Dawn of the Grey Tower

There are lights in the hut, which shows that there is someone inside. The squint narrowed his eyes, pulled the hood down, and tried to cover the aura in his eyes. He lowered himself halfway, approaching carefully through the rain curtain and the shadow of the plant. There is no magic on these plants, at least no magic he knows, and nothing buried in the mud will look dazzling in his magic vision. As for the non-magical level, the smell of mud caused by rain can cover up the smell of living people, and the wet mud can also absorb footsteps. He is not worried that he will be discovered by the sensitive nose or ear.

Beside the abandoned house in the rainy night, the faint fire light wafted out of the windy window, and the gray robes with blue misty eyes were hiding under the window. This scene will not be too warm to look at. The cheese leaned his body against the wall of the abandoned house, and his hands stretched out against the outer wall of the house. The walls made of wood were affected by the magic and became slightly loose. He was leaving a way for himself. After doing this, the mage turned to the door of the hut, and he considered whether to knock on the door normally, just like he had done in front of the white wolf camp. But most people in this room are not as good as White Wolf.

But he still has a way, only a gust of wind and a flash of lightning. I don't know if God heard the desire in the heart of the cheese, or whether the mage once again used his magic to create the scene he wanted. The light that ripped through the entire dark world lit up the world in an instant. It was so fast that it was about to shake off the dull thunder. Almost at the same time, a gust of wind from the forest hit the door of the hut like an invisible barbarian. The old wooden door was overwhelmed, the door bolt was broken, and the door panel opened inward in a unwilling moan.

The howling cold wind engulfed the house and engulfed the small lights at once. The people inside the door were frightened by the unexpected scene, and they didn't realize that anything but the gusty wind had also penetrated into the house. The skinny hands hurriedly searched for flint on the table, and finally turned on the fuel lamp again. She carefully blocked the cold wind and approached the door with her body. Fortunately, the wind seemed to be satisfied with the damage she caused, and she no longer screamed loudly. She closed the door smoothly, and stuck the door with the longer piece of the broken bolt. After doing all this, she took a sigh of relief and turned to lean against the door.

"Good evening." The gray-robed man who came in the room stood by the bed leisurely, under the weak lights, and the fog in his eyes was terrifying.

"!" Before screaming out of her throat, the woman's mouth was blocked by something thrown from the cheese. She instinctively wanted to spit it out, but the sweet smell that flowed into her mouth slowed her movements. At the same time, the cheese took the lantern in his hand and lit it, and the warm morning light illuminated the whole cabin. Even though there are no spider webs, the interior of the house still looks unbearable.

"I know that there are indeed rudeness in visiting ladies late at night. However, considering your physical condition, I think it is more appropriate to give you the reward as soon as possible." The cheese put the lantern on the table beside the bed and glanced quickly across the house. . He saw a moldy haystack in the corner of the room, which should be a bed. Apart from that, only the table remained in this room, like a mouth opened by a dead man, a fireplace and a textile machine that had not been used for many years. A textile machine that does not match this room at all, looks quite delicate and brand new. There is no need to look at it with a magical vision, the mage can feel the magic of the machine.

To his surprise, the skinny woman did not use words or actions to protest his invasion. On the contrary, she put the oil lamp in her hand aside and both hands took the bread very carefully. That was what was thrown into her mouth before the cheese. The mage hasn't seen such a relished person who can eat a piece of bread for a while. The heartfelt hunger and the hesitation not to eat it all at once made people realize that her thinness was probably not just because she lived alone from the crowd, she was suffering some kind of abuse. I just do n’t know who the abuse came from. It seemed that the other party would be entangled with the bread for a while, and the cheese didn't mean to urge her, so he walked to the textile machine and wanted to see what the thing was.

"Don't touch it!" Can let her temporarily put down the bread outlet to stop, it can be seen that this textile machine must be of great significance to her. People who know magic are always more cautious. Before they know what the source of contact is, reckless contact can let the best caster die in the most suffocating way. The cheese stopped his extended hand and turned to look at the other party, waiting for her explanation.

"When she touches it, she will know, and she will come when she knows it." When the thin woman mentioned the word her, there was obvious fear and shrinking in her face. She should be the abuser.

"Who is she? Who are you? What are you doing here? What is this machine spinning?" Four questions, one at a time. The cheese is not worried that too many questions will make the other party do not know how to answer. He can feel that the woman's thinking ability has not been impaired, she is just not very good at using long sentences. This is a normal phenomenon. Anyone who does not communicate with people for a certain period of time will degrade their language ability.

As expected, the woman hesitated a little, and quickly replied in a more fluent language than before, "I'm Gree, she's the master. I'm here, weaving. The machine, weaving for me."

Qi nodded and smiled. This smile was not because he was satisfied with Goli's answer, but simply because the smile could relax the latter. However, these answers are still useful, first of all, the name of Goli, that is not a person's name, Goli, is the name of berries commonly grown on the bushes around the river bank. It is no more true to call it Goli than to call cheese. This is a substitute name, and may even be a scorn. In addition, she called the person who controlled her as the master, with no name, but the master. Either, Geli did not mention it on purpose, or she didn't know. From the perspective of the abuser, the latter is more likely.

The Master also wanted to say something to Goli. If UU reads the book www.uukanshu.com, if he can, he even hopes to take Goli away. As long as he entered, he had confirmed that only the weaving machine in this room was magical. In other words, there was nothing to prevent her from leaving except the chains that were tied to the frame of the weaving machine on Gorly's feet. And unlocking the chain is not difficult for the cheese, he only needs to find the lock, and he can easily ...

"Boom!" Even in the sound of rain, the sound of footsteps is still very obvious. The words of the cheese stopped when the footsteps sounded. No need for Gore's explanation, the expression on her face had told the source of the mage's footsteps. The existence that she called the master. The mage reached for the breath of dawn, turned off the lantern, and turned to the wall to prevent it from being seen from outside the window. Gree also threw the bread into his mouth three times, and then ran to the textile machine. She pulled the cheese clothes and pointed her finger at the fireplace, looking like the mage was hiding in the chimney.

Qi frowned, he didn't think there was anything here that could make the hallowed gray robe hide in the chimney. But he also knew that it was better to be cautious when there was not much information. The heavy footsteps are getting closer. The mage no longer hesitated, hung the lantern in his waist, and got into the fireplace three or two times. It may be because this is a woodcutter ’s hut. The chimney is extremely thick, and the cheese is thinner, which is barely a drillable past. Of course, the dust, mold, and so on that chimney can't escape.

Heavy footsteps stopped outside the window, and the voice was so disgusting that it came with the sound of rain and wind.

"My dear Keli, why are you lazy?"