Chapter 8: The Trapped Mage Tower

Fern strode downstairs, Quiai kept following him behind him, it was the first time she had seen Fern so angry, she didn't dare to say anything, so she had to try her best to speed up her pace so as not to be left behind by the mercenaries. The mages and apprentices who passed by along the way all looked at the two of them curiously, and some of the girls covered their mouths and snickered maliciously.

The two walked out of the Mage Tower in silence and walked through the streets of Lot for a while, until they were overwhelmed by the bustling crowd around them, and Fern stopped. "Go back, Quiai, I just want to go back to the hotel and have some drinks. ”

Queai walked to Fern's side and timidly looked at the mercenary's face. "Fern, I'm sorry, I should have thought that my raven would be spotted by them, I ...... The messenger should have been allowed to deliver the message. ”

"It's none of your business, Quiai, it's the old guys, they've already calculated to take advantage of us. Fern turned his head to look at Queai, and realized that the girl seemed to be a little different today, more charming than usual. "Kuiai, you seem to be a little ...... today Particularly. ”

"yes, you've finally found out, Fern. Queai's smile made the sullenness in Ferne's heart seem to dissipate all at once. "As soon as you entered Shawanneh, Etiès knew about it, and he told us that you would be there at noon today, so I started putting on makeup in the morning, although I was not very skilled yet, and I tossed around all morning, and only put on a simple light makeup, and I was afraid that you would not like it. As she spoke, the girl's face flushed.

"I'm sorry, Quiai, I didn't notice until now. "Fern felt guilty for focusing too much on Ness and ignoring Queai, who had written to me and who I had left her to dry. "Would you like to have a drink with me if you could, I live at the cheerful whistle. ”

"Is this an invitation, Fern? I'm afraid you'll have to be more sincere before I agree. Despite that, Queai had already taken Fern's arm and walked towards the front of the street.

The two walked into the cheerful whistle like this, and Clay looked at Fern's arm hooked by the girl in surprise, and nodded and smiled meaningfully at the mercenary. Fern bowed his head in embarrassment, and quickly walked to an empty table and sat down.

"What do you two want?" Klein said, looking at Quiai.

"You decide, Fern, I'll eat whatever you order. Quiai looked at the mercenary with a smile, this was the first time she had eaten alone with Fern, and the girl was extremely happy.

"Then a cup of jasmine tea, oh no, lemonade. The mercenary gave Queai a tentative look, and the girl smiled and nodded. "Just lemonade, a pot of rum, a bowl of vegetable salad, a pot of beef sauce, that's it. Seeing Queai nod in satisfaction, Fern exhaled with relief.

"Okay, you two, wait a minute, the most delicious dinner in all of Lotte will be delivered to you in a moment. Clay walked towards the kitchen, turning around and secretly giving the mercenary a thumbs up.

After a while the maid brought the food and drink, and this time, without saying a word, after placing it on the table, the girl gave a quick glance at Quiai, and ran back to the kitchen.

"What are your plans, Fern? I don't think Etiyesh and Fabioso would let you go so easily. Queai poured a drink for Fern and looked at him worriedly.

"You're right. Fern's gaze casually swept over the two guards who had also come in for a drink shortly after they returned to the tavern, and he lowered his voice. "I'm afraid they've sent someone to spy on me, and if I lead my horse out of Lot tomorrow morning, I'll be caught before I get out of Lot. ”

Quiai's hand shaking, and some of the liquor spilled outside, but she held back and didn't look back. "Is it so serious? They are great sages and archmages, how can they use such methods against you?"

"The best is yet to come, Quiai, they'll still be able to figure out a way to force me to comply, and you, too, will have to take on this damn mission with me. Fern's hand gripping the glass flared up.

"So what are we going to do?" Quiai looked at Fern in confusion. "Hessey would have helped us if he had been here, and although he was friends with Moses and Fabioso, he didn't bother with some of the practices of the Mage Tower, so he took the opportunity to guard the Tower of Doyle and stayed away from here. ”

"I'm afraid we'll have to rely on ourselves this time, although they won't do anything to us for the time being, but as long as we stay trapped here, one day they will have a way. Fern looked at the wine in the glass, his brow furrowed.

Kuiai took a sip of his teacup. "Maybe we can get out overnight, to a place where they will never find it. ”

Fern was silent, he couldn't let go of Niss, he knew that Niss would definitely stay in the Mage Tower, and what she had to do next would torment her even more. "I haven't figured it out yet, give me a few days and let me think about it. ”

Quiai lowered his head. "I know, you're still worried about Niss, but I don't blame you, Fern, really, I don't blame you. ”

Fern looked at the poor girl in front of him, and a trace of distress flashed in his heart. "Quiai, I don't deserve you to be so nice to me, you don't have to risk rebelling against the will of the Mage Tower with me, as long as I don't listen to them, they won't do anything to you. ”

"No, Fern!" Quiai looked up and looked at the mercenary earnestly. "I don't care what the will of the Mage Tower is, and I don't like to stay here at all, otherwise I wouldn't be staying in Dulus forever, I just want to ......" The girl bowed her head shyly. "With you. ”

Fern sighed. "But I can't promise you anything right now. ”

"I'll wait for you, Ferne, I'll wait for you. Queai snatched the glass from Fern's hand and drank it in one gulp, his breathing immediately heavier.

"Well, you can only drink this one. Fern took the flask to his side and thought about it. "I'd like to talk to Ray again, she should be on our side, maybe she'll have something to do, and ......" Fern hesitated, he didn't want to put Ness on the other side. "Ness, I don't think we can tell her about this, she takes the Mage Tower too seriously. ”

Queai pursed his lips and nodded. "So what should I do now? Tell me, Fern, and I'll do it for you. ”

Fern took the glass from Quiai's hand, filled it to the brim, and drank it down, looking at the girl gratefully. "You don't need to do anything for the time being, just act like nothing happened, and I'll tell you when I think about it. ”

The girl nodded earnestly, snatched the flask from Fern's hand, and filled the glass for him.

Fern came to the Mage Tower again the next day, and the guards didn't embarrass him, but let him in. Fern asked about Ray's room from the guard, and slowly walked up the spiraling hallway.

In about the same place as yesterday, a white skirt appeared in front of his eyes again, still a pair of white cotton shoes with only the toes exposed, and unlike yesterday, today's white skirt was printed with some silver patterns. "How could you be so rude to a lady yesterday, but for some reason I want you to be my bodyguard even more. The girl looked at the mercenary.

Fern raised his head, and only today did he have a chance to see the other party's face clearly. Although the girl stood taller than him, the top of her head was still only up to his eyes, and the long pale yellow hair draped behind her was slightly curly, and although her facial features were not as beautiful as Quiai's, they were still very standard. "I'm sorry, ma'am, I had a business yesterday and I wasn't going to be anyone's bodyguard, and now, I'm leaving. With that, Fern was about to walk past the girl again.

"Wait a minute!" the girl called out to the mercenary. "I heard that you actually broke the chair when you met with the Great Sage yesterday? The girl leaned in to the mercenary and whispered, "I like people of courage like you, and if you are willing to be my bodyguard, I will give you everything I have, including my ...... I think you know. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested. Fern replied impatiently and continued on his way up.

"Remember, my name is Grezla, you can come to me at any time, my room is on the twelfth floor. The girl said loudly behind her.