"I'll open the door in a moment, and you go and get a look at him. Stopping at the door leading to the top of the tower, the elf turned to the witcher and said, "He's been at the top of the tower, and it's been too long...... What's wrong with you?"

Hearing this, Lusa also turned around: Bulso was hiding his face and lamenting, looking loveless.

"I'm so ashamed of the witchers...... How easily he was fooled!" Bulso sighed, and kept muttering about how he was so stupid.

"Don't worry, Bolso. The elf patted him on the shoulder and began to comfort him: "Your face has long been lost. Pull yourself together. ”

"Is there anything so comforting as you?" Bulso looked even more depressed as he pulled off his blindfold, "Forget it...... Open the door. ”

So, the elf opened the door slightly and leaned sideways to give way. The witcher stepped forward and looked inside.

“...... Nobody's here. With a puzzled tone, Bulso pushed open the door and entered. The light at the top of the tower is so dim that you can see the sea up to 20 nautical miles.

"It's strange that he hasn't come down since he entered the top of the tower. Bulso pulled out his cane and looked around warily: it was clear that no one could be hiding here. There is no cover at all to cover him.

The blizzard was really big enough, and although there was a shed roof on the top of the tower, it still couldn't stop the snowflakes swept by the strong wind. In a few moments, Bulso was covered in snow and could not stand steadily.

"Where can he run?" Bolso's voice was so indistinct in the blizzard that they couldn't hear it until they had stepped onto the platform, "unless the old man jumped from the top of the tower...... Otherwise, there is nowhere to hide. ”

"This is the barrel of fuel he brought with him...... It doesn't feel right. Staring at the iron bucket on the ground, the elf covered his face with his arms, resisting the raging wind.

"What's wrong with the fuel?" Bulso put his cane across his chest, extremely vigilant: "Is it inferior kerosene?"

"You see, this barrel of fuel hasn't been emptied at all. Pointing to the iron bucket, the elf said slowly, "Although it is only half a barrel, it looks like it has been poured out...... However, the top half of the drum and the edge of the opening were not stained with oil at all, which means that it was originally half full. ”

"Then he just found an excuse to go up to the top of the tower and then jumped into the sea and escaped?" Half-convinced, poking his head out, the witcher looked at the reef below that was beaten by the waves: "There is a play." From this position, I can jump into the sea. The lighthouse is not very high, so you won't be killed by the sea if you jump into the water. ”

There seems to be such a saying...... If a person falls into the water from too high a place, he will be directly killed by the impact of the water. But Aya can ignore this physical law by virtue of the uniqueness of her body.

Before, when my father read novels, he always scolded and scolded, saying that these authors were sick in the brain, and always arranged the plot of the protagonist falling into the sea and not dying. He believes that according to the height, these people will inevitably have massive bleeding from their internal organs or be crushed by water pressure.

"I'll just jump down and have a look. Staring at the dark sea, Bulso shivered from the blizzard.

"Then you jump! The elf immediately encouraged him: "Jump, don't hesitate. ”

"Uh...... Forget it. I felt like I was going to freeze to death. Jumping up on the spot, Bulso immediately flinched: "Don't take it seriously." ”

In the next moment, a dazzling black-blue lightning bolt bloomed not far away, startling Lutha and almost falling to the ground. Just where the lightning struck the surface of the sea, a huge whirlpool was formed.

"This ...... This whirlpool!" Covering his right eye, Bulso gritted his teeth and stepped back slightly: "Even my right eye is starting to tremble...... Ahh

What a shameful and exaggerated line...... Quietly listening to the witcher's pretense, Lusha decided not to say anything.

"Ahem......" seemed to notice that both of them were very unconcerned about their performance, and Bulso coughed heavily, his face full of embarrassment: "Good, what a spectacular whirlpool......

"Hmm. Hurriedly gave the witcher the stairs down, and Lusa stared blankly at the whirlpool: "What a big whirlpool...... Good thing there are no boats nearby. ”

"Hey, haven't you really noticed the lightning?!" Sebodat's tone was already very weak: "Such a big black and blue lightning...... Don't tell me you didn't see it!"

"I see. But the lightning is gone, and there is nothing to discuss. It's not the first time I've seen this. The witcher stared at the whirlpool, his face full of solemnity: "Now the focus is on this whirlpool...... It was struck by lightning. Just look at it a little longer, and something will definitely come out of it. ”

"Mr. Bolso...... Sure enough, it's so experienced. Looking at the witcher with admiration, Lusa excitedly praised, "You said you've encountered this before, haven't you?"

"That's right, I've met twice. This phenomenon is caused by a powerful mage summoning monsters on the sea. His voice immediately became gloomy, and Bolso's image instantly changed from a funny man to a cold and handsome professional: "Below that whirlpool is connected to another world. Once the ship gets close, it will be sucked into the space-time rift. It's like when some teleportation channels are suddenly destroyed while working, the person who is teleporting will be lost in the rift of spacetime. It's all the same thing. ”

Wow...... So handsome...... Looking at the witcher's back, Lusha suddenly blushed a little. And at this moment, she also deeply felt the impermanence of the world: everyone has many faces...... But every side is real.

...... It is said that a philosopher has proposed that every human being has a personality mask and a shadow. Lusha didn't know much about it, but her father seemed to be quite obsessed with these theories, and spent her days studying them with her mother.

I don't know what happened to my mother's health. Although she was somehow saved from falling asleep when I was fifteen years old, she was so weakened after giving birth to me that she could not walk until later on. She has not shown any signs of improvement, which is really worrying.

"The lighthouse's watcher, I'm afraid it's the monster. Placing his cane on the railing, the Witcher's Eye seemed to be a little bloodshot: "If you think about it this way...... The old man who watched the lighthouse may have been the one who summoned it. It's also the other way around - the old man is a watcher who summons monsters when he is discovered. My eyes hurt terribly, and I must be a very strong monster. ”

"Then what do we do?" Hearing this, Lusha was a little anxious, "Can you stop it from being summoned?"

"Yes, but only if you can find the caster and interrupt it. After pondering for a while, Bulso suddenly said, "The caster's position should be able to see the whirlpool...... In that case......"

There seem to be a lot of places where you can see the whirlpools...... Placing her cane on the ground, Lusa felt extremely dazed: Could it be at the top of the tower?

Ellia awoke from her dream, and she dreamed of what the dream she had had from the night she was separated from her adoptive father had represented.

and, the true identity of those Shadow Demons.

Even...... He also dreamed of what happened somewhere while he was being eaten by a monster before the thirty-five bells rang at midnight that night. (Volume 1, Section A, Chapter 12: Late Autumn Dream)

"Come, son of angels......" A man in a purple cloak and a half-face mask leaned back in an armchair, leisurely looking at the doll in his hand.

"The illusions and dreams I've created are realistic enough...... Don't think it's unmistakable, it's all a portrayal of the Gate of Destiny. I wonder what kind of prophecy you read this?"

"Keep following this clue...... Someone will take you to the Sacred Wood Forest in the frozen soil soon, right?"

"By then, I'll be up to you for fun...... Don't let me down. ”

"After all, a mad dog who doesn't remember who he is is about to come out......"