Volume 1, The Wizard's World Chapter 57, Confrontation
In the study, the three fathers and children of the Hyde family gathered together.
"Tell me about the situation!" Yaerlin put his hands behind his back and looked at the glass window with big red velvet curtains. His expression was indifferent and his tone was indifferent, as if he was in control of everything.
Ian was a little speechless when he saw this, knowing that Yalin was in a state of mind, treating himself as his subordinate and treating this place as a conference room. Every time a meeting was held, the other party had such an expression that no one dared to hide it.
"The matter is a bit complicated, but overall it doesn't have much to do with me, so you don't need to worry too much." Ian sorted out his words and then told the whole story.
Except for the counter-murder of the spokesman for the gods named Gary, he didn't hide anything.
In fact, in this matter, Jasmine is the key. He is just an insignificant pawn, used by Consul to attract the attention of the monastery. But the Sentinels will not care about this, they will only follow orders.
Acting, this is what he is worried about.
"You mean, in fact, your danger mainly comes from the trial you will face after you return, right?" Arlin said without thinking, "The possible revenge of mentor Abel Fox on you is the main danger, and it is completely
It would be unwise to place hope in Consul."
Ian nodded. He completely agreed with the count's idea, so he said: "That's why I want you to drive away the people from the monastery. I won't be able to go back until the matter with Jasmine comes to an end."
Arlin put his hands behind his back, tapping the fingers of one hand slowly on the back of the other hand, recording the passage of time like an hourglass, and his thoughts were flying.
Ian's request is not difficult for the Earl to fulfill, but some things cannot be solved by rough confrontation. Ian is his son. Although the father and son are not close, it does not mean that he does not care about Ian.
For a long while, Yaerlin did not express his position. Instead, he waved his hand and said: "Go and see our guests first. Enya, you will come with us."
When the two brothers and sisters heard this, they looked at each other in confusion and had no choice but to follow them.
Prescott Sainsbury is the captain of the third team of the Sentinel Knights of Death, and the person in charge of hunting down Jasmine and Ian this time.
This time, all eight knights of the third team were dispatched, just for two awakened people who had not practiced any witchcraft, which shows that the monastery attaches great importance to this mission. It is precisely because of this that Prescott works day and night.
Stop and run for hundreds of miles.
Ian is a smart man and knows how to maximize the use of resources to help himself, which is why he was repeatedly left behind and finally dragged to Lai City.
"Cunning boy!" Prescott took a sip of the steaming scented tea and smiled.
He didn't have a bad feeling towards Ian, but rather admired this guy. Before setting off, the master had hinted that he would let Ian go, so he did not pursue Jasmine with the wizard, but split up and pursued Ian.
. In this way, the pressure on both sides of the opponent will be much less. If he will be caught even if he does this, then there is nothing he can do.
Who would have thought that Ian, who was not taken seriously by him, would let him chase him here with all his strength. It was really annoying and funny.
"What's your name?" Ian asked first. Arlin raised his lips secretly when he saw it, and then took Enya to the main seat.
"Prescott Sainsbury has met the Earl, please just call me Scott." Prescott stood up, bowed slightly, and said to Earl Arling.
"Sainsbury, you're not from Camelot, are you?" Yalin observed the other party with a serious face, and then said, "Your appearance and accent... you are from Sussex?"
Prescott smiled when he heard this and praised: "Haha, your lord, the count has a sharp eye." Then he glanced at Ian, pointed to the coffin placed at the feet of the team members, and said bluntly, "To be honest with you, sir,
This time I was ordered to take Ian Hyde back, I hope you won’t stop me.”
Arlin didn't say anything like get out of here. He just asked: "Ian is my son, but he is also a member of your Norton Mountains. It's okay if you want to take him away. However, can you tell me that he committed a crime?"
What crime warrants you, a high-ranking knight, to pursue it yourself?"
"This..." Prescott was at a loss for words. The matter of Consul could not be disclosed to the outside world. Although the Earl had most likely learned it from Ian, he could never learn it from himself, so he had no choice but to shake his head.
He shook his head and said, "I don't know exactly what Ian committed, but the order I received was to bring Ian back, so please don't embarrass me."
"Ha!" Yaerlin laughed sarcastically and said: "If you want to take away my son for such a lame reason, don't you monastic society look down upon the title that His Majesty Pendragon bestowed upon my family?
.If that’s the case, ask your mentor to come.”
At this moment, Earl Hyde's majesty was fully displayed. This made Ian feel much better, and he thought that the old guy was not only capable of being cruel to his family members.
But to be honest, an earl alone is not enough to get Hyderian's tutor to visit. His contemptuous words also made Preston's face quickly sink, and he said to the earl coldly: "The tutor is busy with the monastery.
I'm afraid I don't have time to come here due to business matters. But I think it will be the same if I come."
The subtext is that you are a little earl, and it is enough for me to come. This retaliation is really cruel.
The two sides looked at each other, neither of them willing to avert their eyes.
(Prescott will be in trouble if this keeps up!)
Ian shook his head helplessly. He knew very well the old guy's temper. He always maintained a weird pride and refused to be humiliated in the slightest. He saw anger looming on Yaerlin's face. In order to avoid further conflicts between the two parties, he quickly took a step forward.
, blocking the two people from looking at each other.
"Sir Scott, I want to ask something." He turned his back to the earl and asked Prescott, "If I go back with you, what kind of punishment will the monastery give me?"
He asked this, firstly, he wanted to see the monastery's attitude towards this matter and how they planned to deal with them; secondly, it was to divert the attention of the two of them and prevent their anger from escalating. If the old guy and the monastery met, even if
The monastery was far away in Devonshire, but it was not something that an earl could handle. He didn't even need a mentor to take action, and he could wipe out all of them by sending some knights from Sentinel's Sorrow. He had never doubted this.
Besides, he came back to avoid disaster, not to invite disaster. Although in his idea he did want to use the earl's power to resist the pursuit, that was because there was no other way, and there was obviously room for change at the moment.
Sure enough, Prescott stopped continuing when he was interrupted by Ian. He thought about his master's attitude towards this matter, and then thought about Abe Fox's expression, shook his head and said: "No.
Know."
"have no idea?"
Prester nodded: "Well, actually this is a matter between Mr. Hetings and Mr. Fox. You should also know that Mr. Fox was driving the whole thing. It was obviously successful, but it was blocked by Hetings.
Mr. Si sabotaged it. Although you are not the mastermind, it is difficult not to be angered by Mr. Fox."
"If you put it this way, there won't be any good results if I go back, right?" Ian thought for a while, why go back? He thought about getting out of the way, so he might as well let the old guy drive him away.
"That's almost it!" Prescott nodded, looked at him with pity, paused for a while and then continued, "But..."
"But what?" Ian originally planned to get out of the way, but after hearing his words, he asked curiously.
"However, the offending wizard is in our custody before being tried. As long as Lord Hatings is not punished by the monastery, you should be fine."
"The tutor did it under the eyes of the dean, wouldn't he be punished even if he did it?"
"If we haven't caught Jasmine and can't find anyone, how can we prove that Lord Hatings stole it? How can we prove that you are related to this matter?"
After hearing this, Ian suddenly realized that as long as Jasmine could run away, there was a high probability that nothing would happen. However, he glanced at Prescott and thought of their terrifying speed and sense of smell, and immediately gave up all hope.
"So, come back with us, and I guarantee that you will not be treated unfairly before you go to trial." Prescott said.
Go back? Ian thought in his heart, it’s impossible.
He turned to look at the old guy and stepped aside without saying anything.
Arlin was sitting on a high chair, sitting upright, looking at Prescott majestically like a military commander. Enya was standing beside him in knight armor, with an expressionless face, like a guard who was loyal to his duty.
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"Scott!" the count said calmly, as if calling an adjutant.
Prescott stared at him, and the knight beside him also stood up and stood behind him.
"You are tired from the journey. You are all exhausted from this journey. Stay at my house for a few days. I have experienced blacksmiths and grooms at my house who can take care of your horses and armor. What do you think?
how?"
Prescott thought about it and felt that it didn't matter if it was a few days earlier or a few days later. Judging from Ian's behavior along the way, it was true that Alfo was not with him, so the key to this matter actually lies with Jasmine.
As long as he can take Ian back, time is not important.
Just as he was about to nod, he heard Yaerlin knocking on the armrest and saying with finality: "That's it, Fawn, take the guests down to rest." Then his face quickly darkened.
"Earl!" Prescott stood up, anger brewing on his face. The knight behind him felt the nervousness of his captain, so he tightly grasped the sword hanging on the left side with his right hand, ready to take action at any time.
"Is there anything else?" Yaerlin looked at him expressionlessly.
"It's not impossible for me to agree, but you also have to agree to my request and compete with me."
At this moment, the earl showed a hint of surprise and asked: "Competition... are you sure?"
Prescott took a deep breath, secretly clenched his fists, and nodded: "OK."
"No problem!" A smile appeared on Count Yaerlin's face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, which surprised Ian greatly. He listened to him and said, "If you can withstand three attacks, just pretend that I didn't say what I just said.
"
(Hey, old guy, don’t do this! Am I still your biological son?) After hearing this, Ian roared in his heart.
Although I don’t know how big the difference in strength between the two is, Prescott is also a member of the monastery. Even if he is defeated, he will not be unable to withstand all three moves. Earl Hyde really shouldn’t be so arrogant. Is it possible that the nobles have such arrogance?