylvia Island, and had remained in place since Golando noticed it, without any more conspicuous action.

- Did you find out by the other party?

Golando couldn't help but be more vigilant.

From such a distance, he couldn't estimate the specific star of the enemy, but he knew that the level of that person (or creature) was much higher than that of himself and Ronoye, which was why he didn't dare to act rashly.

But he still has a doubt: just a young master who is holding Duke Amphilos' mansion hostage, is it necessary for the Inquisition Division to send such a powerful character?

It's not an eight-star and nine-star magister to fight, so it's too much to look up to them for making such a fuss.

Fortunately, he could see that the other party had no intention of killing them, because with the strength of the other party, there was no need to wait to kill them, this place was far away from the city, and the people of the Duke's Mansion who were in danger could not come immediately.

Even if he was suspicious, Golando did not dare to slack off, and if he didn't start at night, it might be morning.

Keep their eyes open until dawn, and at seven o'clock Greenty came over and invited Gorando to the dining room, where Golando and Knight Jack went to the dining room, and while the waiters were serving, Gorando saw again the maid who had secretly looked at them yesterday.

At this point, his suspicions were confirmed.

The plate containing the roasted toast and smoked fish was brought to Golando by the handmaiden, and Golando was about to make an excuse to refuse, when the power outside the island suddenly moved.

- As if migrating on the north wind, the force began to approach Sylvia Island at great speed.

Closely following the powerful force were dense streams of weak mana, roughly numbering at least hundreds.

There are less than a hundred waiters in the entire mansion, and there are even fewer who can do magic and physical arts, and Angelina didn't bring many guards when she came, and the only protection on Sylvia Island was the two layers of enchantments covering the entire island, but unfortunately under the powerful power of the enemy, these two layers of enchantments were simply mantis arms as cars.

If the Inquisition was still just calling for some miscellaneous soldiers to make trouble, as they did around the Holy Shrine Day, Gorando and Ronoye would have been safe on Sylvia Island, but who would have thought that they would be on a trump card as soon as they arrived?

In this way, Ronoye and Gorando, who underestimated the enemy too early, are too immature.

Thinking of this, Golando pushed aside his plate and stood up.

"I'm not going to eat breakfast, I'm going to the library." He yawned twice in a row.

"I haven't eaten breakfast yet, what library are I going to now?" Ronoyer looked at him in an unhappy tone.

He couldn't have spoken during the meal, but since Gorando intervened in his life, Ronoye has gradually put these red tapes behind him.

Golando looked back and saw two faint patches of dark blue hanging from under Ronoye's eyes.

- Obviously, the young master stayed up all night last night, just like Gorando.

Ronoye hadn't slept well for a few days, and his mental state was a little sluggish.

Last night he relived the ghost story told by Golando several times, and thought that Golando would come to him in the middle of the night to say something important, so he never closed his eyes and waited, but he didn't wait until dawn to see a shadow.

Because she couldn't participate in the conversation and adhered to aristocratic etiquette, Angelina, who could only sit quietly and watch, curiously fluttered her beautiful eyes and swirled back and forth on the two teenagers.

Golando smiled at Ronoye and said, "If you miss me, you can look for me in the library after breakfast." ”

After saying that, he pushed away the waiters who were serving on the side and walked out of the restaurant.

Gorando's words and deeds made Ronoye scratch his head, and without Gorando's breakfast, he didn't taste it, so he casually drank some milk and wiped his mouth with a cloth.

Gina said respectfully on the side: "Young Master, your next arrangement is ......"

Ronoye hesitated slightly, and said a little weakly as if he was afraid of being seen something: "...... Go to the library. ”

Suddenly, his gaze met one of the attendants.

There was a hint of inquiry in the man's wincing eyes.

Ronoye's expression froze, and the man reacted and quickly looked away, but was still caught by Ronoye.

He called out the maid's name, and was about to reprimand her disrespectful behavior, when there was the sound of something falling to the ground in succession.

He was stunned for a moment and turned around, only to see Angelina fainting on the table, and the attendants at the table were also unconscious.

At the same moment, Ronoye sensed that the barrier outside the island had been destroyed by an unknown outsider, and he was startled, and then looked out of a nearby window, just in time to see a pitch-black airship coming northwest of the mansion.

The airship has a huge white bone badge painted on it, and it is a member of the Inquisition.

"You're ......!" Ronoye turned to look at the daring maid and clenched his fists angrily.

If he didn't know what was going on at this time, he would have lived in vain.

The maid had been bribed by the Inquisitor, and there was no reason to stay any longer, so Ronoye left her at the disposal of Mavis and ran in the direction of the library.

He finally understood the meaning of Gorando's words.

Golando must have noticed something was wrong yesterday, but why didn't he tell himself? Does he not believe in himself, or does he just want to be alone and not care about his own life or death?

Ronoyer was suspicious and hateful.

On the way to run in the mansion, Ronoye found a number of unconscious waiters lying on the ground, and at some point there seemed to be a strange fragrance in the mansion, which became even stronger after leaving the restaurant.

Before the hosts eat, the attendants usually eat something to cushion their stomachs, perhaps because the food they eat reacts to the smell in the air.

It seems that thanks to his picky eater, he escaped the catastrophe. Ronoye thought with a wry smile.

The Inquisition's men were on the offensive so fast that a few minutes earlier Ronoye had seen them land through the window at the corner of the corridor in Guò, and a few minutes later he heard the sound of the door of the mansion being forcibly blasted open by magic.

As he reached the floor where the library was located, a dozen magicians dressed in the black robes of the Inquisitor used wind magic to send themselves to Ronoye, blocking his path.

Although they are all minions with low stars, if there are too many of them and engage in wheel tactics, Ronoye's magic power will not be able to support it.

He must find Gorando and cooperate with him in the battle.

Ronoye drew his staff and recited a few short siege spells to trap the mages in front of him in a stone wall, and he turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

The structure of this floor is a circle that connects left and right, so it is a lot farther away from the library, but after that, it is a two-walled corridor, and there is no shortcut for the Judge to invade.

At this time, Ronoye realized the importance of exercise, he was out of breath after only running a few floors, and he did not have a good night's sleep, and his fatigue had already accumulated to the limit.

His legs were as weak as soft noodles, and he almost stumbled into the library door.

"Gorando!"

Ronoye shouted Gorando's name and walked briskly to the nearest bookshelf.

"Tsk, don't be so loud, reckless!"

A familiar voice inside the bookshelf accused.

Hearing Gorando's voice, Ronoye's eyes ached, he threw himself in the direction of the sound, and the next moment a hand reached out and dragged him into the depths of the bookshelf.

Between the bookshelves and the walls, Gorando's eyes glow like felines.

"Go......

"Shhhh

As soon as Ronoye tried to speak, Golando put a finger in front of his mouth.

(I know you have a lot to ask me right now, but can you wait?) Golando lip-synced to Ronoyer.

If the young master didn't understand the situation and made a sound revealing their whereabouts, he planned to cover Ronoye's mouth with his hand.

Ronoye nodded twice quickly and closed his mouth.

(That's good.) )

Golando touched Ronoye's head.

Ronoye's eyes darkened, and it took him a moment to realize that it was Gorando who was blocking him and the wall with his body.

This posture ...... How like a couple in love.

Ronoye lowered his head, his heart pounding against his chest once again as he ran, the rhythm of which was as casual and chaotic as before, but no longer out of exertion.

He suddenly wanted to stand still in this moment.

However, the people in the Judgment Division were all incomprehensible potatoes, and before the young master's pure fantasy had been saved for a few seconds, someone outside broke into the library and called his name.