Chapter 258 Fat Man Interrogation

"Are you really from the temple?" Lan Jun looked at Lance with a smile on his face and asked. However, although he was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes at all, but full of indifference.

As a disciple of the sword saint, it is impossible for the high-level figures in the college to sit and watch the temple intervene in their own forces. Especially this person from the temple is still such a talented and powerful man...

Lance sighed in his heart: It's still coming...

From the appearance of the fat man to now, he has always been in a friendly state. Even in order to save himself from the blade of the dark swordsman, Lan Jun has used powerful fantasy magic to cover his body. However, Lance knew that this was only temporary, because the other party had witnessed the whole process of fighting with the four dark members and knew too much. The holy fighting skill "God-given liberation" is enough to explain everything.

Although Lan Jun is fat and cute, he is definitely not a kind-hearted person. Lance understood that if he could not give a statement that satisfied the other party, even if he would not be killed on the spot, the end would never be too good. Not to mention that he has no fighting power at this time, even if he is in good condition, he can't help this unfathomable fat man, unless he is at the peak of his previous life.

Lance is not very good at explaining. Compared with some speakers, he seems much more silent. So at this moment, he just looked at the fat man seriously and said briefly, "I can only assure you that I'm not from the temple."

Lan Jun smiled when he heard the words, as if he didn't expect this young man to be so interesting. With the strength of the other party, he could not feel the faint murderous spirit he released, but he still did not explain much. You have come into contact with so many things in our college that even the sacred skills of the second-generation dean have been inherited by you. And your words are very sincere, but it's too delusional to make me believe you with such a sentence. I am not the Pope of the temple, and I don't have any mind reading skills that can distinguish all the true and false, so although you are sincere, I still can't believe you.

Lance shook his head and corrected: "It is impossible for His Majesty's mind reading to be performed anytime and anywhere. It can only be used a few times in this life and can't be used here."

"Oh? So there is still such a secret in mind reading? I don't even know. Look, if you know so many things in the temple, how dare you say that you are not from the temple? Lan Jun smiled strangely.

Lance was stunned, then shook his head and smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not very good at lying. Besides, do you think people like me are suitable to be an insider and spies?"

Lan Jun knows what he wants to express. When he has reached his current state, he can judge a person's mind with just one move of observation. Lance's move just now was open and upright. Even if it was the last sneak attack on Didra, it did not give people any sense of deception, and the dignified martial arts style.

The fat man said no: "You're right. People like you don't look like an insider hiding in the dark. Although your martial arts have some feeling of temple, there is obviously no one to learn from, and it is more self-taught. Then it must not be a master cultivated by the temple since childhood, and since you can master the holy fighting skills of the temple at this age, unless you are the heir of a high-level in the temple. But this doesn't make any sense, because I don't believe that any senior management will be willing to put a genius like you into the college as an insider. That's why I wait patiently for your explanation. But there are exceptions to everything, especially the people in the temple. Because of their skills, even if they do bad things, they may have a sense of light, so I can't trust you just by feeling. If you can't say anything to make me believe, or come up with the evidence, I'm afraid I can only apologize to you.

Lance lowered his head and was silent for a while and did not say anything, because what the other party asked happened to be the greatest privacy in his life. Sometimes even he was a little dreamy and did not dare to think much, because he was afraid that this was a dream and he would lose everything when he woke up.

After a while, he looked up and his face became a little strange: "I really can't lie, but since you insist on listening, I'll tell you, nothing else, because I've been depressed for too long and want to talk to people."

Lance's tone was a little low, slightly sad, but it was definitely not intentional, but sentimental. The fat man is a funny but indifferent person, which can be seen from his way of fighting. According to his temperament, he should have ridiculed him, but at this time, he did not. Instead, he became interested after listening to the statement. He did not speak, interrupted the other party's meditation, but nodded to indicate that he was interested in listening.

"Well, first of all, I can tell you clearly that I am not the inner detective sent by the temple to the college, because my full name is Lance Rosier."

"In the empire, there are not many names of Rosier, and I usually seldom pay attention to famous guilds and families, so I'm sorry that there seems to be only one Rossil family that I can remember in my head." Lan Jun spread out his hands.

"Don't be sorry. Naturally, it's the one you know." Lance said lightly.

"Oh? You mean..."

"Well, my father is one of the three magicians of the empire, Quinn Rosier." Lance said.

"The top magician, the son of Quinn Rosier?" The fat man raised his eyebrows. Then he suddenly laughed: "Among the three major magicians of the empire, the most famous one is your father. He claims to be the strongest in the realm of the Holy Magician in ten years. I have always wanted to visit him."

"Although you are very strong, it is like asking him for advice now. And the legends are basically false. My father has not been able to become a holy magician in ten years. Lance said calmly.

"Haha, interesting, although you are talented, it is limited to the martial arts category. People like us who have reached the realm of great magicians do not know whether they can reach a higher level or when they can win. I believe that with your father's realm, they also can't know, so naturally he does not I will tell you these questions. How do you infer that you know it?" Lan Jun asked with great interest.

"Because that's the truth." Lance said lightly.

"Hmm?" The fat man narrowed his eyes, and the other party's answer was very simple, but the meaning in the words was not simple at all. No one can be sure what will happen in the future. Even if they are the prophets of the orcs, they are not real 'unpredictable prophets'. They can only use magic to predict a general outline of the future, that's all. It was because of this that Lance's so indifferent but affirmative words shocked the fat man.

But he quickly calmed down and suddenly smiled and said, "Lance boy, but what you said doesn't seem to have anything to do with what I want to know."

"Of course it's related." Lance said, "First of all, you should know that the major forces have actually secretly trained inside detectives, and the college is no exception. However, these detectives must be trained by the toilet force since childhood. In order to ensure their sincerity, most of them chose orphans. So naturally, I can't be the inner spy of the temple. First of all, it doesn't make sense. Since my father is a senior member of the Magician Guild, he is definitely unlikely to make me an insider of the temple.

"Well, that makes sense." The fat man nodded.

"My father wants me to become a magician, but unfortunately I have no magic talent, so he has no choice but to cultivate my martial arts. When I was eight years old, I joined the Knights Association and graduated last year. This is recorded and can be checked at any time.

"I always knew that you were very young, but I didn't expect you to be so young. I saw you once in the library of the college. At that time, I thought you were the last student and could enter the three floors full of holy pressure. Your talent is really terrible. At least when I was your age, I was far from this. The same performance. So according to the time, the time you entered the library, you should have won the championship of the first library battle?

"Well, yes." Lance nodded.

"If you are really an inside agent, it's the first time I've seen such a talented and high-profile spy, haha. The temple is not willing to let people like you be a spy. That's too aggrieved and dangerous. But I still don't understand. The second time I saw you, it was on the edge of the Warcraft Forest in the east, where you and another temple knight were attacked by the strong man of the dark parliament. If I don't take action, you two may have to hate you on the spot. Hey hey, plus this time, you owe me two It's my life." Lan Jun said with a smile.

"It's true. I will repay this kindness, but with your strength, it seems difficult for me to repay this kindness." Lance spread out his hands.

"Hahahaha, I like the praise of others, especially the praise of powerful people." Lan Jun suddenly opened his mouth and laughed. However, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a serious interrogation time at this time, so he quickly stopped again.

"Well... whether to repay the favor or not, let's talk about it later. When the matter is clear and proves that you are not an undercover agent, I will definitely try my best to repay you, hehe.

"Uh, do you think about it?" Lance said with a smile.

He also seemed to understand that there was something wrong with his words. Lan Jun curled his lips angrily. He likes to joke, but it is limited to friends. If he treats the enemy, he will only make tactical jokes, and he is obviously not laughing. This young man felt very appetizing for him, whether it was his fighting style or verbal attitude, so Lan Jun found that he had some impulse to treat him as a friend. This is very bad, at least before everything is confirmed. As Lance said, he is not very good at lying, so what he said is sincere and convincing, and Lan Jun is not very good at interrogation, so when he asked, he was already biased towards chatting between friends, which made him very unhappy.

"Okay, you haven't answered my question yet." Lan Jun said, "First of all, I don't quite understand that you should not have any intersection with the knights of the temple, and the rules of the temple are very strict. Even if you know the knights or magicians among them, it is impossible to have a deep friendship with them and become friends of mutual trust, because there is no such time at all. So I don't understand why you two tremble for so long in the forest, like fighting like old friends, with the dark member who is about to restore the strength of the great swordsman; of course, more importantly, it is the holy skill of the temple on you, which really doesn't make sense. I believe that with the peak great magician, Lord Quinn It is impossible to get the most valuable skill in the temple. And I'm more interested in how you know that your father has not become a strong man in the Holy Land in ten years.

Lance was silent for a moment and did not directly answer the question that the other party was most interested in. Instead, he looked at the other party and said, "Well, yes, this is really not what his father can do."

The fat man was not in a hurry, but asked, "Then how do you explain it?"

"Because I once stayed in the temple for ten years." ......

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