Carlin closed his notebook again, and suddenly felt a little nostalgic for the "all-knowing eye", the somewhat talkative magical creation!

Now that he has five rings, he has been working hard for a few years, maybe he can break through the six rings and see him again!

"Eat!" An unpleasant voice came from outside the door, it was Moros's voice.

Indeed, I was in a hurry on the way, and the last time I had dinner was in the morning, and now it is almost ten o'clock in the evening...... Not to mention the experience of two illusions, which consumed a lot of physical strength, and now I am indeed a little hungry.

But Carlin remembers, putting on the blindfold.

……

Moros was ahead, leading Carlin to the kitchen.

Walking out of the hut and turning a corner, Carlin saw the stone statue again.

He looked up, for he suddenly felt that the stone statue had a somewhat familiar appearance.

"A statue sent by the priests of Northshire!" Moros said coldly, "To thank the Astral Mages for helping them solve the threat of the Gnolls...... The Astral Mage casually placed the statue here! ”

Carlin nodded, and he noticed that the statue was an image of a saint.

"Hurry up, or the food that has just been heated will be cold!" Moros reminded.

"Hmm!" Carlin looked away and continued to keep up with Moros.

When he walked up to the third-floor dining room, Carlin suddenly noticed that things were a little messy, with many pots and pans in a mess.

"Cook, this guy went to bed so early again!" Moros shook his head: "I should take the time to count her recent performance to her master. ”

But looking at Moros's performance, it doesn't seem to be the idea of sorting out these things.

Moros glanced at Carlin, as if he had read through his thoughts, "It's normal for us to do this, after all, the castle is huge, and the astral mages don't have a sense of time!" ”

Carlin didn't quite understand what the other party's logic was, but he nodded.

"You're different, you're an assistant and not a servant like us, you don't have such a privilege! Anytime an astral mage needs you, you must be willing to be available. Moros reminded with a little sternness.

"I understand, that's what an apprentice should do!" Carlin replied casually.

Moros froze suddenly, then bent down and coughed heavily......

After almost a minute, he looked up and said weakly, "No, elf, you're not an apprentice yet...... Not even half of it! ”

Carlin understood what he meant, "I know, I'm just an assistant, Lord Medivan's personal librarian, right?" ”

Moros glanced at Carlin with some appreciation, then paused, and said slowly, "There have been many assistants in the castle, and you are the best one...... After all, it's only you, and you'll ask old Moros for an eye patch......"

Carlin was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "There used to be many assistants in the castle?" ”

Moros stared at the railing of the balcony and did not answer Carlin's question in time.

Downstairs in the hall and in the adjacent reception room, there were a few large tables and some chairs, which were very neat, and it was evident that Medivan rarely held banquets.

Moros suddenly spoke, "I don't remember if it was twenty or thirty...... There are dwarves from Stormwind and Ironforge Castle, and elves like you have been here before...... But you're the only one from Dalaran......"

It seems that the rumor before Dalaran is true! Carlin turned around and smiled lightly, one thing was certain: Medivan really needed an assistant.

"How long have they been here?" Carlin continued.

"A few days, some just a few hours...... Not even a single elf even went up to the tower! Moros whispered, pointing to the blindfold, "A lot of them got caught up in this, you know, and then ran away in fear when they woke up!" ”

Carlin nodded.

The table had arrived, with a large chunk of hard bread on the table, and a strange "vegetable" made of roasted meat, vegetables, and some mysterious sauce, and a small bucket of water beside it.

"Is this going to feed an animal?" Carlin asked, pursing his lips.

"No...... It's your dinner! Moros replied, "I reminded you that Cook is a terrible cook...... Moreover, she seems to have misestimated your appetite! ”

"That's it!" Carlin sat down, soaked the hard piece of bread in the water a little, and then barely ate it...... As for the "dark dish", he had no desire to look at it at all.

Moros left the restaurant when Carlin began to eat, and then returned about ten minutes later.

What he was holding in his hand was a pair of black glasses!

"That's what you're asking for...... Right? Moros asked, "Quartz glasses you want!" ”

Carlin nodded, put down the loaf of bread, and picked up his glasses to take a closer look.

The glasses are black throughout, and their workmanship is very rough, apparently casually polished...... But the luster is shiny, and the material is definitely not quartz or anything like that.

When I put it on, my vision dimmed a bit, but it didn't get any way of obstructing it...... And it's very comfortable to wear!

According to the rough understanding of alchemy back then, the material used to make these glasses seems to be "ink crystal"?

"How did this thing come about?" Carlin asked, curiously.

"A nobleman from a western farm, brought it to implore the Astral Mage...... Then I chased him away, but he kept it...... The Astral Mage said it was a piece of quartz, and threw it to Cook, who used it to make a few pairs of glasses ......," Moros replied.

"It doesn't seem like quartz, it's a precious material...... Carlin explains softly.

"Precious? Is it worth thousands of gold coins? ”

"Not really...... Up to ......"

"If not, forget it!" Moros shook his head: "Cook said it was given to you...... She has built a total of three pairs, one for each person in the castle, but unfortunately I have an eye patch, and the astral mage doesn't need to ......"

"Thank you very much, I'll thank her in person when I see her!" Carlin said hurriedly.

"Cook loves to sleep...... You'll have to be lucky if you want to see her......" Moros said, taking back the blindfold he had given Carlin with some regret.

……

Back in the room, Carlin took out his staff and reworked the mirror finish of the glasses......

The mirror surface is much smoother...... When you wear it, you don't feel the sight obstructed at all, and it's very comfortable!

Carlin smiled and looked at the bronze mirror in the room......

Looks like a good fit!