Ryette smiled nervously, "What are we going to do?" She stroked her chest, there was a keel whistle there, but it wasn't the original one, she had returned from the Dragonfire Islands only to find that she had lost her magic paraphernalia, which was not hers, but given by Grenada, in order to ensure the "fine net" The guild can be unhindered on this continent, they may need to assassinate some spellcasters, originally Mage Antonio was their primary target, but unfortunately, this old mage has a rabbit-like alertness, as soon as he found out that the power of the guild has infiltrated his tower, he fled with only a few disciples he trusted- Unfortunately, she had lost the tool not in the guild's mission, but in her private business, and she had to sneak a copy of one to wear around her neck, but it was always needed - and for that reason, she was so tempted by her brother's words, it was so precious that it would never be sold if the caster held it in her hand, so if they could catch the black-haired spellcaster, she would be able to get her whistle back.

Maybe you can get more.

"A little conspiracy. The young warlock said, "I have the contact information of several merchants of the Dragonfire Islands here, and it is said that the new lord of the side island has signed several monopoly licenses to the merchants of Cape Fortress, and they are very unhappy about this, and if I ask for it, they will help." ”

"Aren't they afraid that their new lord will throw them into the shark pile?"

"They're good people," said the young warlock gloatingly, "a good man wouldn't throw someone into a shark heap, and when the time comes, they'll cry for forgiveness, telling their new lord that they're doing it out of necessity, well, because we've taken their most beloved little son or daughter." ”

"Then his wives can come out and weep and plead," Riwitt continued, "and they are always too concerned about fame." Of course. It's a good thing for us. ”

"And it must be based on the premise that we miss," said the young warlock, "and you have met them, so you should know something about them." ”

"Probably the trickiest thing is the mage," said Ryette, "and you may have heard that the lord of the Eastern Crown Island is dead. Naga beside him also died, and Naga and his descendants were supposed to inherit the Eastern Crown, and now ...... The one," said Rywitt, knowing that her brother would know who it was, that the Naga belonged to him, and that he himself was not on good terms with Ostal, "was very annoyed, but just like your mentor." He was busy dealing with the Norman affairs in the Highlands, and he couldn't get out of it for the time being. ”

"He should keep his mouth smaller. The young warlock scoffed unscrupulously at the fact that the Norman and Dragonfire Islands of the Highlands were far away from each other, and even if there was a high-level errorless teleportation, it would be a little too difficult to take care of both places at the same time. "Those people were there when they died?"

"It's supposed to be them. ”

"That's weird, Naga isn't a weakling, and the Eastern Crown Lord has more spellcasters around him. And soldiers. ”

"I don't know exactly what happened because it was his youngest son who inherited the position of lord of the Eastern Crown. The little one is about to be frightened, and the Eastern Crown will be locked down in recent months - but as far as I know, the Eastern Crown has been attacked by Priest Talos, and perhaps this is the real reason, Talos's anger is not something a mortal can afford. ”

"I guess it's not very difficult for you to get some information. ”

"The Merchant ...... of the Side Island"

"There's me. ”

"Isn't that great," he said. Ryette's expression became relaxed: "Where do you live now?"

"I thought there was nothing in the White Tower that you didn't know. ”

"I have to respect any spellcaster, especially my brother. Reichette said duplicitously that, in fact, she had not found the place where the Warlock had landed.

"Where do you want me to live?"

"Flo's Temple, how's that?" Ryette leaned forward. Stretching out her slender fingers, she placed them at her brother's throat, the most vulnerable, but also the most sensitive: "I have twelve priests here, young, fresh, and beautiful, and no one knows how to serve men better than them. ”

"It sounds very tempting," said her brother, grabbing the not-so-peaceful fingers, putting them to his lips and bantering them with his teeth, "but I've got a good spot on it." ”

"Where?"

"The highest place in the White Tower. ”

Rawitt frowned and withdrew her finger, "Don't tell me you have your eye on the sanctuary of Rosada if 'Mother' knows you've stepped in there, unless you're ...... Otherwise, I can guarantee that I will have no brother at sunrise on the third day. ”

"Why," said the young warlock with a smile, "the White Tower has an abandoned tower, don't tell me you don't know where it is. ”

"Ah," it dawned on Riyette, perhaps her brother had already taken the lead, "Master Antonio's tower, you've been there for the past few days, haven't you?" Because it is said that Antonio's dead disciple turned into a ghost wandering there all day long, few people approach it, even if her thieves have different courage than ordinary people, but they will also be afraid of whether there is any magic or mechanism left in the mage tower, and the casters are very disgusted with mortals using the caster's things without permission, including his tower, if a wandering mage sees the abandoned mage tower inhabited by outcasts, the best way to deal with it is to drive them all away, and the worst way is to kill them all in it to add a new legend to the tower。

However, a caster can live in a tower if the tower's owner allows it or if the tower no longer has an owner.

"It's not very comfortable there these days. ”

"I can make it comfortable. ”

"But if you want this tower," said Rywitt, "you must ask for it." ”

"To whom?"

"The master of the White Tower and the Partridge Hill, our little lord, Anrui. ”

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"By the way," the young warlock was stopped by his sister before he could leave Ryette's room, "tell me your name." ”

"Don't you even remember my name?" her brother raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"You know what I'm talking about. "Of course I won't ask for your real name, but at the very least, you should tell me your current variant name." ”

The young warlock pouted thoughtfully, he didn't think that Reit would really be such a stranger to him, but he also understood what Reicht meant, "Rika. My name is Rika now. ”

"Rika. Rewitt put the name in his mouth and repeated it several times, if it was in dragon language, then the word meant raven, but the law according to which a warlock's variant name was twisted was only known to them, and the name that was eventually restored was not necessarily a raven.

"Yes, Rika," said the warlock mildly, "the name is contractually valid, and that's what you want to say to me, right?" Okay, I'll make a contract with you. ”

"A one-word contract is worth ten thousand vows. Ryitt said.

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That night, Ricka met with Ann Rui, the lord of the White Tower, under the guidance of his sister.

Ann Rui ...... A woman to describe who had heard that she was half-human-like elves, and that she was supposed to be as adorable as a lily of the valley, but as soon as Ricka reached the door of the reception room where she met her lord, she smelled a foul stench that even goblins might not be able to bear, a stench like a mixture of many bad smells - the mucus of drunken vomit. Goblins' loincloths, orc poop. The rotting bodies of prostitutes, the offal garbage of the fish market...... He cast a spell on himself before he walked in, taking pity on the lord's maid.

But when he saw the maid, he understood that the maid was like a beauty when she stood beside Anrui, but in no way could hide her flat and shaved nose. It seems that the lords of the White Tower have solved this problem well.

Anrui sat in a special seat, and the reason why the seat needed to be special was because her body was no longer so suitable for a normal seat - her body was still divided into two halves, the normal half was not obvious except for the pale complexion, but the abnormal half was strangely bloated. She looked like she was hundreds of pounds, every inch of her skin was blue and red, dark purple veins lurked under the skin like fishing nets, and the muscles wrapped in muscles were easily reminiscent of a sturdy horse or cow, and her lower limbs were no longer able to wear shoes, and the bulges needed to be covered with ten times the cloth on the other side, and her arms, if they could be said to be arms, ended in octopus-like wrists and feet, each with fanged suckers, and at the sight of Rika, she raised her wrists and feet tiredly, and motioned for him to sit down on the seat on the other side。

"I've heard Rayette say," said Anre, yawning wearily, "You want Antonio's Tower?"

"A tower that has been abandoned. Ricka paid attention to the half-human, half-dragon, half-elf monster, and as soon as she noticed her trembling ominously, she immediately revised her words, "But it's a magnificent building, and it would be a shame to let it sit unfilled." He said, "I am willing to pay a hundred gold coins a year as the cost of leasing it, and if that mage Antonio returns to the White Tower, I am also willing to move out after a certain time." ”

"Come back?" Anrui said vaguely, "No, I don't think he's coming back," she raised her finger, "No, they abandoned me, they, Antonio, Adelle, Demont......" She looked at the zenith with blank eyes, "They're all gone, without any nostalgia." Leave me ...... alone."

I don't think there's anything wrong with you, Ricka said in his heart, and it seems that Demont was killed by you, and Adelle's exile has the most direct relationship with you, as for the poor mage Antonio, if he is not vigilant enough, he may have to stay with you forever.

"Will you allow it, then?"

Ann Rui didn't seem to hear what Rika was saying, her eyes shifted to Rika, one of them had protruded from the socket, Rika could see a few blood vessels at the back of the eyeball, it was crumbling like a ripe, rotten grape, enough to give everyone who saw it a nightmare for a whole month, but Rika was an exception, as a red-robed person, there was no shortage of such things in his own room and in the Mentor's Tower, and he even looked at the strange face and the twisted body with some appreciation, and the abnormal places might have been expanding, expanding to the point of pushing the normal part outwardAnrui's face looked like a monster with a half-mask on it, and the body was like two puppets forcibly sewn together, and the intact part was leaning to one side and lifted high, so that even the small foot could not fall to the ground, it only hung there, dangling slightly with Anrui's movements.

"Ann Rui, my dear?" reminded Ryette softly, and she walked up behind Ann Rui and put her hands on her shoulders without mind, "It's late, Ann Rui, my esteemed master, why don't you let us finish this as soon as possible?

Don't talk about Anrui, Ricka also smells it, the sweet aroma mixed with the stench is disgusting.

An Rui moved, she opened her eyes in confusion, looked around, as if she didn't understand why she was here, she wanted to stand up, Rui Yi Te held her down violently, people with dragon blood not only have magic, but also have much more power than ordinary people, but just like this, Rui Yi Te failed to hold An Rui, not only let her "stand" (If it is said that standing up with layers of flesh is also standing), and provoked Anrui's anger, she opened the mouth, her teeth were not only half transformed, in fact they were all sharp fangs with small barbs, she grabbed Anrui's neck with a wave of her hand, and screamed sharply, thanking the gods, which gave Rika time, and he threw a spell that snatched Ruiette back from Anrui's fingers.

The lord of the White Tower was completely enraged, and although her body was bloated, she was as agile as a ferret with its tail stepped on.

"The Endless Abyss is below," Ryette shouted from behind Rika, "she's never been like this. ”

"Don't let me know this is another ruse of yours," Rica cried, "or I'll roast you for her!" (To be continued.) )