The royal capital of the lion, the port area

Although the waterways that flow through the city were once overrun by abominable water spirits, the ugly monsters were fortunately only interested in pulling the living into the water, and did little damage to the buildings around the docklands and the goods parked here. When Cheese walked out of the hut that the witch had lent him, the mage held in his arms the still sleeping Kolanty, whose sleeping face was quite calm, and it seemed that the time had not affected her. The Grey Tower's secrets are naturally impossible to reveal to fellow spellcasters, and unlike Gloria, Kolante has remained in this state since she was teleported to the Grey Tower. At this time, the blonde witch is like a princess waiting to be awakened in a fairy tale, even if she has been sleeping for a long time, her body magically stays at the moment of sleep.

But the careful gray robe still noticed two small red dots in the shadow of his nominal fiancée's collar, which were traces of a vampire bite. Cheese frowned slightly, he knew that Ann Lina was the only vampire in the Gray Tower, but he hadn't heard anything about it from the senior sister when he brought Kolandy back. Shaking her head, the mage didn't think much about it, although An Lina, who was too old to be counted by her age, could control her desire to suck blood at will, but sometimes she would still suck blood for some reasons that seemed strange to others.

As he walked into the living room, Cheese placed Colandy on the bench by the fireplace, and he would never have had too much physical contact with the witch unless he had some other reason. The building's living room had been badly damaged by webworm spiders, and the damaged walls had now been nailed up with broken wooden planks from the surrounding warehouses, making the building more appropriate to its new owner.

"Mr. Cheese, is she alright?" said Sparrow, the little beggar he had befriended the mage on the streets of the royal capital, squatting in fear on a straw pile in the corner of the room. Although Cheese had convinced the witch to give the building to the little sparrow, the child was unable to accept his change of identity for a while.

"Don't worry, she's a real witch. Unlike Sparrow, Roland, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa chair, lowered his head and read the book on his lap in the sunlight between the wooden panels. After a short rest, the old man regained most of his strength, and in Roland's own words, he was able to mess around with cheese again.

The mage shrugged his shoulders, agreeing with what the magician in the big hat had said. He gently patted the stone statue in the corner of the living room, and the statue's eyes magically opened. "Felgen, help me take care of her. The rock puppet known as Felgen was silent for a few seconds before replying in a heavy, emotionless voice, "Your will, master. With that, it broke away from its pillar and brought a blanket from the kitchen and put it on Colanty.

"Mr. Cheese," Sparrow said with envy as he saw Felgen curled up beside the witch's bench like a real animal, "Can you teach me how to wake Felgen up? You know, if you do give me this house, I can't protect it alone. Children always have a longing for magical magic, and although Cheese refuses Sparrow's request to learn from him, Little Sparrow doesn't really give up. No, he wanted to convince Cheese to teach him how to activate the Rock Puppet with safety concerns.

The mage didn't understand human feelings, and Sparrow's careful thinking couldn't hide from his eyes, so Cheese chuckled, sat down on the chair next to Roland, shook his head, and said, "You kid." On second thought, however, the little sparrow's request was not excessive, and if he wanted to keep this house as his stronghold in the Greylion, a little proper protection was always necessary. So the wizard raised his finger and pointed lightly at the little beggar on the straw pile, and said to the golem lying on the ground, "Felgen, if I am not there in the future, he will be your little master." But remember, your mission is to protect this house and its friends, and you can't leave the confines of this house without my orders. ”

"Yes, master. Hello, little master. Feldgen nodded, and fell back on his stomach. Not to mention Sparrow, who jumped up excitedly after hearing the title of little master. Cheese leaned back into his chair and turned to look at the bearded old man, "Did you find anything?" Roland listened and closed the book in his hand for the time being, the book in his hand was the journal that the mage had brought back from the secret room of the Apothecary Society. Cheese didn't have time to delve into the journal after obtaining it, and if he asked his companions in the royal capital, apart from the mage himself, who had the ability to find the missing information in the journal and could be completely trusted, then Roland was the only candidate.

"I can't talk about it, after all, my pharmacy can't compare to yours, and most of the experimental records in this journal honestly I can't understand at all. The old man reached out and took off his broad hat, and at the same time opened the closed journal, flipped to one of the pages, leaning towards the cheese so that the latter could see the contents of the book, "But I found something else besides the lab report." ”

The mage noticed that the page of the journal that the magician showed had a yellowish mark on the edge, which was not found on any other page. But before Cheese could ask, Roland had already explained to himself, "This page was originally carefully glued to the back of the next page of the journal, and if you don't look carefully, you can't tell the difference in the thickness of the paper." What binds these two pages is a kind of elf adhesive that has no taste and is not easy to find, and it works very well, and is said to remain sticky for hundreds of years. I used this binder in magic, but found it too expensive to counterfeit and only a handful of elven apothecary makers, so I found a substitute. I didn't expect to come across it here. ”

The gray-robed mage nodded, and began to examine what was written on the hidden page. It is not difficult to see from the scribbled handwriting that the writer should be extremely nervous when writing these words. "It found" is the first sentence on the page. "It knows what I did, it understands what I did. Seeing this, Cheese frowned, the "I" in the text was obviously the author of the journal, that is, the crazy chief pharmacist, but what did the "it" in the text refer to?

"I don't know if these things will be seen, or by whom. I can only hope that the people who see these words are people of conscience, and I can only hope that when these words are seen, I mean those who have been distorted by the plague have not yet destroyed the world. ”......

"I've done my best, and by the time I realize what I'm doing, it's too late, and all I can do is make up for this little remedy. I hope that this small group of intelligent nezumi will be able to control their kind and restrain their behavior...... It won't be allowed, though. ”

Cheese read the words very quickly, then looked at Roland. "Looks like how we found those friends in Vale City came to be, didn't it?"