Dawn of the Grey Tower

The sun outside was just right when we left the crypt. Atta dwarfed to confirm that no one around noticed her for a few seconds before carefully running behind the bushes. On the leaf beside her, a ladybug just crawled to the tip of the leaf. Several birds that were arguing stopped and turned their attention to the ladybug. On the blade of grass, a green bug with a cutter in its mouth was Cut the leaves to make your own dimples.

The vitality of life overflows in this man-made courtyard, and even just taking a few breaths of air here can make people feel the joy of being alive. It makes one completely oblivious to what kind of drama is going on here and how many actors are going to call it quits.

The kind mother of fertility and the cold-blooded mother of destruction are like two sides of a coin. The land that grows life also needs to absorb dead life as nourishment, germinate, grow, blossom, bear fruit, fall, and wither.

Life is not a single upward movement, it is more like a cycle, a circle, but it is not a good thing for individuals to complete this circle. People all hope that life will be longer, and it is better to become a straight line that continues forever.

Is that a good thing? The so-called life should not continue indefinitely. Is it a race that is limited by life expectancy to comfort itself? But for a race with limited life, the so-called infinite life is simply impossible to imagine.

Atta's lifespan as a human being has less than a year left. Her body is not aging, but it is already showing some signs. Every day, she feels that something in her body is passing by. If the body is a bottle , then she has bottomed out.

A certain growing irritability grows in the empty bottle, they don't usually affect Atta, but whenever she experiences intense mood swings, that anxiety and panic will secretly control her thoughts, and it will be a short life. Pain is the sorrow that knows that time is running out, it cannot be resolved, it cannot be ignored, and it is unwilling to coexist peacefully with Atta.

The dark green in front of him calmed the annoyance in his heart. Atta took a few deep breaths and slowly returned to his usual state of mind. She didn't know what was affecting her, whether it was pressure, responsibility, or something else.

In any case, now she can't make mistakes for her own reasons, at least not big mistakes. The most urgent task is to find two clothes for the goblin to disguise, and to find other people who may help them.

"Meow!"

Atta was startled by the sudden cat meowing, and immediately looked at the source of the sound. I saw a tabby cat intercepting the bird from the air and pressing its paws on the grass to feast on it.

Judging from the color of the cat's coat and the long hair sticking out slightly from the pointed ears, it should have nothing to do with Kailas, and Atta's fairy vision did not see the color that the same clan would have. It was just a wild cat.

What about Keras? Has he not found me yet? Or, is he on some other mission and doesn't have time to come to me? No, I can and must do those things without relying on him.

Atta shook her head and reconfirmed her position. She wasn't reckless enough to want to rob other people's clothes in broad daylight, and that would definitely arouse suspicion soon. So if you want clothes, you must take them smartly, preferably without even realizing the owner.

So where the clothes are lost, will the owner not know it? In the dormitory area, the clothes that are put in the closet will not be immediately discovered even if a few pieces are missing.

After making up his mind, Atta began to look for the direction of the target. Where would the dormitory area be? It should be the place where the fireworks are the heaviest. Thinking about it like this, she also felt a little hungry in her stomach. Even though she was not in an environment like the grassland, she had to eat wild fruits and plant roots that were hard to swallow. Maybe it would be a good choice to find something to eat first?

No, it's still more important to find clothes. Atta thought, and started to move carefully. She has a wealth of experience in wild life. Although she is not as good as the most experienced hunter or ranger in the forest, she can still avoid disturbing the surrounding wild animals or emit obvious signs. sound.

What she didn't notice was that the tabby cat that slaughtered the birds did not enjoy its prey. The cat's eyes stared straight at Atta's distant back, and then licked the hair on the front paws.

The cat wiggled its ears, turned around and dropped its prey, and walked in a certain direction. But it didn't take a few steps when the vines hidden in the fallen weeds suddenly attacked and grabbed the hunter's hind feet!

The cat tried to struggle, but a palm made of vines grabbed its throat, blocking its howls in its mouth. The sharp claws left traces on the vine in vain, but the owner of the vine was unaware of the pain.

"Mage's, lackey."

It's a bit unfair to say that, after all, it's not a dog, it's a cat. Of course, for tree vines, cats and dogs may not be the same. The vines went in along the tabby cat's mouth full of sharp teeth, disintegrating it from the inside.

So the tabby cat soon stopped struggling, its soft fur turned to ashes, and its body gradually shrunken and evaporated, leaving only a piece of skin, a few teeth, and a small piece of red opal.

The female swordsman was unaware of what was going on behind her. She was still advancing in this artificial forest, carefully avoiding every line of sight. However, she may have thought too much. The continued night payment of the goblin is not without a price. Recently, the courses of the School of Life will be slightly delayed, and the apprentices are naturally happy to enjoy more time lying on the bed.

Only a handful of apprentices who left the dormitory early for personal reasons wandered through the quiet school area in a very fragmented fashion. Even they, according to the teacher's request, avoided the woods far away, the green that they were proud of, now became unfamiliar and dangerous.

Under such circumstances, Ata's exploration can be said to be unimpeded. She can smell the smell of bread in the air, and if she can find the cafeteria, she can naturally find the dormitory.

The female swordsman's stomach began to shrink, and she suggested to her brain to change the priority of the target. Anyway, she had to steal it. It shouldn't affect UU reading www.uukanshu.com to get two pieces of bread first. But just as she was about to step out of the garden and into the shadow of the building, a cold hand covered her mouth from behind.

"!"

Atta is not a cat. She is a hundred times more dangerous than a cat. The moment she felt it, she completed the retreat and hit the attacker with her slightly inclined back shoulder.

The touch on the shoulders was hard and a little moist, not the touch of the flesh, nor the touch of the armor, but rather like she bumped into a small tree.

"Shh, I'm not your enemy. Go further and you'll be caught." A voice with a thick earthy smell came from his ears, slightly familiar.

"Denia?" Atta immediately thought of the tree demon they met the night they first came to the School of Life, the one who attacked Cheese.

"I've been called that, but this is not the time to discuss titles. Go behind me, someone's coming."

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