A boardwalk stretches forward without any support, and the dark doorway at the end flashes back to Luca's mind the moment he walked into the gap between the two worlds with a bouquet of flowers.

This sense of déjà vu made him hesitate a little, and the swaying plank passage in front of him made him a little afraid to step on it - balance is basically an unneeded attribute for mages.

The Chihuahua walked to the side of the ship, climbed the boardwalk more than half a meter above the deck on Erha's shoulders, and turned back and said, "Please, Captain Lester." ”

"I'll go ahead. Ollie slung the greatsword behind her back and stood in front of Lukka first.

"No, no, no!" Chihuahua hurriedly waved his hand, "the boss invites only the captain, and no one else can enter the spire." ”

"I must go, can you still stop me?" Ollie refused to flinch at all, reaching for his hand and pressing it against the plank.

She was surprised to find that her hand had passed through the middle of the plank, as if the path was just an illusion. But when he looked up, the Chihuahua stood firmly on it, without a little shaking.

"Look, I can't do it, right?" said the Chihuahua, looking up, smugly, "creatures can't set foot on this passage without the boss's permission." ”

Ollie turned around and grabbed Luca's sleeve and whispered, "This place looks dangerous, and that black market owner doesn't know what it is, it's too dangerous for you to go alone, why don't we think of another way first?"

"The origin is actually quite clear," shut up and spoke first, "it must be a mage from the wizarding world, otherwise who would have made such an aesthetically unattractive building?" ”

Lukka thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, at least when it comes to stopping the Void, the black market should be in line with our interests. ”

"How can you be sure? Even the priests of the Lord of the Storm can be believers in the Void, and the black market bosses may not be able to. Phil objected.

"You think, if they want the world to go off orbit," Lukka said, "then is it necessary to run a business so carefully?

"If you want to say that, it seems to have some sense. Ollie hesitated, "But it's still too dangerous for you to go alone." ”

"It's okay, I'll shut up, it's not a living thing. Luca replied.

Daniel and Nora exchanged a look: "Then let's make an appointment, and if you don't come out then, how about we start shelling?"

"Not good! I'll be blown to pieces by the Silent Death's firepower!" Lukka hastened to stop.

"A bunch of idiots!" shut up and "snorted" from his nose, raised one of his wings, and after a long time with his paws, pulled out two small pieces of wood from under the wings.

"Put one piece on our ship, and let the idiot mage take one piece with you, and if there is a problem, channel the power of change to the wooden block, and you can teleport back immediately. It said confidently.

"You pulled this from those two boxes, why didn't I see you do it?" Lukka recognized the two pieces of wood at a glance.

"Shhhh

"In that case, let's go. Lukka said and turned away.

"Be careful, and take this with you. Ollie handed him a paper bag.

"What is this?" Lukka didn't remember preparing the thing.

"Gifts, the Chihuahuas are too noisy, so I'll prepare some casually. After all, it's a door-to-door visit, so it's better not to go empty-handed. Ollie said.

"Okay. Lukka picked up the paper bag and walked to the side of the boat.

He glanced at the rickety boardwalk, drew his staff with one hand, and tapped at the edge of the board.

With his movements, the plank suddenly became thicker as a whole, and three more layers were reinforced on top of the original layer, stopping the shaking movement. Not only that, but at the edges of the boardwalks, wooden pillars were suddenly erected, and several ropes were born between them, connecting them to form two sturdy guardrails.

The Chihuahua, who had been standing on the boardwalk, was so frightened that she fell to the ground, trembling again, and couldn't say a word.

Originally, Lukka was just trying it casually, but he didn't expect the magically generated boardwalk to respond to his magic flow smoothly, and he didn't even need to recite the spell, just moved his mind, and the path changed completely according to his idea.

At least your own magic still works. With that in mind, Lukka stepped onto the plank and stepped into the arch of the minaret.

The light inside was always dimmer than outside, and in the corridor ahead, there was only a faint glow from the candlestick. Lukka stood in the door for a moment, letting his eyes get used to it.

The Chihuahua waited for less than two seconds, and then couldn't wait to urge: "Come on, come on, don't let the boss wait for a long time!"

Lukka followed him halfway down the arcing hallway, and in front of him appeared one of the most disgusting architectural parts: the staircase.

This can't be helped, where there is a minaret, there must be a staircase.

The Chihuahua stood at the top of the stairs with a "please" gesture in her hands, but stopped at her feet.

"Why, don't you climb the stairs?" asked Luca.

"I don't have the authority to go up any further, you have to go up on your own, all the way up to the top. The Chihuahua was a little embarrassed, and he put his hand on the handrail of the stairs in order to show Luca a demonstration. Like Ollie on deck, his hand went straight through the wooden handrail.

"Alas, if only the escalators were escalators. Lukka sighed and put his hand on the handrail of the stairs.

The staircase corresponded faster than the boardwalk outside, and he didn't pick up the staff or release the magic flow, but with a slight movement in his mind, the steps of the staircase began to move slowly upward.

It's not bad, it's like your own mage tower. Satisfied, Lukka stepped onto the escalator.

As most legends say, the owner of the minaret always lived on the top floor. But you don't have to climb the stairs yourself, and a little more floors is not a problem for Luca.

Reaching the top floor, Lukka faced a corridor that was obviously not the length of a mage tower with such a pointed shape could accommodate.

"Is it spatial magic?" Lukka whispered to shut up, his research on change-based magic was mainly focused on the branch of morphological transformation, and spatial magic was barely involved.

"Obviously, you'd better be alert," shut up and looked around left and right, slightly nervous, "The mages who built this tower are probably not below Selva Fez, but in the past, the mages above the level of the Grand Magus, I have recorded their spell casting characteristics, but the magic in this tower is different from any of them." ”