The televisor refers to a huge rock erected between land and sea, which looks like a regular tetrahedron inserted upside down on the beach from the sea, and at first glance there is no road to the top of the rock. But those who live under this boulder know that this is not the case, and there is actually a relatively gentle slope on the side of the Far Corner near the land, and the slope is a dense forest, and if you can walk through the trees, you can reach the bare high point of the Far Corner and look out to the sea, which is supposed to be a good place to develop into a port.

But the water at the Far Corner is so shallow that even landing dinghys tend to run aground before reaching the shore. And under this shallow water, there is a fluffy pile of sand, and if you step into it, you will be pulled into half a leg at once, and it will be even more difficult to pull it out. Moreover, this narrow bay is very prone to rapids at high tide, and the whirlpools and reefs make all captains frown. As a result, only a very small number of fishermen who fish in the shallow waters will be close to the water, and the vast majority will keep their distance from the waters.

Many years ago, an official who took office here thought that the Far Point had the potential to be developed into a port, so he discouraged the locals from developing the bay on a large scale, but it was difficult for manpower to confront nature in this era, especially when the official lost his official position due to corruption and other problems in the middle of the project. But after all, the development has already been carried out, and even failure will leave traces. The biggest vestige left behind by this turmoil is the lighthouse that was built on the exposed boulder at the Far Corner with a lot of manpower. In the officer's vision, the lighthouse was supposed to be a symbol of the Distant Lookout, serving a multifaceted role in navigation and early warning. Therefore, in addition to the main body of the lighthouse, he built a mansion of considerable size around the lighthouse, which was intended to serve as a command center to monitor the development of the distant oblique in the future.

As a result, the mansion and the half-built lighthouse became the greatest irony of the farce, and it has been neglected for several years. It was so remote that even the nobles who wanted to show off their status would not choose a mansion that didn't even have a road for horse-drawn carriages. This idleness seems to continue until one day it becomes a den of robbers or wild beasts. But just six years ago, a young foreigner came here and bought the mansion and the land beneath it from the officials of the Cape of Lookout. The young man was generous but low-key, and whenever the people of the town wanted to remember him carefully, they would always subconsciously think of other things. Their only impression was that the man was wearing a gray robe when he bought the house.

"Thank you. The young woman said respectfully to the shop after taking the wrapped ingredients. Her respectful attitude embarrassed the boss a little, although the clothes on her body were no different from others, but this woman's restrained attitude and demeanor were reminiscent of the servants of the nobles. The shopkeeper scratched her head when the woman had gone away, the girl had appeared in the town five years earlier, and according to herself, she was from the mansion on the boulder. But if she really lived there, how could she come to the town every two or three days to buy something? At the same time, no one had ever seen the girl riding a horse or riding in a carriage, which was strange. Thinking so, he turned his head to write down the goods he had sold, but when he put pen to paper, he found that he could no longer remember who had sold them.

This is a frequent occurrence in the town, where the reserved and well-bred woman greets the townspeople wherever she goes, and the townspeople respond kindly. But when the girl leaves their sight, they go through the triple stages of doubt, doubt, and forgetfulness, leaving only a very vague impression.

After purchasing the last bag of supplies, the girl carefully walked out of town with a small basket of eggs, piling up her today's results on a tree stump outside the town. Since this purchase was a large purchase once a month, she bought a lot of things, so she had to pile up the materials here in batches to successfully complete the purchase. Thankfully, it's finally over.

"Whew. The woman carefully placed the egg in the empty space of the stump, exhaled and raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead. This kind of work may seem hard to others, but in her opinion, it is not a heavy job, although her skin is still white, but the planned exercise and adequate nutritional intake make her more powerful than before. She's not the weak maid anymore.

The sky was gradually slanting to the west, and a faint mist began to rise in the forest, and Lynn was not frightened by this, she was already accustomed to what she saw. "Step, step" sounded from the forest with a sound similar to the sound of horses' hooves but with a different twist, and a black shadow came from the forest and came to a steady stop beside the banshee.

"Well, today's stuff is heavier, and there are eggs, do you want to walk slower?" said Lynn softly, her palm caressing the black shadow or the giant buck like a bear. It was a large animal with dark and brown hair, and the horns on its head curved upwards like two thick branches. The stag snorted and gently trampled the ground with his front hooves, as if in response to the hostess's words. Lynn smiled with satisfaction, turned and pulled a carrot from the cargo and brought it to the buck's mouth. "Eat slowly, I bought a lot of things today, he won't care if we go back later. ”

The stag rubbed his hairy neck against the hostess and gulped on the reward. Actually, this is really a bit incredible, after all, this deer is in the service of wizards, in this case, it will be so intimate with Lin and even make a slight slack move to the orders of the master, it is really abnormal, most of the creatures who serve the caster are only cautious. And this may be attributed to the banshee's strange ability to soothe and the fact that the buck also knows that its master, who strives for precision in everything, is exceptionally tolerant in front of the hostess.

After eating, the buck fell to its knees in obedience, allowing Lynn to easily place the goods on the shelves on either side of it. After the mistress had tied up the supplies, it stood up and walked to the stump and fell to its knees again, this time so that Lynn could ride on its back. The fog is diffuse, and the stag walks leisurely in the fog like the embodiment of the will of the forest, and the Lin on its back is naturally the spirit of the forest. Steep slopes are no problem for horses and wheels under powerful deer hooves, and the intricate woods don't pose any obstacles.

When the man was about to walk out of the woods, the sun hadn't even set completely. "Whoa!" Buck, stopped. But there was still some way ahead, and it shouldn't have stopped. Lynn wondered, she couldn't understand why the mount under her crotch had stopped. "Did something happen?" she asked, and the deer naturally couldn't give an accurate answer. In desperation, Lynn had to roll over and pull the stag's long fur to let it continue with her. But after a few more steps, the deer said nothing and refused to move.

Lin frowned, even the stag was not so cowardly in the face of the black bear in the mountains. She looked ahead, and beyond a small slope, she could see the mansion on the boulder. "Wait for me here, I'll go and see what's going on. With that, she let go of her hand and walked forward on her own.

When Lynn climbed over the rocky slope with the hem of her skirt, she immediately understood why the bucks were holding back. For on the boulder of the Lookout Corner, where the setting sun shone, beside the mansion, there was a creeping red beast with large red scales and a pair of wings and powerful limbs. No, dragons are not beasts. Migo's closed eyelids open to the front and back, revealing the lizard-like vertical pupils inside.

"Good evening, dear lady. ”