The two grey-robed men were ready to leave the next day, just before noon. It wasn't because they were greedy for sleep, whether it was cheese or crow, they only slept five or six hours a day or less, it was the spellmaster and Lynn who really delayed their travels. Cheese didn't quite understand why just going back to the Grey Tower in the mouth of the cursed crow was like going on some life-and-death mission, when a trip that would take him a few months or a few days would require him to make a plan for a few years. Even if it was prepared just in case, the preparation of the cursed crow seemed to be overly cautious. Even when the crow took off the ring from his hand and handed it to Lynn when he went out, Cheese began to wonder if the guy was trying to kill himself.

"I say, do you need to be so cautious about this?" asked the sorcerer after explaining to Migo what he asked about the sudden sleep until the next day.

Raven raised an eyebrow and looked at the mage with the eyes of the ignorant, "So, you've really been in that remote corner for too long, completely unaware of how things are changing. Since the teacher left, the world is not what we used to be. The robe we have on us is not so easy to wear now. ”

With that, the sorcerer walked straight to Migo and tossed the cheese aside, "I'm sorry, I used a little trick on you yesterday. But I suppose the magnanimous dragon wouldn't care about my little prank, would you? You see, as a sign of my apologies, I've brought you a gift. As he spoke, the crow raised his hand, and the clothed cat pounced on the people, and carefully carried a freshly roasted lamb to Migo. The rich aroma of the lamb suggests that the person who prepared it used a rather complex blend of spices, which was an interesting experiment for the dragon, who was accustomed to eating it raw. After all, with the dragon's bold way of eating, it is difficult for them to react to the delicate food that humans or other races think is properly seasoned, and it is not easy to please the dragon with food. Especially in this era when spices are almost equivalent to gold, the amount of spices spent on this roast lamb is already an astronomical amount.

The red dragon opened his mouth and bit the roast sheep in his mouth, chewed twice with sharp teeth at will to crush the bones on the sheep's body, and swallowed it as soon as his neck was raised, and the whole process did not take more than half a minute.

"I hate to tell you, but dragons' palate is basically non-existent, and you're wasting your energy trying to please them with well-prepared food. Cheese said to his fellow disciples with a bit of schadenfreude, as a mage who has been friends with Migo for more than ten years, he knows the characteristics of his dragon companion. But he didn't see the look of disappointment on the raven's face.

"Delicious, human, what did you use?" Migo's words were like a punch to Cheese's face, making his expression quite distorted. This time, it was the sorcerer's turn to laugh.

"It's nothing, I found out about the dragon's eating habits from other people's mouths, and I tried it when there were ingredients in the kitchen. It's great that you can like it. The crow bowed slightly, like a chef who had been praised by his customers. But Cheese only saw the strangeness in his behavior.

He was too cautious. Whether it's a near-goodbye conversation with Rinna, or a roast sheep deliberately trying to curry favor with Migo, the Crow is doing everything he can to secure all the resources he can and eliminate hidden dangers. Now that he thinks about it, he probably didn't give the ring to Lynn for safekeeping, but because he didn't want others to know that he had a family. He did not want to expose his weaknesses to the enemy. But where is the enemy? The destination of their trip is the Gray Tower that raised them, and there should be no enemy there. Although the relationship between the apprentices of the Grey Tower is not harmonious, it is not to the extent of antagonism, especially after completing the rite of passage and obtaining their own insignia, there is no competition between them for the assessment. What was he wary of? What was he afraid of? Cheese didn't ask, for he knew the raven wouldn't understand what he told him.

Finally, the landscape of the Far Lookout was obscured by the clouds, and the two gray robes riding on the dragon's back began their journey towards the northernmost point of the world. At night, the dragon fell into the valley, and the grey-robed people didn't know where it was, and they didn't need to. In the glow of the campfire, every forest looks the same. The cursed crow frowned slightly after taking a sip of the wild vegetable soup, he was not averse to delicate food and comfortable life, and the past five years had made him even more resistant to this crude food. Cheese still gulped down the soup, the food of the north was never exquisite, not to mention that most of the food that the nezumi could provide him was mushrooms or moss, and his appeal for food had always stayed at the most basic level.

The woodwood, which was not completely dry, crackled in the fire, and the two wizards rested silently against the trunks of the trees on either side of the campfire. Traveling on the back of a dragon is not as pleasant as most people think, and even if you don't take into account the strong winds and cold, just keeping yourself from being thrown off the dragon's back is already a strenuous physical activity. The caster, on the other hand, has always had little patience for physical activity. "Can't you fit a saddle or something? ”

"You can go and talk to Migo, for the sake of that sheep's face, he shouldn't eat you directly. Cheese replied casually, his eyes fixed on the flames. Silence, spread again. The silence is complex, mixed with the fatigue of the journey and the different minds of two people. And this kind of thought, the closer you get to the Gray Tower, the more chaotic it becomes.

"You believe that rumor. Cheese said suddenly.

"Why do you say that?" replied the Raven calmly, as she tossed a branch into the fire.

"If that rumor seemed meaningless to you, you wouldn't have specifically mentioned it to me. And if all this commotion was just a ridiculous rumor, as you say, you would never be what you are. You're expecting something, but you're afraid that your expectations will come true. ”

The sorcerer smiled, "That's right. We are all born of self-interest, because our ideals are higher than anyone else, so we don't need to think about others. I still think that's right. So, I'm conflicted, on the one hand, I'm enjoying my life right now, with people and excitement. I'll tell you the truth, there are quite a few people who come to the Far Lookout to ask me to lift the curse or put a curse on someone, and the rewards they give are all interesting. However, I can still feel death, the clock in my head is still beating step by step, and I often can't sleep at night, just because the haze of death flashes in my thoughts. I still want to get rid of it, so I hope that rumor is true. ”

"But you're not alone anymore. You don't have nothing in your hand, so when you want to clench it and punch it, you're afraid that what you're holding now will slip away. That's why you don't dare to act alone, until I, no, deliberately wait until I come. Cheese's eyes reflected the fire.

"Hmph, don't you either. Ask yourself, do we still dare to set foot in that tower?"