The head is still aching. The pen, the fun, and the pavilion www.biquge.info blurred in front of him.

Lukka was on the verge of sobriety several times, and was dragged back into a coma by a rift deep in his soul.

Finally, he barely opened his eyes.

A pendant lamp in disrepair dangles from a dilapidated wooden ceiling. Is it still spinning?

"Ahh

Lukka rubbed his temples and sat up, the room still shaking.

The girl poured a glass of water from the kettle on the table and handed it over.

Lukka took the water, but instead of drinking it immediately, he looked up at the girl in front of him.

The other party was about sixteen or seventeen years old, and his thick blond-red hair was tied into a ponytail, and his hair color was like the rising sun on the sea. Her complexion was not fair, but a healthy wheat color, but her features were very delicate, and the cramped room seemed to be full of life wherever her eyes looked.

"What are you looking at? don't you know?" the girl tapped the empty kettle in her hand on the top of Luca's head.

Although the appearance is unfamiliar, Luca has seen similar movements a few times.

"Ollie?" Luca's voice was hoarse, as if coming from another world, "don't knock, my head is still dizzy, and it feels like the whole room is shaking." ”

Ollie laughed, "It's already shaking, it's on the boat." You're not seasick, are you? You're a pirate......."

"I'm not seasick, I'm ......," Luca was momentarily speechless, "I don't know what's going on." ”

"That is, your body is too weak, rest more. There is no doctor on this ship, so I will wait until I get to the port to find someone to show you. By the way, your parrot has been clamoring to come in, I'll let it in for you, it's always swearing......"

Ollie spoke very quickly, and Lukka was already confused, so he had to nod his head indiscriminately after her words, and he didn't react until the other party left the room.

"Parrots?

However, he was the only one left in the room, so he had to gulp down the water in his hand and continue to close his eyes and recuperate.

"Lazy ghost, get up!" a harsh and familiar voice came from the door, "and you, stinky girl! Let me out! I was kidnapped by you after taking a nap, is there any royal law?"

Ollie went and returned, carrying a jug full of water in her left hand and a huge birdcage in her right hand, in which a parrot more than forty centimeters in length flew up and down, fluttering from side to side.

"This bird is so ugly......" Lukka said, looking at the gray parrot.

The parrot seemed to be hit hard, and the little black eyes stared at Lukka for a while, and burst into an astonishing volume: "You're ugly! You're ugly! You don't even have feathers, you don't have a page in your belly! Illiterate! Idiot! Monkey who doesn't grow hair......"

Lukka wanted to fight back, but the parrot was so imposing that he failed to intervene several times.

Ollie put down the cage and the kettle and fled quickly, looking like the parrot's beak.

"That's enough, scold people again and tear you off page by page and burn it!" As soon as Ollie went out, Lukka immediately pierced the parrot's disguise.

"I'll go, do you recognize me?" said the gray parrot now, the original magic book.

"What do you want to do like this?" Lukka opened the cage door and released the parrot.

"Didn't you faint? I was trampled on the ground by these savages, and I wanted to fly but I was afraid of frightening people, so I made an illusion while they were not looking. As she spoke, the parrot landed in Luca's hand and re-transformed into an old book, with the footprints on the cover clearly visible.

Lukka gently wiped away the footprints, and was about to say a few words of comfort, when he suddenly noticed that something was wrong: "Didn't you call it "Encyclopedia of Magic Spells"?"

On the cover, a row of dark red words replaced the original golden title: "Records of the Dangers of Blood Magic".

The strange book jumped out of his hand, spun around in the air and turned into a parrot again: "I can call it whatever I want!"

"What is blood magic?" Lukka stood up, his face solemn.

"It's ......" The parrot's voice suddenly became smaller, and the next string of words was like a mosquito humming.

"Say it out loud!" Lukka asked, gritting his teeth.

"That's the way you use scrolls. Mana is low on health, using your blood as a medium to consume your life force when casting spells. The parrot stood on the table, bowing his head and ears, he had not been so well-behaved since the book was bound.

"You can really be more pitiful, you didn't tell me before!" Lukka sighed as he looked up.

"I'm telling you, don't you still have to use it, or are you going to rot in that cell? No, it's not rotten, you're going to be hanged, aren't you?" Lukka couldn't resist the parrot's series of questions.

"Forget it, I don't care about you. Lukka walked to the window and straightened his messy black hair at the glass, which showed a face in his early twenties, thin, handsome, but dirty. Flipping up his coat and smelling it, he couldn't help but shake his head, how long has it been since he took a bath?

Then, he heard the parrot mutter, "Actually, that blood magic has some sequelae......"

Looking back, the parrot shrunk into a ball and returned to its good baby form.

"I said, let's talk about it. Luca stabilized his mood and said calmly, "Can you finish the pit at once in the future?" ”

The parrot tilted its head to look at him with a question mark on his face: "What is a serial?"

Lukka looked at the other party's sincere bird face and shook his head: "Don't care about that, what are the sequelae?"

"That's it, your dizzy state will get heavier and heavier, and the interval will get shorter and shorter, and finally you won't wake up at all!" the parrot flapped its wings, as if in a hurry.

"How much time do I have?" asked Luca.

"The more you use it, the faster you die! If you can keep the number of times you can use the scroll to less than 10 times, then ...... Probably...... Thirty days to go!" the parrot's final conclusion was unequivocal.

"There's always a remedy, right?" Lukka was really anxious this time.

"Replenishing the magic of overdraft, plus some exercise, should be fine. If it's in the wizarding world, the ground is full of magic crystals, what ...... here," the parrot said and flew down on his shoulder, "There are no mages here, only some faint sources of magic power, if you find it, you can probably save it." ”

With that, it raised its wings and spit out a scroll like an old book, and a scroll of paper fell out from under its wings with a "click".

The scroll was fifty centimeters wide, much larger than a scroll, and I couldn't figure out how it was hidden under its wings. However, thinking that the parrot was originally a book, Lukka did not pursue these details anymore, and he placed the paper roll on the table and spread it out.

A map.

Unlike normal maps, in addition to the general terrain and landforms, silver dots of light are used to mark the location, strength, and basic form of the mana source. If you look closely, some of the mana sources are still moving slightly.

"It's instantaneous!" explained the parrot as he watched him gaze at the moving point of light, "and some sources of mana are being carried with them, and this map can track them wherever they go. ”

"Great!" Lukka waved his hand excitedly, and the parrot on his shoulder was naturally thrown out and snapped against the wall, motionless like a mural.

After a full minute, the parrot finally flew up again, and yelled at Luka: "Idiot, mentally retarded, murderer, bird sadist!"

In the midst of the scolding, the wooden door was suddenly pushed open, and the golden-toothed Al walked in: "I heard Ollie say that you are awake?" ”

"Who said I was rude?" the parrot stood upright on Luka's shoulders and said politely, "Hello, my name is ......"

"Shut up!" Lukka, who was so scolded, turned his head and yelled at the parrot.

"Okay, hello, I'm going to shut up. The parrot said.