Dawn of the Grey Tower

From the sleeper's words, the cheese quickly learned a few things. The first is that his current visit is not beyond the expectations of the other party. The way the sleeper learned the news was probably her dream. Second, the information brought by the sleeper ’s dream is not 100% accurate. For example, according to her dream, the cheese at this time should be on the verge of scrapping the entire left hand. It is not just a scald on the palm . Third, that is the quality of sleep of the sleeper is really good, so that her house door was penetrated by a hole, she did not wake up.

"Okay, now I understand some things, but you have brought me more problems." The cheese said, arrogantly dug a large piece of ointment from the jar and paste it on his wound.

Druid elixir has a more popular alias, elixir. The preparation method of this ointment is extremely secret. Once the ointment has been adjusted into a completely different whole, it is impossible to know its composition. It is said that only the magicians who claim to be druids know how to prepare the panacea, and only the talents they approve have the opportunity to get these precious ointments. In fact, a wound like cheese only needs a shallow layer of panacea to heal until there is no visible injury. But the panacea can not only treat trauma, but it can also play a role in almost all diseases. In short, the more you apply, the more you cure. The mage's actions at this time can also be regarded as a small revenge for this behavior of the sleeper.

"All the problems come from the narrowness of the horizon and the occlusion of thinking. Hatch, of course, the biggest possibility is that you have drilled the horns too deep." Stretching up. After stretching out, she suddenly stared at the eyes of the cheese and said in a very serious tone, "My room was broken by you, and the tower is still so messy, so you have to take yours before repairing it. The room is lent to me to ensure my safety. You have no reason to refuse, because you would not have lived here for a while, and the meaningful things in your room have already been transported to your cheese by you. Going to the tower, puff, cheese, cheese tower, hahaha ... you are a famous genius. "

The face of the cheese is getting more and more ugly. Now he even wants to go straight away. The sleeper knows how many cities of ten thousand laws he does not want to ask. But he still has to admit that her ability is more important than the character of the sleeper. As a grey robe, efficiency is the most important thing. "My room can be lent to you. But the condition is ..."

"The condition is that you have to know why I know your behavior and all the news I know about the City of Ten Thousand Laws. Okay, I agreed, and take me to my new home. After a hole in the door, here It ’s no different than in the hallway, someone may throw a devil in at any time. "

Said that the cheese was quite agreeable. He turned around and planned to lead the way, but after walking a few steps without hearing the footsteps behind him, he turned back slightly and saw the sleeper looking at him with his hands in his hands. "What do you froze? Back to me, my bones are too brittle, and they will break on the ground." The mage opened his mouth for a few seconds. He suddenly felt that he was not talking to a fellow student, but was facing a certain person. A spoiled noble lady. This feels too bad, especially when he can't ignore this person. Not to mention anything else, if the sleeper ’s body is really as weak as she said, the Moroccan assassin just seen by the cheese can easily kill her.

In consideration of the safety of life in the same class, despite the fact that there were 100,000 unwilling cheeses, he walked over and carried the sleeper on his back. It felt like he was carrying a skeleton on his back. The sleeper's thin body hidden under a robe and white hair is completely unimaginable. Such a body, let alone beauty, may only be described in horror. The cheese walked on the corridor with the sleeper on his back, and felt like a corpse man. If it wasn't for the faint breath that he could occasionally feel behind him, he would almost think that the real identity of the sleeper was actually the undead.

"What's that? Long ugly." When the Moroccan corpse passed by, the sleeper expressed her opinion in this way.

"Morlock, a kind of underground creature, a well-trained killer." The cheese is the most concise introduction.

"Did you kill?" "I found that he was dead, but I don't know the specific time. The physical characteristics of this creature are very different from those on the ground."

"So, this is why you are late. Did you use anything related to him when you opened the door?" The sleeper's tone seemed to solve a problem.

The cheese had probably understood the meaning of the other party at this time. The sleeper had learned his visit by dreaming, and even predicted the result of his visit, and the Moroccan lying on the steps brought variables, which was The other party did not see it in the dream. "Well, I used his dagger. It is estimated that the dagger is now everywhere. The defensive magic on your door is more powerful than I thought. I thought you would be better at dragging people into dreams or other things. Similar means. "

"Who knows, this robe on me is no different from yours. Those guys still think you are just a **** who knows everything, and the teacher let you pass the graduation test because he has no interest in apprentices. But who of them knows what you have experienced? Hey, at least I ’m sure not everyone in the gray robe can beat the Demon Lord alone. "

"Let's dig into each other's end, as you said, but here everyone can hear and see." For the sleeper to tell his record, the cheese was not so surprised, since she can dream In the future, it is possible to dream of the past. But by comparison, he still hopes that the less he knows, the better.

The cheese room is here. At the strong request of the sleeper, the mage had to send her straight to the bed, and then saw her throw all the blankets and pillows on the bed. "These must be replaced with new ones. Also, the smell in your room is not good, there is a smell of dead bodies and scrolls, I do n’t know that you are studying necromantics. And this room is too What are you doing with so many bookcases? Are you afraid of them falling down and crushing you to death? There is that table, you ca n’t reach the other side with your hand, do you want to use it as an operating table? ...

The Master touched his head and listened to the uselessness of the sleeper in degrading his room from decoration to layout. He didn't understand that the current sleeper was in someone else's room, which meant that as long as the cheese was willing, the magic in the room would soon kill her. In this case, the living skeleton is still drinking to the owner of the room ~ www.readwn.com ~ This is too strange, isn't it?

After a while, the sleeper is probably tired. To be honest, she has exerted much more energy than her body can store to evaluate everything around her, so when her words gradually thinned, she The company is still a bit uncomfortable. "Water." The mage brought warm water to each other, and each room in the gray robe had a channel with groundwater sources, but the methods and ways of connection were different. The sleeping person took the water, took two sips and handed it back to the cheese. Just when the cheese was going to take some food to see if the sleeper who had recovered his strength had any new words, the sleeper took the lead in opening the topic.

"So far, you have performed well. No wonder the curse crow can treat you as a trustworthy person."

"How do you know ... of course you know. But he actually trusted me, which was really flattering." The cheese shrugged and took a chair to sit down.

"Actually, I am very similar to him, and very similar to you." The sleeper's red eyes always make people feel a little bit creepy when they look at each other.

"How to say?" The mage asked, he didn't think he had any similarities with the two.

The sleeper smiled, but all her actions except for her voice were intimidating, "Crow Crow, controlled by lifespan. I, controlled by dreams. And you, you are even worse than us, you Controlled by many things, but you haven't noticed it yet. "

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