I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 175 Awakening

"My head hurts!"

Lancelot opened his eyes drowsily, looked at the surrounding scene, and found that he was lying on the hard bed in the basement of the castle.

The boy sat up and covered his head, recalling what had happened before.

At Lilith's request, he sent the prostitute Shirley to the end of the market. However, he did not see the so-called alliance carriage, but instead got a poisonous apple.

"Bang!" Lancelot snapped his fingers, and a white ball of light floated into the air, illuminating the entire room instantly.

Lancelot picked up the clothes and trousers behind the door and put them on slowly.

The boy stared blankly at the simple wooden table. He only remembered taking a bite of the poison apple and then losing consciousness.

He had no idea what happened next, but Lancelot could guess that he had been tricked.

"Shirley, damn bitch, don't let me touch you again!" Lancelot fastened his belt and said viciously.

Then the boy bent down, picked up the leather shoes beside the bed and put them on his feet.

No, I can't do this again.

Lancelot decided to learn a lesson from this incident, including the fact that he had been charmed by the night elves in the arena, which was undoubtedly a fatal weakness for a warrior.

Although Shirley's figure is indeed very attractive, just like the poisonous apple, if you are not careful, you will fall into the trap of beauty.

Now that he has returned to the castle safe and sound, there is a high probability that Harvey or Bolton saved him. I am afraid he will not be so lucky next time.

"I will never be tempted when I see a beautiful woman in the future, even if I have big breasts!" Lancelot secretly swore in his heart that he decided to take care of his lower body and become a real man with self-discipline.

After putting on his shoes, Lancelot stood up. The white ball of light was very spiritual and automatically avoided the boy's body and floated to the other side of the room.

Lancelot found a piece of white paper on the table with a line of cursive calligraphy written on it: "When you wake up, go to the small hall on the third floor. I will wait for you here."

The boy raised his eyebrows, guessing that this should be the note Harvey left for him.

Next to the note lay a sky-blue ribbon. Lancelot put his long silver-white hair up in his hands and tied it up with the ribbon.

"Creak~!" The wooden door was pushed open with a harsh sound, and Lancelot walked out quickly.

The boy walked through the dark and damp corridor, stepped onto the spiral staircase, and arrived at the small hall on the third floor two minutes later.

"Here you come, Lancelot."

The red-robed mage sat on the wooden table near the window sill and stared at Lancelot who walked in from the door.

"Lord Harvey." Lancelot bowed deeply to the other party, then walked to a chair on the right and sat down.

"Lancelot, how do you feel now?"

"Well, not bad." Lancelot smiled and nodded, then asked curiously: "Lord Harvey, what happened that night?"

Hearing this, Harvey crossed his arms, his expression became a little more serious, and said, "Someone wants to kill you."

"Kill me?" Lancelot looked confused. He was unfamiliar with the place in Blackthorn. How could anyone want to kill him?

"Lord Harvey, I don't remember having any enmity with anyone."

Lancelot's tone was full of confusion. It was also the first time for him to meet that bitch Shirley.

"Lancelot, have you forgotten what happened in Pasha's Tavern a month ago?" the red-robed mage said with a slight smile.

When Lancelot heard this, he suddenly realized that it was the night he obtained the dragon crystal.

"Sir Harvey, you mean that Leo and Harvey bribed Shirley in order to take revenge on me?"

"It's probably understandable, but their goal is not just revenge, but your performance in the arena." The red-robed mage leaned back on the wooden chair and looked at Lancelot with calm eyes.

Lancelot blushed when he heard this. The game between him and the night elves was completely abused. It can be said that the victory was very disgraceful.

"Forehead"

"No matter what method you use, as long as you can win, reasonable use of the rules of the game will make the battle easier." The red-robed mage shook his head and continued: "Many brave warriors are powerful, but they are all defeated because they have no brains."

"Master Harvey, I understand."

Xavi's words made sense, and Lancelot felt that the game was no longer so shameful.

The red-robed mage coughed lightly and said, "I remember that you used fatal ignorance to neutralize the night elves' attack, right?"

"Well, that's right." Lancelot nodded.

"Caesar should know your identity as a magician. They obviously don't want you to win this competition, although I don't know the specific reason yet."

"I see, Master Harvey, was it you who saved me that night?"

"No, it's Bolu." The red-robed mage shook his head and denied.

"Boru? Didn't he leave the Blackthorn?"

Harvey looked at Lancelot quietly and did not answer the boy's question.

"Lancelot, the apple Shirley gave you was injected with a lot of toxins. Although I have used magic to remove the negative effects, your body is still very weak. Please stop doing high-intensity training in the past two days.

"

"Okay, Lord Harvey."

Lancelot said as he glanced at the wall clock on the wall. The hour hand stopped at three o'clock in the afternoon. It seemed that he slept until the next afternoon.

The light outside the window is very abundant, and the golden sunlight pours in, making the furnishings in the entire small hall unobstructed.

The red-robed mage's tone became a little more serious, and he asked the boy: "Lancelot, are you hiding something from me?"

"No." Lancelot looked confused. He didn't understand why Harvey suddenly asked himself this question.

"When I came back yesterday, I found that two books were missing from the bookshelf." The red-robed mage supported his head with his right hand and said slowly: "You took away "Perfume Beauty" and "Weapons, Magic and Heraldry", right?

."

"Yes, yes, sorry Sir Harvey."

The red-robed mage smiled slightly, but was not angry because of Lancelot's theft. He said lightly: "Lancelot, take my things and at least let me know."

"As you command, Lord Harvey."

Lancelot was relieved when he heard this, but at the same time he was a little confused.

[Isn’t there another book, which seems to be called Traveler from Another World? Didn’t Harvey notice it? 】

He originally wanted to ask Harvey what the steam age in the book meant, but after thinking about it, he finally held back.

"If there is any special situation, you must inform me in time. I have asked Bolu to handle Leo's side."

The red-robed mage sighed as he spoke, seeming a little tired of what happened recently.

Lancelot was also feeling a little unhappy, his luck was still as bad as ever.

"Also, the reason why I came to you this time is not just about poisoning."

(End of chapter)