Dawn of the Grey Tower

Lin sat by the window, staring blankly at the trees outside the window. This small building in the heart of Molten Iron City near Fort Hammer is extremely quiet at this time. This is a matter of course. The owners of the houses in this area are basically businessmen. As early as the wind of the rat plague came, most of the residents had already fled to the interior of the kingdom with all their belongings. It is a large uninhabited house. This is not the same as the molten iron city that Lin knows. The former maid is very sure of this. Those businessmen have isolated themselves from most of the city ’s residents to reduce their dealings with vulgar and indecent people. . But they did not realize that what was really isolated was actually themselves.

The sound of the "click" opening of the door attracted Lin to turn her head. After she saw the person coming in, her mouth unconsciously smiled. "Welcome back, Mr. Depp." The haze on the curse's face quickly dissolves under the influence of this sentence. The spellcaster rarely shows a relaxed expression, walks to the woman's side, and puts his hand gently on the latter's shoulder on. "I said that it was just a name I made up casually." Lynn stretched out her hand naturally, put it on the hand of the curse, and looked up at the wizard's face. "But for me, it's better than the title of the curse. More real. I still hope to call you by this name. "The spellcaster shrugged," just whatever you want. "

Lin lowered her sore neck and suddenly remembered standing up from the chair. "You must haven't eaten yet! I'll go and see what's left in the kitchen." With that said, she didn't give the wizard any chance to refute to hurry to another room. Leaving Crow looking at his hand, the expression on his face is as if lost, and the ability to report the banshee will only take effect when contacted. But now it is not time to care about this. Compared with the feeling that he can only endure the countdown of death in the past, he can at least get a breath for a moment and a half, right? Thinking about it, the man in the robe with the crow emblem made it to the table and waited to enjoy his breakfast. The vegetable soup uniformly made by the army could not satisfy the discerning taste buds of the gray robe master.

Breakfast is served very quickly, and you do n’t need to taste it. You can judge from food appearance and aroma that they are worth waiting for. Lin, wearing an apron, was anxiously putting the tableware in front of the spellcaster. This was the first time she cooked for him. I wondered if the cooking skills she had learned before could satisfy the other party. The Crow took the napkin and pinned it at the collar, cut a piece of bacon that was still oiling, and put it in his mouth. The nasal cavity unconsciously made a sound of enjoyment. "Does it still match your taste?" "Of course, it tastes as beautiful as the sunset."

The ex-maid smiled assuredly after thinking for a while that she was appreciated. She hummed and wanted to go to the kitchen to clean up the pot, but she was caught in the wrist. "Sit down, let's eat together." The food on the table is actually not much, but the mandala doesn't like to eat too much. A small amount of fine food can provide the proper nutrition and will not burden the stomach. This It is the way of the spellcaster. Lin was forced to sit at the dining table, but she did not eat anymore since last night. Although her view of the world after the awakening became a banshee has changed from before, it does not mean that You can ignore the fierce fighting last night. On the contrary, being able to sense the characteristics of every dying person made Lin's night not easy. Every death made her heartbreak, and every person who escaped the mortal doom made her happy. In this interlace It is naturally impossible to want to sleep or rest.

"Don't clean it after eating, it's better to go to bed first." During the meal, the curse inadvertently said, and his eyes quickly swept Lin's eyes that were slightly heavier due to lack of sleep. Unexpectedly, the former maid shook her head and said, "That would not work, there will be many things to help after such a war. As a resident of Molten Iron City, I have to help them. After you finish using the meal, I will … "" Is this necessary? You are no longer a maid, or a resident of this country, you are a dead lady, and your existence is much greater than those of mortals. "The curse interrupted the other party. , With an impatient expression on his face. In his view, this kind of cheap work is just handed over to those ignorant ordinary people. Lin only smiled, then got up and went into the kitchen to pack things.

"Ding Dong" Lin who was cleaning the pot, heard the sound of the tableware hitting the plate. The probe saw that the wizard was no longer on the chair, and he didn't finish the food on the plate. The stairs leading to the bedroom made slight footsteps, and obviously the lady's insistence made the Crow very unhappy. Lin shook her head slightly. She wasn't afraid that the wizard would do something terrible because she disobeyed him. Although there was no reason for this, this subtle trust didn't know when it clearly appeared between her and the spellcaster. Although both of them kept silent, both knew that the two parties were in a strange relationship.

After leaving some food on the living room dining table and leaving a note to remind the currow to sleep and eat, Lin left a small building crouching in a basket. In fact, she had already prepared the things in this basket. The reason why she went out now was just to wait for the soldiers who went out to return safely. As she walked out of the building, the former maid's mood rose again. She looked back at the second-floor window, and the curtain behind one of the windows quickly closed because of her eyes. "Poof" she certainly knew it was a curse, a sweet emotion rose from the bottom of her heart, making today's sunshine warmer and more comfortable.

It took Lin some time to walk out of this residential area. When the silhouette began to appear on the front street, the former maid speeded up. On this day, many people in Molten Iron City saw a magical woman. Some of them knew this little girl who grew up in the molten iron orphanage, and some saw it for the first time. ~ However, everyone who meets Lin will have a common impression and warmth on this lady. When she walks by, the sad people will be comforted, the tired people will regain their vitality, and the people in the tavern talk about her more than they talked about the war last night. People said that it must be the special care of God in this city before she came here at this time. But the strange thing is that although many people can call the name Lin, no matter who knows her before or who doesn't know her, they can't describe her appearance in any way. They just remembered that the woman had beautiful linen hair, and her skin as white as snow was exposed.

But for someone in the shadow, this reassuring lady is not so beautiful, especially when she is in a very bad mood. Qi Limeng took a sip of spirits, and she was born in the famous city of the heartless beach. She has an amazing amount of liquor. This spirit is the same as white water for the witch. "Cut, boring wine, boring person." Then, Qili kicked the body under her feet angrily. It was a man who looked about thirty years old. His throat was cut cleanly, The gurgling blood ran out of the wound. The witch ’s eyes were tightly locked on Lin in the distance. The purpose of her trip was to rescue Peg who was caught because of her “fault”, but now, the unhappy lady witch feels that she can save the short Before the short companion, have some fun. With a determined smile, Qi Li's mouth chuckled, and she looked down at the man's body, as if remembering something, she put the hip flask in her hand to the wound of the throat to let the warm blood flow in.

The witch shook the flask in her hand, and after making sure that the blood had been mixed with the liquor, she opened the lid again and took a sip. "Well, this tastes a bit interesting."