Thousands of miles away, in a sprawling mansion with dozens of rooms, Fro's priest Memi stretched out her arms, sprinkled a wisp of spice from her fingers into a copper incense boat heated with pyroxene powder, and leaned over to sniff deeply at the rich, thistle-colored smoke rising from the furnace. And Penny, beside her, her eyes widened, curiously and intently following her every move, and she felt that this priest of Flo was mysterious and beautiful, full of charm that even a woman could not but be impressed with, and she was completely attracted to Memi.

"Come and smell it," Memmy called out in that sweet, hoarse voice, habitually, "Penny, this is a rarity. ”

Penny carefully cocked her nose and sniffed, she could smell pepper, redcurrant, honey, and other scents that she could not make out or how to describe them—the kind of scents she could smell in him after she and Berdwin had their full enjoyment, but more intense and obscene, they pierced her nose like needles, and she sneezed and shook her head, and when she realized what she had done, the layers of powder on her face could barely hide the heavy flush.

Flo's priest smiled tolerantly, "It makes you more beautiful." She said, picking up a tiny silver mirror, in which Penny saw her own eyes—too small to hold only a part of the face, which the noblewomen and the priests of Flo hung from their belts, both as decoration and for checking their make-up at all times— The former spinner's eyes had never seen so moving (although her vision was blurred), her black pupils were dilated to three times their normal size, her unremarkable brown iris narrowed into a thin golden brown circle, and her eyes were filled with tears, reflecting the drifting candlelight...... She blinked, and the eyes in the mirror blinked.

"One part myrrh, three parts **, half part belladonna, one part nitric acid, one part copper," Mei Mi murmured like a song, "Expensive, but worth the money, every man who sees these eyes will fall in love with its owner." ”

"It's ...... Magic, or magic?" asked Penny.

"It's just medicine," said Memi, adding a little more spice to the incense boat, "come on, smell it more—it has a lot of effect—Penny, you'll like it." ”

Penny did as she was told.

The smell of the smoke was strange and strange, and to be honest, Penny didn't like it at all, and wasn't used to it, but she did get a lot of benefits from Mei Mi these days, her skin became fair and delicate, her lips became red, and her room was swollen and painful. Memmy said that this was a sign that it was beginning to grow a second time, and that she trusted the priest of this Flo, and that the other noblewomen, the baronesses, the viscountesses, and even the countesses, were doing the same, and see, in this warm and luxurious room, there were not many beautiful women with nothing but a loose silk robe, and nothing inside?

Here they indulge in merriment, dancing, singing, drinking uncontrollably, tasting honey, telling jokes about men that can only be passed down between women, touching and kissing each other, and when they feel tired, they can either go back to their own room to rest or lie down on the spot, which is covered with white bearskin, and the velvet pillows piled up here and there are like the endless scarlet hills on the vast snowfield, and the soft and ** body of the woman is like a flesh-colored river flowing in the middle.

Penny took two more puffs, and after inhaling enough of the smoke, she felt that the smell did not seem to be as strange and pungent as she had thought at first, on the contrary, it smelled so fragrant and alluring, and she giggled, she thought of Baldwin, of their cabin, of their little dark mud hut, with whom their pigs slept, and the stinking heat radiating from the pigs and Baldwin's bodies, making her feel at ease and happy—her spirit preceded ** Defeated, and her body soon relaxed as her spirit relaxed, she fell heavily on top of Memi, who grabbed her arm and pushed her aside.

Flo's priest sprinkled the last of the spices into the copper censer, then turned his head before it could produce more smoke, "Penny, do you want a massage?" she asked softly, "I think you need a good pleasure." ”

Penny muttered indistinctly, and Memy shrugged her shoulders and stood up, she shook the brass bell, and a handsome young man wearing only a pair of silk pants pushed open the door and walked in, and as he knelt down beside Penny, Memy walked out quietly on tiptoe.

Plum Mi went straight through the hallway, turning at an intersection to the left side of the corridor, where she searched for the seemingly undifferentiated carved wooden doors, stopped in front of the door carved with a mandala and fennel flowers, and she knocked respectfully on the delicate knocker, which opened on its own, and then closed behind Meme.

The naked Baroness reclined on the bed, and she seemed to be the only one in the room, but Memy knew that the Baroness was not a spellcaster, and that she might have been busy entertaining a mage with her body just now, and the thought of this made Memi's nose ach involuntarily - when she was still in Sharp Jaw Harbor, she was with a half-ogre, halfling, A makeshift gang of thieves from humans conspire to rob a strange and wealthy traveler, but what no one expected was that he was actually a spellcaster, who killed Meimi's accomplice and knocked out Meimi's nose.

Memi healed her nose with a prayerful spell, but since then, her nose hurts whenever she sees the caster, and she always feels that it is a little crooked.

"How's our little sweetheart going?" asked the Baroness.

"I'm having a good dream. In addition to the ones she had said, the spices that had been put into the ship of the bronze incense were a concocted powder of a fungus called the Devil's Finger, which was said to be able to corrupt one of the most pious of white robes if used properly—and that it was the first time that Plum had heard of it, and that its effect was not as significant and direct as the bard had claimed, and that the priest of Flo thought that she had also inhaled the smoke with the Devil's Finger in order to win Penny's trust, and that it did not seem so difficult to get rid of. Perhaps this is where it is most dangerous.

However, there is one thing that Mei Mi can be sure of, and that is that the powder is indeed very expensive, and although it fluctuates from time to time, the price will not fall below a thousand gold coins, which will double or more if the caster needs it urgently.

Penny had told Maemy that she had given the Baroness five thousand gold coins, which was a lot of money, but the problem was that the Baroness had made a loss-making deal in terms of today's Devil's Finger Powder alone.

The priest of Flo tried to suppress and hide his doubts, and the Baroness, though she was only a baroness, was the master of this comfort zone, and the hem of her skirt and behind her might hide the man who could make Memi disappear with a single stroke of her fingers—she bowed her neck respectfully, and listened to her orders.

The lich was basking in the sun, and for an undead who had been dominated and supported by negative energy, it was no easier than Baldwin's bathing naked under the fangs of his enemy's swords, even though he knew the sun was good for his body now.

He opened his spell book, trying to rely on the memory spell to forget the unspeakable discomfort, but then he heard a knock on the door.

The man who came was none other than the lord of Thundercastle, one of Lord Bodwin's knights, and when he saw the mage, he immediately pressed his hand on his shoulder and performed a simple and quick wartime salute, and his chain mail and weapons rattled because of this action.

"Venerable Master Kremard," he said, "Lord has asked me to convey his apologies on his behalf—he must see you as soon as possible, and the matter is urgent and very important. ”

"Of course," the lich took the spell book into his arms, "but can I ask what it is?" "Don't tell anyone else who has been bitten by a snake or a demon pet, he doesn't have that much blood to provide for free!"

"Glenn the Thief," said the knight, stepping back to make way for the mage, "do you remember the name?"

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