Blooming Tower of the West Wind

Early the next morning, Virgil went to the kitchen to steal carrots and peas. He sat at the dining table and peeled the peas for half an hour, but no one showed up. After feeding Dvořák and Tius, Ben The two ladies who should have risen early still did not show up at the dinner table.

"Huh?" Even Tius felt something was wrong, and ran to scratch the door of his little friend first.Virgil followed slowly and knocked on the door.

"Theron, are you awake? What can you do?" He put his ear on the door, and heard a faint sound inside. After a while, Theron came to open the door.

The little girl just got up from the bed, with sleepy eyes and two unbuttoned shirts, Tius jumped in and spun around her feet.

"I'm fine. Any questions, Virgil?"

"Are you sure? It's already... It's already ten o'clock. I fed Tius and Dvořák, and changed the tower rock for Charmoder, but neither you nor the archmage got up."

"The teacher isn't up yet?"

"No."

Theron suddenly woke up from the stupor. Virgil saw with his own eyes that the mist in the emerald green eyes suddenly cleared, and the little girl passed by him, and ran up the stairs before the door could be closed.

Tius yelled sternly at Virgil's feet twice, and Virgil closed the door in embarrassment, "Okay? Okay? I'm not a bad person!"

Theron knocked on the door several times, but Hipper didn't respond. Usually, she would not knock on Hipper's door casually, so she doesn't know her habit of getting up, but the archmage should get up immediately when he is awake. The person who would go downstairs after getting up, since she didn't respond, she must have not woken up yet.

She couldn't go in directly, and when she was in a hurry, she suddenly thought of Lenning. Hearing her request, Lenning showed a very embarrassed expression, "You asked me to spy on the sleeping face of an archmage, what's the matter?" Obviously... not very polite!"

"But... But you also saw that she didn't look very good yesterday. She went to bed so early, but she didn't wake up so late."

"Then if I am attacked by the archmage, you must guarantee to protect me."

"Okay, I promise."

Lenning stretched out a transparent water tentacle, and moved one of his own eyes along the tentacle.The tentacles flowed in through the crack of the door with their eyes raised, and then slowly rose.

"Well, it's very dark inside, my lady... it seems that the curtains are drawn, the bed is messy, and the archmage is still lying on the bed... It's a pity that elemental vision has reached this level."

"Can't you go a little further?"

"Oh, this is too dangerous, too presumptuous! If only Hektra could be asked..."

"So, don't you think it's strange that you haven't seen Hector for so long? Come on, go and see if she's okay."

Lenning had to venture a little further.

"Ah, ah, so majestic, I think Your Excellency the Archmage is probably fine, how coercive is this..."

"Lunning, you talk too much nonsense."

"Shh, I'm near the bed."

"Just approaching? You are too slow!" Theron stood up, wishing he could open the door and go in.

"I've tried so hard!... She hasn't woken up yet, I think she's a little bit alert."

The state of the archmage was enough to worry Theron, she unscrewed the door, took off her leather shoes, and walked in lightly.Lenning turned pale with shock, and whispered, "Why did you come in! Oh, my God, my God, the sky is falling..."

It's not a long distance, but Theron felt it was longer than walking back to Aymecortes from the edge of the desert. She gradually approached the bed in the middle of the room, and saw that Hipper seemed to melt into a piece of white quilt, becoming up part of a relief on a white surface.

She was still asleep, her eyelashes flickering slightly, her breathing steady, her lips pale.

Theron was not quite used to her hairstyle yet, and couldn't help but smile after seeing it.But without the blood on her hair and lips, there was really no difference between her and the surrounding quilts in such a dark environment... Theron couldn't help kneeling beside the bed, reaching out to touch her face.

She was about to touch her marble-like skin. For a moment, Theron even felt that she would touch a cold stone. Fortunately, it was hot. She was relieved, and the soft skin made her reluctant to stop. , while Hipper fell asleep, she even put her entire palm on her face.

She suddenly realized that she had really grown up, and she could even cover Hipper's face with one hand, which is why Hipper asked her to "look like an adult" and measure her by adult standards ?

Then she would rather choose not to grow up... But Hipper didn't show any extraordinary preference for young children. From past experience, she preferred people who could be her equal.

Being young meant getting very close intimacy from Hipper, and kisses and hugs were never seen as inappropriate.But an adult mage will really be noticed by her. It is the appreciation among mages, not the teacher's praise for students.

Difficult to choose... Her thumb gently stroked Hipper's lips, trying to see if it was pale and hard to the touch... Unexpectedly soft, but dry and wrinkled, making people feel distressed for no reason.Theron's fingertips leaked a little light, and the water vapor condensed on the thumb, lightly moistening her dry lips. The touch from the fingertips indicated that under the moisture of the water, the skin of her lips gradually softened .

Hipper's brows suddenly frowned, and Theron felt her arm under the quilt move, realizing that it was a sign of her awakening.

Did I wake you up?She retracted her arms nervously, and knelt down beside Hipper obediently. Almost as soon as she had disguised herself, Hipper opened her eyes and sighed like hell, "Theron..."

"Teacher, do you want some water?"

Hipper seemed taken aback, and quickly turned to stare at her, "When did you come in?"

Theron blinked innocently. Hipper called her name just now!

"Well... just came in, I'm not... I didn't come in for no reason!"

Hipper raised her hand to her forehead, closed her eyes and asked, "So...why did you come into my room?" She still looked tired.

"It's already ten o'clock,... Virgil asked me to come up to make sure you are safe."

Hipper smiled slightly, blinked and asked her, "How, are you sure?"

"Well, it's confirmed, but there is nothing to eat now, only the leftover mashed potatoes from yesterday, do you want to eat?" She said and handed the cup by the bed to Hipper, watching nervously as she brought the cup to her mouth.

Theron was in a very disturbed mood. If the archmage didn't hurry up to drink water to moisten her lips, she would probably soon find that her lips were still moist for some reason, and then she would suspect herself.

"Okay... I'm really hungry."

"Then I'll help Virgil light the fire... can't he cook without us?"

Hipper smiled softly, "Can you let Lenning worry about it?"

"Oh, okay." After hearing this, Lenning couldn't wait to run away, for fear that the archmage would realize what happened just now and hold him accountable.

Theron lowered her head embarrassingly, she thought, maybe Hipper asked Lenning to leave just to make me less ashamed when I was reprimanded.

"Theron..."

"Teacher?" She raised her head to catch the archmage's gaze, but obviously, the archmage's gaze was not on her.There were only the two of them in the dark room, and a warm breath slowly diffused in the stagnant air.She knew it was Hipper's smell, the smell of old parchment being warmed.

The heat came from Hipper's body, through the thin clothes, the sense of presence was very strong.

"Thank you for coming back to save me." The archmage suddenly smiled and raised his head.

"Ah, that's, that's because... I'm sorry..." Theron clutched the quilt in shame.

Hipper patted the back of her hand tenderly, "Why did you say sorry?"

"Because you ordered me to leave."

"Obviously I didn't, I tricked you into leaving because I knew you wouldn't listen to me."

"But, but Virgil said that even if I go, it will only cause you trouble."

"Theoretically, yes, so Virgil won't come back to me."

"So...so..."

Hipper continued to explain, with a clear voice echoing in the darkness, "I am also opposed to this kind of behavior that only relies on enthusiasm to think 'what should I do' but has no practical use... in the process of your reckless running back Ri, do you have any plans?"

Theron blushed, and if she wanted to say it, it might just be her arms blocking the car, but Hipper urged her again and again, so she could only hold back her shame and said, "Lightning has its laws, we let Lenning touch the ground, and erected eight to ten yards. The height of the metal pole, and keeping a certain distance from it, can avoid electric shock. We plan to...use this...at least...in short, don't let you be attacked by lightning..."

Hipper gave a low laugh, "It sounds quite reasonable. I don't know how it will work out, and it can be seen that it's not particularly reckless. But you happened to save me, so I thank you sincerely. But I still I hope there will be no more next time."

Theron directly ignored the second half of the sentence, grabbed her arm and asked, "Teacher, are you really in danger? What do you mean by 'coincidentally' saving you?"

Hipper said: "Simply put, the lightning that was released from the core of my head at that moment did have a good chance of hitting me. A new core that happened to be generated."

Theron's eyes widened, and he was suddenly relieved, and his whole body tilted down.Hipper spread a smile, watching her reaction with a smile.

"It's, it's great!" She shook happily from side to side, her eyes suddenly fell on Hipper.

The archmage suddenly had a bad premonition, and quickly pressed down on her shoulders to prevent her from rushing forward.Jumping around on the bed undoubtedly violated the archmage's definition of "appropriate".

The author has something to say: Hello students!Miss me, right? ! !I have been relatively free these days, but I haven't reached [-] words a day... This article is really... too exhausting...

Chatting with a group of sisters today, they said that they suspected that they had signs of Alzheimer's disease when they were older

For example, words are difficult to express, and the connection between thinking and language is interrupted

I said I am! ! !I've been like this since I was hit on the head by my dad when I was 16!

They said you haven't been writing all the time, can't you?

In fact, if I don't write articles, I feel that the track in my mind will be even more inaccessible.

To be honest, I often find it difficult to choose words. It takes me a lot of energy to write a sentence clearly, which is why I often feel that I have no talent.

Basically, I have only one talent, which is my inexplicable ability to tell stories well, and other skills are all developed by writing millions of words.

So the author who has made great progress next time, please don't forget me, okay? ?

Alright, today you can touch your butt again. Are you happy? ? ?

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