From the sleeper's words, Cheese quickly learned a few things. First, his visit was not unexpected. And the way the sleeper learned the news was probably her dream. Second, the information brought by the sleeper's dream is not 100% accurate, for example, according to her dream, the cheese at this time should be on the verge of scrapping the entire left hand, not just a burn on the palm of the hand. Thirdly, the quality of sleep is so good that someone has broken through a hole in her door, and she doesn't wake up.

"Okay, now I understand something, but you're causing me more problems. Cheese said, unceremoniously scooping out a large piece of ointment from the jar and pasting it on his wound.

Druid elixir has a more colloquial alias, the panacea. The method of blending this ointment is extremely secretive, and once the ointment is blended, it becomes a completely different whole, and its composition is unknown. It is said that only those who claim to be druids know how to concoct the elixir, and only those they approve of have access to these precious ointments. In fact, a wound like cheese only needs a shallow layer of panacea to heal to the point that it is not obvious that it has been injured at all. But the panacea can not only treat external injuries, for almost all diseases, it can work, in short, the more you wipe, the more you cure. The mage's actions at this time can also be regarded as a small revenge for the sleeper's behavior.

"All problems come from narrow-mindedness and closed-mindedness, Hatche, of course, the biggest possibility is that you have drilled too deep. The sleeper looked like he hadn't woken up, and sat cross-legged on the bed while taunting the cheese and stretched. After stretching, she suddenly glared into Cheese's eyes and said in a very serious tone, "My room was damaged by you, and now the tower is still so messy, so you have to lend me your room to live in it before it is repaired to ensure my safety." There's no reason for you to refuse, because you wouldn't have been staying here in the near future, and the meaningful things in your room have already been transported by you to your Cheese Tower, poof, cheese, Cheese Tower, hahaha... You're such a genius for naming names. ”

Cheese's face became more and more ugly, and he even wanted to go away now, and he didn't want to ask about the City of Ten Thousand Laws anymore. But he still had to admit that her ability was more important than the personality shown by the sleeper. As a gray robe, efficiency is the most important thing. "My room can be lent to you. But on the condition that..."

"The condition is that you want to know why I know about your actions and all the news I know about the City of Ten Thousand Laws, okay I agree, hurry up and take me to my new home. Once there's a hole in the door, it's no different from the hallway, and someone can throw a demon in at any moment. ”

Cheese agreed, and he turned around to lead the way, but after walking a few steps without hearing footsteps behind him, he turned back with a little confusion and saw the sleeper looking at him with both hands. "What are you doing in a daze? Carry me over, my bones are too brittle, and they will break when they go to the ground. The mage opened his mouth for a few seconds, and he suddenly felt that he was not talking to a fellow disciple, but to some spoiled noble lady. It felt terrible, especially when he couldn't ignore this person. If nothing else, if the Sleeper's body was really as weak as she said it was, the Morok Assassin that Cheese had just met could have killed her easily.

Out of concern for the safety of his fellow disciples, despite the 100,000 reluctance of Cheese, he walked over and carried the sleeper on his back. It felt like he was carrying a skeleton. The body of the sleeper, hidden under the robe and white hair, is completely unimaginable, and such a body can only be described as terrifying, not to mention beauty. Cheese walked down the hallway with the sleeper on his back, feeling as if he was a corpse bearer, and if it weren't for the faint breath that could be felt occasionally behind him, he would almost have thought that the sleeper's true identity was actually the undead.

"What's that? so ugly. As she passed by the Moroc corpse, the sleeper said so.

"The Morlocks, an underground creature, trained killers. Cheese introduced it in the most concise way.

"You killed him?" "I found out that he was dead, but I don't know exactly when, and the physical characteristics of this creature are very different from those of the creatures on the ground. ”

"So, that's why you're late. Did you open the door with something related to him?" the sleeper's tone seemed to unravel a question.

Cheese had roughly understood what the other party meant at this time, the sleeper had learned about his visit in a dream, and even foresaw the result of his visit, and the Morlock man lying on the steps brought variables, which the other party did not see from the dream. "Well, I used his dagger. That dagger is all over the place by now, and the defensive magic on your door is more powerful than I thought. I thought you'd be pretty good at dragging people into dreams or anything like that. ”

"Who knows, my robe is no different from yours. Those guys still think you're just a bastard who knows a little bit about everything, and the teacher made you pass the graduation test because he didn't care about the apprentice anymore. But who of them knows what you've been through? Hehe, at least I'm sure not everyone in the grey robe can beat the Demon Lord alone. ”

"That's the end of digging each other's roots, as you said, this is a place where anyone can hear and see. Cheese was not so surprised that the sleeper told her about her achievements, since she could dream of the future, she could not dream of the past. However, in comparison, he still prefers that the less people know about his true situation, the better.

Cheese's room arrived. At the insistence of the sleeper, the mage had no choice but to send her straight to the bed, where he watched as she threw everything from the bed, such as blankets and pillows. "These have to be renewed. Also, the smell in your room is not good, the smell of dead bodies and scrolls, and those who don't know think you're studying necromancy. And this room is so big, what do you want so many bookcases for? Aren't you afraid that they will fall down and crush you to death? And that table, you can't reach out to the other side, do you want to use it as an operating table?...

The mage rubbed his head, listening to the sleeper degrade his room from its décor to its layout. He didn't understand that the current sleeper was in someone else's room, which meant that if Cheese wanted to, the magic in the room could kill her soon. And in this case, the living skeleton is still spitting at the owner of the room, isn't it?

After a while, the sleeper was probably tired, and to be honest, she had exerted much more strength than her body could store to evaluate everything around her, so when her words gradually thinned, Cheese was still a little uncomfortable. "Water. The mage brought warm water to the other party, and each gray-robed room had a channel with an underground water source, but the methods and ways of connecting them were different. The sleeper took the water, took two sips and handed it back to Cheese. Just when Cheese was about to get something to eat to see if the sleeper who had recovered his strength had anything new to say, the sleeper took the lead in opening the topic.

"So far, you've done well. No wonder the Raven can treat you like someone you can trust. ”

"How do you know... Of course you do. But it's amazing that he trusted me. Cheese shrugged and pulled up a chair and sat down.

"Actually, I'm very similar to him, and I'm very similar to you. "The red eyes of the sleeper always make people feel a little creepy when they look at people.

"How?" the mage asked, not feeling that he had any resemblance to the two.

The sleeper smiled, but her every move other than her voice had a threatening effect, "Cursed crow, controlled by lifespan. I'm controlled by dreams. And you, you're worse than us, you're controlled by a lot of things, it's just that you haven't noticed it yet. ”