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Halfway up the hill in the upper town sits a two-story castle with a clear blue body. Due to the low height of the castle and the tall and lush trees around it, most of the castle is under the shade of foliage.

The overall shape of the castle is very elegant, without too much complicated decoration, but through the simple and soothing line beauty highlights an alternative classical elegance. It is said that when many people first see this castle, they will think of it as a giant blue ice diamond that shines brightly.

The castle is by no means the most dazzling of the many entertainment venues in the upper town. Whether it is the bloody and cruel Colosseum of Batlló, the splendid Casino of Befe, or the ambiguous and charming Fengyue Island, they are all more famous and popular than this castle. But its serenity and tranquility are unique in the entire Uptown. That's one of the reasons why Durand loves it the most.

This castle has a very apt name: Blue Spirit Castle.

Durand placed his iconic musket on a round table made of blue stone crystals and sat down peacefully. He tapped lightly on the table, and an old waiter soon appeared in front of him, bowed humbly, and said with a smile: "Mr. Durand, I haven't seen you for a while, are you still 'Gray Roland' today?" ”

Durand also laughed: "Old Hult, when did I come here without ordering 'gray Roland'?" A qiē as usual. ”

"As you wish."

Ten minutes later, a huge goblet measuring 30 centimeters tall was placed on the table in front of Duland. There are two liquids in the cup, one scarlet and one light blue. The two liquids are distinct from each other, and there is no trace of blending. And the most bizarre thing is that the two are not layered up and down, but left and right, and I don't know how to do it. Old Hott put down the goblet steadily, and then flicked his fingers, and a faint flame immediately burst out of his fingertips. A reverent smile appeared on his face, and with a slight blow, the flames flew out with the wind and landed lightly in the goblet.

The mouth of the cup silently spewed out a pillar of fire more than a meter high. When the flames were gone, the original two-tone drink in the goblet was gone, leaving only a strange light gray drink.

"Pretty perfect." Durand exclaimed heartily.

"It's my pleasure." Old Hoth's etiquette was always perfect.

Slightly owed, old Holt quietly left. He knew that every time Durand ordered "Gray Roland", he didn't want to be disturbed in any way, so he left silently with great interest, leaving Durand in a relatively quiet environment.

This is the lobby on the first floor of Lanling Castle. It's like a bar, and I say "similar" because not everyone who comes here is here for a drink, in fact, only a small half of the guests have drinks on the table. The rest of the people sat in groups and threes all over the hall, gossiping about each other, or not saying anything, just sitting and staying. The waiters who come and go are roughly divided into two categories, one is the old man who is over half a hundred years old and has a good demeanor, and the other is the elf girl who is equally elegant and polite, but pure, charming and seductive.

But none of this has anything to do with Duland.

He took a small sip of "Gray Roland", and his lowered gaze always fell on the water in the cup, as if he could see something in it. As for the people or things around him, they have been completely ignored by him.

Gray Roland, the specialty drink of Blue Spirit Castle, is said to be concocted by few bartenders in the entire Big 6. It is a bizarre liquor, and it is said that the first person to create it was not a pure human, but a hybrid of a human, a dwarf, and an elf. The man committed suicide after leaving an explanation of the method and properties of Gray Roland. When he was found three days later, it was discovered that he had committed suicide after tasting the gray Roland he had concocted.

Gray Roland is capable of hallucinating people, and even powerful professionals cannot resist its illusion effects.

Durand stared at the surface of the drink, and others didn't seem to think anything abnormal, but for Duland, what he saw from it was a bright starry sky!

Countless rays of light intertwined, and finally converged into a large star of seven colors. The star is dazzling and incredible, but not dazzling, and everyone who gazes at it can't help but be shocked by its beauty. Durand is no exception.

This big star is Duland's hometown, Sendlow.

The illusion suddenly disappeared, and Durand appeared, and before he knew it, the cup had bottomed out. He smiled and sat up straight again.

After returning from every mission, Durand would come to Blue Castle. Every time I come to Lanlingburg, I order a glass of grey Roland. It's a habit he's developed over the past five years. Every time he tasted Gray Roland, he could see countless planes from the ordinary gray wine, and the center of those countless planes was Sendrour.

At this time, a pair of light and soft little hands pressed Duland's shoulders, and then gently kneaded them.

Durand didn't need to look back to know who was coming, and there was only one person in the entire Blue Spirit Castle who would do this and dare to do it. He simply leaned back in his chair, enjoyed the free massage with peace of mind, and said with a smile, "Good, continue." ”

"Yes, yes."

"A little to the left."

"Okay...... Is it comfortable? ”

"Hehe, with your massage skills, no one would say it's uncomfortable, right? Crystal. Durand laughed.

Crystal is a sea spirit and an attendant of the Blue Ringcastle. She had long aqua-blue hair with natural wavy curls that reached her waist. She has a delicate and youthful melon seed face, but her eyes are misty like smoke. Listening to Duland's words, she said softly: "So far, Crystal has not touched other men, nor has it been touched by other men. But Mr. Duland, if you don't do anything, Crystal will have to massage other men. ”

"Don't come ......" Durand waved his hand to signal the crystal to stop, and said angrily: "You haven't touched other men, I believe, but what do you mean by 'no' other 'men touched you'?" It's as if I've touched you. Also, if you don't want to, there aren't many men in the City of Shepherds who would dare force you to get a massage, right? With your young lady protecting you, I don't think there will be such fools and second-hand ......."

Durand paused, snorted coldly, and said, "Also, don't you pretend to be gentle and skillful, and deceive people?" It's not like I don't know what kind of person you are! ”