It was cold, monotonous, and dreary, and there was an ambiguous gray everywhere, and the whole world was gray except for the pair of burgundy eyes in the mirror. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She even began to miss the dangerous creatures of the Void, and the only thing she could do every day in a world alone was wander around.

Gradually, she seemed to have forgotten how to speak, and for some unknown reason, she always stood in front of the mirror for a long time, gazing at the reflection of her pupils, as if to find the strength to sustain herself in this only color.

……

When Gordon and his companions descended into the depths of the cellar, a look of surprise was engraved on each of their faces...... Since they go out on adventures, they have long been determined to face danger, and as long as it is not a dragon that suddenly emerges, they can pretend that nothing happened...... But what's the matter with a village under the cellar?

Everyone seemed to be working honestly and peacefully, some of them knew magic, and Gordon couldn't figure out how they got daylight...... At least it looks like daylight, where every house grows vegetables around the house, and there is no market or currency in the small village, and people exchange their surplus for what they need in the open space outside the chapel.

It's as unbelievable that this idyllic sight appears beneath the dangerous Karazan Magic Tower, as if the underground gambling industry had reached the gates of Storm Keep.

Seeing Gordon and his group of outsiders, and then seeing the sharp weapons in their hands, the local residents seemed to be frightened, and the slow and peaceful atmosphere was destroyed, and most of them silently turned back to their houses, locked the door tightly, and made the outsiders very embarrassed.

They are adventurers, not a brotherhood of thieves in the wilderness.

An old man came to the leader Gordon with a trembling pestle on crutches, and he began to speak, but his tongue without teeth was always unable to pronounce it accurately, and it took Gordon a great deal of effort to understand what he meant in the chicken-to-duck dialogue—these people had lived in small towns on the ground, and many of them had worked for Medivan to support their families, but when the mage went mad, they hid underground, and finally escaped.

It doesn't sound credible, but who can deny what is in front of them?

……

What is real?

In this strange world, you can lie to yourself at first and say: this is a dream, but then you will gradually find it difficult to distinguish the dividing line between reality and illusion, and later, you may suddenly have an epiphany that the world in your eyes is not what it is.

Loria quietly looked at herself in the mirror, and after the initial confusion, confusion, and irritability, she had come to a new reality...... She didn't know what was going on in her or around her, but she didn't like what she saw, and she wanted to go back to the world she had lived in before, and she had to find the anomalies in this cookie-cutter, gray and boring world.

So far, the biggest anomaly is herself, or more accurately, her colored pupils.

She tried to blast through the pesky walls with magic, but it didn't work, and when she saw that the ice arrows in her hand had also turned gray, she couldn't help but start yelling indiscriminately, at first scolding the damn stupid dragon, although she couldn't figure out why she was here, but it was undoubtedly the dragon who started it, and then she scolded irrelevant things like softened cookies and hairy Ahri.

There was a burst of crying and laughter, and when she thought she was going crazy, she actually sighed softly...... It's always bad to have a big heart, and even if you end up going crazy, you have to endure longer torture than others.

Even if she had a novel at hand, she could read it over and over a hundred times and try to memorize it.

"It's me who is too greedy."

Loria knelt on the ground and prayed softly to the Light, and when she heard her voice, she resisted the urge to chat with herself, and continued to pray to the Light for salvation: "It's okay to give me a manual, as long as it has words." ”

Either Loria was in the blind spot of the Holy Light, or the Holy Light did not open the real-time courier function, and Loria's small wish was not fulfilled, but she still continued to pray, and later, just to be able to hear her own voice.

Her voice was quite nice, and she smiled shyly with a red face...... After staying in extreme conditions for a long time, people will really become strange.

And so, after a period of prayer, Loria came back to her senses from the divine prayer and began to apply all the magic she remembered to anything she saw in front of her eyes (including herself).

Some wouldn't have been...... I still can't ...... But many alternatives have been found...... For example, the blizzard that was supposed to fall from the sky at this moment all started from the magic array in front of her and shot away in the direction she was facing; Or when she tried to grab the black patches with arcane power, she tossed herself up.

When he comprehended the Arcane Hand, he developed the levitation technique, and he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

The novelty of the new magic saved her from a desperate situation for a short time, and she just floated like that, changing poses from time to time, challenging even stranger ways of floating, and drifting slowly through the gray magic tower.

She didn't know how long she would last.

……

"Of course we yearn for the real sunshine, and we also want to return to the land where we have lived for generations...... Please help you to get rid of the wandering magical creatures and the undead. ”

As if sensing that Gordon and his party had no ill will, a young man with a sharp voice finally ran out from among the inhabitants of the underground village, who listened and translated the elder's words and shouted the adventurer's answer.

"We're going to Medivan's Magic Tower, do you have a way?"

Gordon did not agree to the other party's request in one go, but put forward his own conditions.

"There are dangerous undead in the magic tower, and the passage to the tower has been sealed by the magicians among us...... Help us drive away the threats on the earth, and we'll open the way for you, with rewards far beyond your imagination! ”

The young man in the village said loudly, for some reason, he looked expressionless, was he too nervous?

Gordon scoffed, he didn't think that such a village in the middle of nowhere could give any good reward, the real precious financial report was hidden in Karazhan's magic tower, as long as he could find a way.

He turned to discuss with his teammates, and although some of them suggested attacking the village directly and forcing them to open the so-called seal, after a show of hands, most of them still agreed to help first.

"Deal."

Gordon bypassed the young man who was passing the message, smiled and shook the hand that had grown in the village, and the other party responded with a wrinkled, aging smile. (To be continued.) )