Dawn of the Grey Tower

When Lothar walked out of the alley, the cart with wood just stopped at the exit. The man who was supposed to be pulling the cart leaned against the rim of the car and whistle in the rain. It looks like he wants to be lazy, but anyone who is not good at lazy will not do it in the rain. . The Earl smiled, leaning lightly on the side of the car with one hand, turning over the car body and the wood piled like a Swift, and landed lightly on the ground. "I'm done, let's go."

"Are you sure? What about that girl? You wouldn't lay her down together, too?" Dahan looked at the alley, but his vision could only see a limited part, the presence of the corner made him not Fa saw three drunkards falling on the mud. As for the girl in his mouth, the witch had her own way to leave from here.

Lothar patted Dahan on the shoulder, thanking him. The latter will not ask any more questions. This is a heartbreak. Many times, many things do not need to be so clear. So the rough wheels began to roll again, advancing in the streets of Lost Heart. The two walked along, and the field of vision in front of them was slightly wider. This was not because they had reached the edge of the city. On the contrary, their current position was exactly the center of the city, where the black minarets should have stood. And now, it has been surrounded by a layer of fence. The stone ruins in the rain look like a monster dumped on the ground. "Who built this fence?" Lothar asked, and he didn't have it when he passed by last time.

"I don't know, but if you dare to build something here, most of them are requested by the witches. It is strange to say that this tower has been here for a long time, and there has never been a tsunami that has damaged it. It just collapsed this time. Now, many people say that this is because the behavior of the witches has angered Poseidon ... "Dahan quickly covered his mouth half of the words. He just realized that this is the most frequent witch in the city. local. I can't guarantee that my complaint will not be heard by a witch who happens to pass by.

Lothar tilted his head, and was accustomed to the big friend's indifference. In fact, the two of them first met because the silly big man was beaten because he satirized a group of sailors. At that time, the Earl, who was looking for a job, happened to pass by, and he was able to save a few of the sailors. Otherwise, the **** sailor hits people but it is not serious. The missing teeth and broken bones are just trivial. If you fail to do so, you will hurt the internal organs. Then in the heart of the heart, you can basically be sentenced to death.

When the two of them escaped into the shelter of the building again, the man pulling the car was relieved. "Did the witches surround the ruins?" Lothar repeated in a whisper. Judging from the situation in recent days, the witches did not call for manpower to rebuild the minaret, but they waste their energy on this ruin. Circled. The count always felt that this matter did not seem to be simple, and when he got home, he had to ask Pegg what was the matter if he had a chance. "Right, by the way, do you know where the big egg on the beach was transported?"

The big man stopped and scratched his head. He thought about it a little, "I don't know. I only heard that the witch sent the egg out later. As for where it was, whether it was cooked or fried. I do n’t know. But those who helped to transport the big eggs were confused for a while. Fortunately, the boat I took came back a few days later, otherwise I would have to be pulled. "

The rain is getting smaller, the weather at the beach is the same, as long as it is not a storm, the rain will always come and go quickly. After handing over the wood to the merchant to get the money, Lothar said goodbye to the big man and walked towards the seaside hut where he stayed temporarily. He weighed a few coins in his hand and shrugged his nose. The money was not much. At best, it was the money he and Networm had for a day. This is the case when selling coolies in the Lost Bay. If you really want to accumulate wealth, you must contact those things that Lothar doesn't like. Shaking his head, he drove the brain out of what he saw when he was looking for work, and the count found that he had walked to an area with more residents. As the rain dwindled, the vocals began to make noise.

"Sir, let's sit down and have a drink." A girl who looked a few years younger than Lothar ran out of the eaves under the lighter clothes and took his sleeves under the light rain. Or, she wants to pull. But where can Earl's reaction speed give her an opportunity? Lothar just sideways, avoiding the girl's hand in two steps, and at the same time backhanded his today's wages into the sac inside the belt. Walking on the street holding money always attracts all kinds of people, Liuying can only be regarded as the best of them.

"No, ma'am. Today's weather gives me little interest. I will definitely ask you for a drink next time." The count shrugged, pretending to be frivolous. This is the most normal reaction in this city. If he shows disgust or sympathy for each other ~ www.readwn.com ~ will make others strange. Of course, this is not to say that Lothar has become accustomed to this situation. Looking at the girl who should grow up under the protection of her parents, she fell on the street. How could he not be angry with the ruler of this city as a lord. But he also knew that the problem of Frustration Bay was not caused by the witches. This city had been like this before these black cats and crow daughters ruled here. The arrival of witches even indirectly protected the safety of women in the city.

Sometimes things are so ironic in the world. Lothar got rid of the street and stepped on the muddy road. In addition to the moist air after the rain, the nasal cavity gradually has some other taste, the taste of food. The Earl looked up and saw the sign in the shape of sausage on the house not far away. Maybe he should buy some food to entertain the visiting guests? As a noble's habit, Losa thought of this problem. Since this month, the staple food of him and the networm is basically dry bread and a small amount of fish and sour toothless fruits. As for vegetables or red meat, they have almost never seen it. The earl said it was better for him, but the situation of networms made him not want his female companion to be too restrained in his diet, even if he had limited money, he also hoped that networms could get balanced nutrition.

Okay, then go buy a little. Determined to pay attention, Lothar quickly approached the food store, secretly hoping to buy cheaper vegetables, even if not so fresh. But as the count opened the door of the food store, a kitchen knife flew across his cheek and nailed it hard into the wooden door frame.