Reject me, you damn woman.

Lin En immediately looked at the only person who stayed out of the matter and hated him.

Behrens: ?

"Lynn Norton, why the hell are you looking at me?"

.........

At the same time, in the Shadow World Palace, cheerful laughter resounded throughout the palace.

The owner of that laughter turned out to be the little Lolita who was the incarnation of the Serpent of Fate.

She opened her arms and her laughter was as clear and sweet as a silver bell, as if it was a celebration from the heart.

The black-robed man had no expression under his burqa:

"Failure can be so joyful, are you finally going crazy?"

"Failure, what are you talking about, my partner?"

The Serpent of Fate turned around and tilted his head slightly.

"Lynn Norton rejected you, which means he is not the third sage. And with the arrival of Quevedo, you don't even have a chance to start the third bet. I don't understand why you are laughing."

The man in black robe said indifferently.

"That's right, but don't we still have you, my friend?"

The Serpent of Fate nodded.

"I will do my best to assist you in completing your plan."

"No need, just don't get in the way. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. You should get out of here as well."

After the cold refusal, the man in black robe turned into a wisp of smoke and left.

After the black-robed man left for a long while, the Serpent of Fate seemed to be unable to hold back his laughter and laughed again:

“Hahahahahaha, that’s not how it works, my friend.”

The smile on her face became more and more excited, and her face flushed with excitement:

"His Highness Lin En didn't reject me. He defeated me. He used unexpected methods to defeat me three times in a row. Three times in a row!"

"I am now more and more certain that he is definitely the Third Sage. He just hasn't realized it yet."

"And my responsibility is to make him aware of this and guide him home!"

"Of course, in the final analysis, it's all those people's fault!"

Her expression suddenly became extremely serious.

"That damn goddess and those damn women influenced His Highness Lin En, so we were rejected by His Highness Lin En and he couldn't go home."

"so,"

She held her cheeks with her hands, and the light in her eyes gradually faded:

"As long as he has only us, it will be fine. As long as those women become his enemies, it will be fine!"

Her eyes suddenly became deep and gentle, and she raised a finger as delicate as a spring onion.

"This is our third bet!"

A unique thread of destiny is floating on those delicate white fingertips.

Lynn's thread of destiny!

Chapter 242: You are praying, what is she guiding?

After leaving Lin En and the others, Quevedo did not return to the palace immediately. Instead, he appeared on another street in Rose City accompanied by a breeze and stood silently under a street lamp.

At this time, on the streets of Rose City at dusk, light snow was falling from the sky.

The winter in the northern country is extremely unbearable, especially at dusk, when the howling cold wind is like a knife, seemingly able to pierce through clothes and directly scrape people's skin.

But the young and strong guys don't care about these. A few unruly young men walked through the street with their collars open, revealing the lining of their sweaters, as if this could show their grace and attract the attention of passers-by around them.

A tall and thin old man walked with his head down. He seemed to be thinking about something extremely important, with his brows tightly furrowed and his neck shrunk, so he did not notice the young men.

The two sides collided with each other, and the young man in the lead and the old man fell to the ground together.

"Hey, old man, what's wrong with you?"

The young man stood up, unhappily tugged at his scarf that he had tied sideways to make himself look handsome, and shouted with a gloomy face.

Quevedo, who was watching all this from a distance, frowned slightly, and snowflakes swirled around his shoulders in the breeze.

"It's almost night time. Why are you wandering around the streets by yourself? You'll freeze to death. Where are your family?"

The young man pulled the old man up, patted the funny snow off his shoulders, and asked.

The wind blowing on Quevedo's shoulders disappeared.

In Rose City, it is common for people to freeze to death on the streets in winter because they come home late, but in some less wealthy families, it is not uncommon for the elderly to deliberately go out alone at night.

"Sorry, kids, I just came out to help my granddaughter find someone. I found the person and I'm on my way home."

The old man said apologetically.

"Is that so? Then you better be careful when you walk."

The young people were relieved and left again, talking and laughing.

The old man slowly brushed the snow off his clothes, waiting for Quevedo to come to his side.

"My old friend, you are here again."

The tall and thin old man patted his clothes without turning his head and said lightly.

"This is the last time I'll bother you."

Quevedo said.

"You always say it's the last time."

The old man who was patting the snow didn't buy it.

"But that's all. We're used to it."

The old man waved his hand.

"Fortunately, you are a smart person. You never look for Milansa. That woman is unreasonable. Severus is a piece of wood. Julia and Edith will not pay attention to you at all. Only the poor old housekeeper will pay attention to you, right?"

"Karl......."

Quevedo's tone was apologetic.

"Forget it, forget it. Forget about apologizing. If you really feel sorry, please go back and don't bother us anymore. I'm just an old housekeeper, pitiful, weak and helpless. Outside, young people will worry about whether they have been abandoned by their families. At home, they will be severely punished by the menopausal head maid. There is no point in you coming to me."

Butler Carl wiped the snow off the glasses with his gloves.

"Besides, if it really comes to a last resort, even if you don't say anything, Sifu will take action. I heard that even the "afterlife" is now praising his story. What's his name... The Knight of the Broken Flame? It turns out that artists are good at naming things, haha."

In the past, when things got to this point, there was usually no follow-up, but this time, Quevedo just said:

"This time, it's different."

The old butler was silent for a moment, then suddenly said:

"Which time is the same?"

Quevedo was stunned.

“Quevedo, my brother, every time you come to us, don’t you have a different excuse?”

The old butler said slowly.

“This time it’s really different,”

Quevedo said quickly.

"Yes, it's different!"

Carl interrupted.

"The barbarians in the far north have gone mad, the beast tide is approaching the city, the rebels are unstoppable, and every time is different. Every time it seems that if the guardians of the Scarlet Flame don't take action, the Secret Fire family and the Fire Rose will be destroyed."

He suddenly took a deep breath:

"We have chosen to help you every time, and have helped you protect your country, but why can't you even protect Miss......?"

Quevedo was stunned:

"I'm sorry about what happened to Her Royal Highness, but we will never forget her efforts. Fire Rose will always be grateful to her."

Carl's hands were shaking as he wiped his glasses, and he suddenly paused after hearing these words.

"Is it your apology that I want, my old friend? Is it your apology that I want? Yes, the young lady is dead, you are grateful, and you are also very sad, but damn...where is His Highness? Where is His Highness Historia?!"

Quevedo said nothing.

"She was only eight years old when she was driven out of the palace, and she was only fifteen years old when she was forced to leave her hometown to study. Yes, you are noble, you only care about the country, you want to protect the reputation of the royal family, and the Magic Bell Tower will not allow their failure to be flaunted. But Quevedo, my old friend, you should also know that in the past eight years, every day since I woke up, I have not burned down the magnificent palace. This is already the greatest restraint I have shown. Now you are still asking us for help. Isn't it a bit too much?"

Carl suddenly shook his head and smiled.

"But this time, we will still help you."

Quevedo suddenly raised his head:

"Karl......."

"Don't get me wrong, my old friend,"

Karl didn't look back, but slowly put on his polished glasses.

"We will help you, not because of your request, nor because of some damn ancient covenant, but because of some selfish reasons, such as the innocent people in Rose City, such as the young people who care about whether the elderly are abandoned. Of course, the most important reason, you know, is because of Her Royal Highness the Princess and that young man."

Quevedo did not ask who the young man was because he felt he already knew.

"The last person who swore to protect Fei Yan failed to do so, but he is different."

Carl turned up his collar, put his hands in his pockets, and walked away into the distance in the snow.

"As expected, the only one who can protect the young spark is the evil dragon that roars at the world."

He suddenly smiled with relief.

"Because of him, Her Highness the Princess has become what she is now. Even if the young lady saw it, she would be very relieved."

.........

"Wuwuwu, I'm sorry, I've already apologized, what else do you want?"

In a confessional room in the church that was temporarily converted into a lounge, Historia was lying on the ground, apologizing repeatedly.

Sitting on her back, Lin En, shirtless and wrapped in many bandages, had a blank expression on his face and crossed his arms. He had no intention of getting off just because the other party begged for mercy.

"What, what's going on?"

The little nun Martina, who came to help Lynn with clean bandages and hot water, was stunned and wondered if she had come at a wrong time.

"Nothing, just help me find a nurse."

Lynn said coldly.

"woo woo woo woo!"

Historia cried loudly.

About half an hour ago, although Lin En repeatedly said that he was fine and could go home directly, at everyone's unanimous request, he was forcibly sent to the church to receive treatment from the doctor and pastor before going home to rest.

In the choice of carriage, His Highness Berens defeated all the girls and won.

Although he himself was not very happy about it, fortunately, he didn't care whether he was happy or not.

But there were some minor surprises in the selection of people to accompany Lynn.

The impact of Lynn's disappearance was quite large. Many forces were in panic. The Shadow Knights were also very worried. Someone had to explain, and Elena was undoubtedly the most suitable person.

The Fire Rose officials needed someone to contact to deal with the aftermath, so Hilteria could only stay and wait.

As for Celitia, it was not just to avoid suspicion, but also because the church was indeed short of staff in recent times, and she was a little overwhelmed and could not take care of Lynn personally.

Therefore, in the end, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the responsibility of taking care of Lin En fell on the head of Historia, who had grown a lot.

It’s a pity that the consequence is what we have now.