It was a delicate girl wearing a silk corset embroidered with gold embroidered in pale blue. Descending from its pearl-white waist was a long snake tail embedded with tight green scales.

Her head of snake hair danced softly in the air, like a ivy swaying gently in the breeze. The eyes are as clear as the water of a lake, clear and deep. It is clear, as if it can illuminate the dark night sky, and it is so deep that it seems to suck the soul into it.

And in the deepest part of that eye, Barrit's figure is reflected.

When our brute adventurer looked at this Medusa, the corners of her mouth turned up and her smile was hazy. With Barrett's gaze, Medusa leaned over lightly, and her head of snake hair also lowered slightly with this movement, and bowed slightly to Barrett.

Her eyes weren't fatal, no, they were "deadly".

"Okay, I'm just letting you look at her to make sure I'm not lying to you. It's not about keeping you glued to it. The mage's voice rang in Barret's ears again, "The way you're now, it makes me wonder if you're really petrified. ”

"Ahem, sorry. Barrett dodged again. He leaned over and picked up the 'blast' on the ground to hide his embarrassment. Fortunately, the brown paper bag was wrapped quite tightly, and the snacks inside did not fall out of any pieces.

"Trust is the first step in getting along with people, and although we have taken this step a little bumpy, we have taken a step forward. The mage smiled and said, "Grace, bring me a glass of sweet plum wine." You know, a glass of sweet plum wine after 'work' couldn't be better. The name of the one we give us again is ......."

"Barrett. The barbarian adventurer replied.

"......Something more for our guest named Barrett," the mage looked at him, "what would you like to drink?"

"Rye beer, thank you. ”

"Then give our guests a glass of sweet plum wine. The mage said to Medusa.

“......”

Medusa smiled and bowed slightly, then twisted her waist and slid to a wallward full of all sorts of weird bottles.

Barrett wondered if the bottles in the closet were filled with wine. Because he saw that the liquid in one of the bottles was constantly tumbling and bubbling like magma, but the bottle seemed to be well sealed, and no gas escaped, while the liquid in the other bottle occasionally shimmered with a glimmer, which was like a swimming fish, from the bottom of the bottle to the mouth of the bottle, and then disappeared again, and in other bottles, the liquid contained in it was like asphalt, giving people a viscous, The feeling of heaviness, and the bottle will shake itself from time to time, as if it contains one, which can fulfill people's wishes......

Demons, that's an interesting idea. Barrett imagined the mage in a bottle and couldn't help but snicker inwardly.

Immediately afterward, he saw the Medusa, named 'Grace', and reached out from the cabinet to take out a long column bottle containing a dark blue liquid, opened the bottle, and poured the liquid into two glasses.

Are you sure it's sweet plum wine?

"Come and sit, unless you have hemorrhoids on your butt. The mage sat down on a strange chair that seemed to be flowing slightly like a gelatinous monster, and beckoned to Barrett, "There are actually two other mages in this mage tower besides me. As you may know, there will never be just one mage for every mage tower built by a magic chapter. But I don't think you should want to meet them, and likewise, they won't come to see you. Trust me, those two guys aren't as good at talking as I am. ”

Barrett suddenly felt that this sentence sounded so familiar, as if some mage with a strange temper had said this.

He obeyed the mage's call and cautiously sat down on another chair next to him. The flowing rubber chair sinks slightly, but it still easily bears his weight, and fits Barritt's shape, slowly adjusting and changing shapes to make him sit more comfortably.

It doesn't feel bad. The mage's stuff may be too peculiar to be incomprehensible, but it's never useless.

When Barrett sat down, the Medusa slid silently in front of him and smiled as she handed over one of the glasses of dark blue liquid.

Barrett politely thanked and took the strange glass. At this moment, his fingertips accidentally touched Grace's fingers, intentionally or unintentionally, and a cold, delicate, and soft touch spread from his fingertips in an instant.

In an instant, all the snakes on Medusa's head turned to Barrett at the same time. They stared at him with scarlet pupils, opened their mouths, and spat out snake letters, making threatening sounds.

"Shhhhh......h

Her eyes were so bright that Barrett could clearly see her own reflection in them, and from the reflected eyes, she could see her eyes again.

"As I said, no man would ignore Grace's eyes. The mage's smug voice sounded in his ears, interrupting Barrett's impolite gaze, "I know that men don't get bored of watching it for a whole day, a week, a month, or even a year. ”

"Ahem, you're right. The brute adventurer graciously admitted, and then changed the subject, "But I want to know my answer, you said you would tell me." ”

"Grace, take the donkey away and send it to Merry, I plan to taste the 'dream' tonight, and it must be good. Master Alvin instructed Grace.

When Medusa led the donkey away, he turned to look at Barret, "Giethoorn?, it's been a long time since anyone mentioned this name." The mage in front of him said in an inexplicable tone, "It is not an exaggeration to say that it will take at least a hundred years. ”

"Why?" asked the brute, confused.

"Because, this town is sealed, sealed in another dimension. The mage's face was a little more serious, but then it relaxed again.

He picked up his glass and motioned to Barrett, "Try this sweet plum wine, I mixed some energy potions, and added some blueberry juice and aloe vera juice, trust me, it tastes good." ”

The wine tasted rather strange, like the mage in front of him, but it wasn't unpleasant. It's just that Barritt's mind is obviously not on this at the moment, "Why is this town sealed?" he strongly wanted to know the answer.

"More than 300 years ago, the 'Giethoorn Town' was located more than 200 kilometers north of the city of Shamrock, and it was a relatively wealthy town, because it was rich in a kind of goat that could grow four sheep's horns. The Master said, "The horns on the goat's head are of good quality, hard and tight, and they feel good to hold. Many pipe merchants and weapon dealers like to go to the town to collect sheep's horns and make them into pipes or dagger grips. Among those horns, the horns of young goats that are one or two years old are the best......"

"I'm sorry, Master Alvin. Barrett had to interrupt the mage's ramblings, "Well, what I want to know is why this town was sealed, and I don't care what it was originally producing. ”

Then, the barbarian adventurer smiled again with what he thought was "friendly".

The mage looked at Barrett with a little displeasure on his face, "It's really disappointing, if you were the other two guys, you would be blasted out by now." Good thing you're lucky, because I'm a good talker. ”

Mage Alvin took another sip of the strange sweet plum wine, "Why was it sealed? To put it simply, there was a big hole in the space near the town, not a crack, not a small hole, but a very large hole. ”

"It's like a person's body being pierced by a spear. Venerable Alvin gestured his finger to Barrett's heart, "And on the other side of this hole, there is a connection to the dark realm, the negative energy plane, also known as the ......."

"Plane of Death. ”

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