Leaving Raven's room, Cheese stood in the hallway and hesitated for a moment. The conversation he had just had with his fellow disciples was still echoing in his head, had those questions really been answered? He let out a long breath, leaving a white trail in the air. Was it so cold in the Gray Tower before?

Secret waves of magic came from the bottom of the stairs and made Cheese retract his thoughts, someone was fighting, fighting in the Grey Tower. But the mage didn't know who the two sides of the battle were, and when he returned from the molten iron, there were no more people in the tower than he had left before. Moreover, these latecomers are obviously as prepared as the Curse Crow was at that time, and each one is very careful when entering the tower, and I am afraid that no one can tell how many people are in this tower now, except for An Lina, the actual controller of the Gray Tower.

Cheese didn't care about the battle, and he didn't have any desire to learn about the initiators, participants, and outcomes of the battle. He walked towards the top of the tower, feeling the same magical aftermath coming from above. In the current Gray Tower, it is likely that there will be multiple armed conflicts at the same time. "Hum!" a dark shadow falling from above flashed at the edge of the mage's line of sight, falling into the darkness below. Judging by the vaguely captured shape, it should have been a demon or similar twisted creature that fell. This is also normal, duels between spellcasters, especially between casters of the level of gray robes, are often far less exciting than battles between sword-wielding warriors, their battles will not have fire, no thunder, only sudden death and unlucky monsters that have been pulled out of some distant space.

Under such circumstances, Cheese did not dare to activate the teleportation magic in the tower and send himself to the sleeper's room. The aftermath of the magic is likely to skew the teleportation effect, and if unlucky enough, the mage will likely appear directly in the middle of the battlefield after twelve steps or be transported to the place where the demon that just fell originally lived. In the same way, moving on both feet does not guarantee absolute safety. The best thing for Cheese to do at this point was to turn around and go back to the Raven's room, or simply stand still and wait for the battle to end.

But the mage was in a rather uncomfortable mood at this time, and he didn't do it. Cheese's eyes began to glow with magic, but the level of the glitter indicated that he wasn't going to war with anyone, but was just guarding against something invisible to the naked eye flying from his line of sight. At the same time, the cold iron amulet placed in the gray robe shirt has been pulled out halfway, and the mage can hold it in his hand at any time and use the characteristics of cold iron to resist the magic that attacks him. The cold iron that blocks magic is used as a talisman, and only Cheese does this in the entire Grey Tower.

The sleeper's room is higher than that of the crow and the cheese. At first, Cheese thought that the more they lived in the higher places, the sooner they would come to the teacher's door. Later, the mage found out that this pattern did not exist, and in Ann Lina's words, even though the Lord of the Grey Tower initially wanted to use the order of the rooms to identify the order of the apprentices, this situation was simply unrealistic in terms of the mortality rate when training in the Grey Tower. Later, the new apprentice had to be stuffed into an empty room at will.

Cheese doesn't have much of an impression of Greytower's death while training. He did grow up in the Grey Tower, but perhaps because he was deliberately protected, he didn't really witness the threat of magic before he came into contact with magic. But even so, in the process of growing up, the mage also experienced many times when the people he was familiar with completely disappeared, and it was only after this experience that he became numb to the life and death of the people around him. This is the case in the Grey Tower, where the only contact between people is in the classroom or in experiments, and the stress and lessons do not leave the apprentices with time to socialize. Walking up the stairs for the first time in a long time, Cheese found the feeling of fear when he first became an apprentice.

Footsteps, stop again. The mage stared at the staircase in front of him, and the expression on his face was complicated. He hesitated for a moment, then took out his gloves from his robes, hung the cold iron amulet around his neck, and then bent down as if to lift a heavy object and grabbed the air on the steps. A slight grinding sound sounded between the mage's hands, proving that he was not performing a mime as it seemed, and that he had indeed touched something that was invisible to the naked eye. However, after a brief fumbling around, Cheese didn't actually lift the thing, but used his fingers to dig deep into it and undo a button. Then, with a slight tug, a corpse appeared on the steps, and the mage's hand had a small piece of cloth that made his arm appear non-existent.

Halflings, to be honest, Cheese hasn't seen much of the so-called halflings, as this race usually likes to live in isolation and is not aggressive. Therefore, when he saw the body that was as tall as a child but had fully developed hands and feet, the mage immediately thought of them. But soon, as he turned the body over, Cheese dispelled the suspicion that the deceased was a halfling. Halflings don't have such hideous faces. The lines on the flesh showed the deceased grinning a lot, and his pale skin suggested that he was not exposed to sunlight very often.

Moroc, Cheese recognized the race of the corpse. This is a humanoid creature that lives in underground caves or abandoned mines. Some believe that they were cavemen who had adapted to the underground environment, while others believed that they were humans or elves who had been exiled to the earth in ancient times. In any case, the Morlocks are not creatures to please the inhabitants of the earth, they are cruel and cunning, and they have been made extremely selfish and cruel by the barren environment of the underground. How could a Morok be in the Grey Tower, with a cloak that could be invisible?

The mage continued to flip through the corpse, finding the dagger in the palm of his three-fingered hand that had been deliberately stripped of its reflective surface. The workmanship of the dagger is not exquisite, but the inscription on the blade is eye-catching, it is a spell used to break spells, not very effective, but enough to achieve unexpected results. This Moroc was an Assassin. To be precise, he was an Assassin who had been specially trained and equipped to assassinate the caster. This is a bit excessive.

Cheese put away the Morlock's dagger and cloak, which would soon appear in front of Ann Lina. Infighting, infighting. He can understand that there is a big fight between the gray robes for the teacher's legacy. Even if it hurts his life because of this, it can only be said that the person who lost his life is unlucky. But entering the Grey Tower with targeted minions and killers is another matter. Either way, they all carried the same robe.

"The Gray Tower should not be a battlefield. ”