Dawn of the Grey Tower

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Legend, how did it start and how would it end? Those stories that have been handed down from ancient times, whose prototypes are derived from survivors' oral narrations, sporadic notes on yellowish books, or are they preserved as pastimes by the existence records that have far exceeded human life span? I am afraid these reasons exist, and factors other than these reasons exist. The king of the Cangshi Kingdom, Hern Siegert, sat on the bed in the bedroom and looked at the moonlight outside the window. Many people think that as a king who has been an adventurer, Siget ’s personal life should be quite wonderful, and the fact that he has not been married so far confirms this statement. Although the people of Cangshi love their king, this does not stop them from writing a romantic affair for the monarch. But unlike most rulers, Siegt will not only punish these gossips, he even sometimes pretends to go to the tavern to listen to those stories, and laments if these are true, then How good it should be.

The king of Cangshi is not without desires, he is also an ordinary person, but in the early years, the encounter with his old friend Andre in the underground world let Sigut learn a cruel fact. Regarding Hearn, the fact that this clan is regarded as a royal family. That is their ancestors. The founder of the kingdom is not a glorious pioneer as it has been handed down. No, he is indeed a pioneer, but only with the help of some special pioneering methods. Mother of the Crypts, he responded to the call of the original King Cang and established a kingdom for the latter. But just like everyone else who has prayed for help from these evil gods, they always have to pay the price, that is, the life of all creatures in the kingdom that will be harvested when the ghost heart is out of the surface. Fair dealing, isn't it? The current king smiled and drank the fire lily in the glass, the magical liquor brewed by his closest friend Andre the Duke Hammer.

The blood of the Hern family must be cut off. Compared to the disappearance of a family, the loss of a surname, the rest of the kingdom is innocent. Siget stood up and walked to the table by the window. This table was a gift from the dwarf on his birthday. Without mentioning the elaborate selection and fine polishing of this piece of furniture, what the king liked most was Andre. The entire model of the hammer hammer was carved on the table by hand. The dwarf's craftsmanship is known, as early as the years of joint adventures, he believed that Andre only needed to put down his axe and pick up the chisel, and his carving was enough to make him famous among the nations. Grandmaster. The carving on the long wood-like and stone-like table in front of me is more exquisite, not to mention the mountains and rivers, all the settlements of the hammer hammer and the houses in it are also delicately carved, every time the king can always find it when watching The details he ignored earlier, he even thought that the carving on this table was the projection of the land. Today, when he was about to pour another glass of wine for himself, something incredible happened.

In the molten iron city on the table, this city, which was built by Duke Hammer for decades, was reinforced with dwarf technology and the defensive ability was still above the king capital. It suddenly collapsed down. It looks like the ground supporting the city shattered in an instant, and the hollow below the surface instantly pulled the magnificent city wall into darkness, but because all this happened on the model, it just made a puff Softly. Sigt was pouring the wine and was startled by the noise, shaking in his hand, the glass filled with liquor fell from his hand and fell to the ground to pieces of rubble. The king stared blankly at the molten iron city that collapsed on the table. He did n’t know what it meant. Reason told him that it might just be sculpted because the time was too long. But deep inside, the wild intuition told Sieg. Especially, things are definitely not that simple. Some extremely bad things happened.

"Your Majesty, has something happened?" The waiter outside the door asked from outside the door after hearing the crackling of the cup. The king looked at the molten iron city on the table and turned into ruins, and shouted to the people outside the door, "Send me to contact the Duke of the Hammer! Quickly, use the pigeons or send the messengers, I will sunset tomorrow Confirm the state of the hammer collar before! "" Yes, Your Majesty! "

"Wait," Siget walked to the bedroom door, opened the door, and grabbed the waiter's shoulder before it was too late. "Let Atticus come, I'll wait for him in the study."

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At the same time, the cheese that fell asleep because of excessive energy consumption also woke up in the witch's house. At the moment when the mage opened his eyes, the magical power in his eyes scared everyone around him, especially Coranti, the caster with whom the cheese is inextricably linked is one of the few in the room that can be felt A man with a huge magic force that suddenly burst into the cheese and disappeared instantly. When the energy in the eyes of the Grey Robes dissipated, Elsa dared to step forward and ask, "How are you feeling?"

The mage got up, and then he realized that everyone's room at this time was the former command room, and he was not lying on the bed, but just some hay wrapped in cloth. "How long have I slept?" "One day, but it may be because of the magical enchantment. The people in the king have witnessed the dragons much less than we expected." Elsa said, putting one The thing was thrown into the arms of the cheese, "This thing is back to you. The next time you do this kind of thing, please tell me first, Master Master." Obviously, this is the face of the cheese before the cheese. Ge ’s control is left to him, and he is actually very dissatisfied with the restriction that the dragon cannot attack the contractor.

"Sorry." The mage smiled bitterly and took the Dragon Dragon Flute in his hand, thereby restoring contact with the Red Dragon. After casually communicating with Migo and telling him that it was okay, the cheese put the flute in his robe. He glanced around the room, "Jack, what about them and Ms. Emia?" Coranti walked over, and the mage noticed that her eyes were still green, which may be a sequelae of the magical release last night. "Mother and Mr. Jack went to clean up the supplies. After the magic in the house failed, many things were thrown back into the real space at random. The mother is counting the items that can be used. Mr. Jack and Ms. Mona also have one-eyed ... The lady is assisting her. "

"Sorry, I've done too much." Thinking that the source of the magic failure was the dragon fire that he guided, the cheese scratched his head, and the expression on his face was awkward. "Please do n’t say that, if it ’s not you, we might be dead. Besides, although the defensive magic has lost its effectiveness, but the soup pot has not been affected, as long as it is still on, we can rebuild here sooner or later." The young witch looked at the mage, Sincere thanks.

The cheese nodded and stood up. Elsa gently supported his right arm to prevent it from falling. The mage who was really in a weak state did not refuse. With his help, he walked to the corner of the room where Lothar and Networm were playing chess. The count raised his head and chuckled. "You look pretty good. When I saw the traces of your fighting, I thought you would lie on the bed for at least a while." "If I can, I hope to lie down. Last few days. But ... "

When I saw the expression of the cheese ~ www.readwn.com ~ Lossa already knew that the other party was not here to console himself or thank him for helping him resist the attack of the ghoul last night. To his power. "Nothing but, let's say, what do you want me to do? Both me and my axe are happy to work for you." The cheese smiled at this reassuring smile. In his next move, the Witch Hunter It is necessary to match the powerful fighters. "Actually, I don't know if my guess is correct, but I think you might be happy to kill a lich with the hand of Hearn?" Yes, lich. According to the speculation of the cheese, the Edward Patriarch was transformed into an undead creature, and a powerful magical existence was added to its shovel. There is a high possibility that it was the lich he encountered when he was in Iron Fort. Since he did not die from the turbulence in space, the possibility that the other party survived and was also in Wangdu is very high. And if you want to deal with a lich who really has an undead body, the witch hunt is the best choice.

Just as a few people were talking, the door to the corridor was opened. Colanti turned his head thinking that his mother had returned, but frowned unconsciously when he saw the coming person. "What are you doing here?"

Rain ignored the witch, and this man, who always seemed to be sad, walked straight to the side of the cheese and said something softly in the mage's ear. "What do you say?" The cheese stared at the bard, and he couldn't believe what the other person said. And Yu just nodded lightly with an unavoidable expression, "You're not mistaken. Molten Iron City, collapsed."