Dawn of the Grey Tower

When the next day came, the cheese finally struggled to get up from the hotel toilet. It is a pity that as a caster with a weaker physical fitness, this night's diarrhea almost made the mage lose his ability to move. The pale complexion that was originally due to the serious injury has now become more ugly. The cheese went back to his room with difficulty, and fell to the bed dizzy. He knew that today was the day of trading with the thief, but in terms of his current situation, let the other party wait a little longer.

It's already afternoon when the cheese regains consciousness. Looking at the sky outside, the mage hurriedly cleaned his clothes and changed into the suit bundle when he was outside yesterday. But maybe it was some kind of hunch. The cheese paused while preparing to go out. The mage bowed his head and thought about it, and decided to change his clothes again. And it turned out that this move saved him a lot of trouble.

"Hey boy, are you sure that guy will come today? We have been waiting silly here for the whole morning!" In the alley where Spyro and the cheese made an appointment yesterday, a burly man compares with him Sparrow said he had a thick arm around his waist and hugged the poor thief. Although this action seems to show the intimacy of the relationship between the two, but due to the disparity in the size of the two bodies and the greasy expression on the face of the big man, this action instead shows a threatening taste.

"I ... I made an appointment with him yesterday. But he didn't say exactly when ..." Spyro's thin body wriggled painfully in Han's arms. He wanted to get rid of the other's restraint. But fear that this action will anger the other party. Compared with yesterday, Sparrow's mental state is no better than the cheese squatting in the toilet for a night, and judging from the bruise on the child's face, he should have been beaten by a person not long ago.

"Hmm, you better not tell lies. Otherwise you know the end." The big man let Sparrow open and threatened rudely. At the same time, he took out a silver coin from his arms, and the one the cheese paid to Sparrow yesterday, carefully admiring the color of this precious metal.

"Are you sure that the guy from yesterday will bring another silver coin?" The man asked.

"He ... he agreed so .... As long as I took the antidote." Sparrow replied carefully with his head down. Yesterday the child was happily looking for his boss to buy medicine, but was cut off by the big man. Sparrow knows that this guy is a villain next to the boss, and unlike his boss, this big man doesn't care about the credibility or dignity, and although Sparrow has carefully hidden the silver coins, it is still bad. The guy searched this precious asset from the sole of the shoe. On the contrary, the copper coin given to him after the cheese was replaced by food directly into the stomach and escaped. Under the pressure of the big man, Sparrow had to tell the other party about the cheese, but do n’t think our little gentleman was so bully. Sparrow did n’t tell the big man that the cheese would be witchcraft. So while this big man was waiting for the fat sheep with his head hidden, Sparrow was waiting for the cheese to teach these guys for himself.

But ... the thief slightly took a look at the depth of the alley and the top of the walls on both sides, where there were traces of swaying figures. Although this big man was reckless but not stupid, he also knew that the guy who dared to carry so much money out of the house was mostly capable . However, under the siege of so many "good hands" on the street, compared to even a serious knight, he can only obediently hand over his wallet.

"Antidote? Ha, you are as stupid as your boss. That fool actually sold the pharmacy association's pharmacy at such a cheap price. If I knew he got those potions from there, I would definitely turn the price up. He is ten times and twenty times! "The big man smiled wildly. In his opinion, Spyro's boss was just a fool among fools. He wondered how such a guy climbed on his head. The problem.

"You are not allowed to say this boss!" The originally silent Sparrow heard the big man mocking his boss, his face immediately showing an angry look. For the child who grew up on the street, the leader he followed was his emotional support. Hearing that the other party was actually speaking badly about his idol, Spyro immediately planned to wield his thin and unreasonable fist to shut him up.

"Haha, what did I say? You're as weak as your boss!" Dahan pressed Spyro's head with one hand, and the child's short hands and feet could only make some meaningless waves. And just when the big man planned to humiliate Sparrow further, a bird call came from their heads.

"Bah, you guys are lucky." Dahan knew that this was a signal that someone was approaching. He took a sip to the ground and hid in the depths of the alley.

After a short while, Sparrow stared anxiously at the entrance of the alley, expecting the figure to appear quickly.

"What's wrong, boy, you weren't like this when I saw you yesterday." The voice of the cheese suddenly appeared beside Sparrow. Sparrow could assure the gods that he never heard footsteps or The figure approached himself. But when he turned around, the cheese was already standing behind the child.

"You ..." Sparrow pointed at the cheese, even though it was already known that the cheese was not an ordinary person, but the surprise on his face did not decrease much compared to yesterday.

At the same time, in the depths of the alley, the big man was whispering with his men in a very small voice.

"Hey, when did you see that kid came in?" Dahan asked.

"No, sir, I stood behind the little sparrow as soon as I blinked. Is he the one who wants to buy medicine?" A man next to him answered.

"Well, no matter what, he walked in and didn't think about leaving nothing." The big man said fiercely, and the long wait had made him and his men almost impatient.

On the other side, the conversation between Cheese and Sparrow was just beginning.

"Why are you here now? I've been waiting for you for a day!" Of course, Sparrow recognized that the person is the cheese. Like a child like him, most people only need to look at it from a distance to remember it. Long time.

"Cough, this, is really delayed by some things." The cheese coughed a little embarrassedly. He couldn't always tell the kid in front of him that he had eaten something unreliable. The old man's toxic sandwich ended up pulling his belly all night. The image that I finally built up would be broken and there would be no scum left.

"Don't talk about this first ~ www.readwn.com ~ Did you bring the antidote?" The mage immediately digressed, and he didn't want to recall the situation last night.

"Sorry ..." When the cheese asked this question, Sparrow lowered his head. He can steal pedestrians 'wallets without guilt, because in this child's world, that can only blame the old ladies' vigilance, but the cheese is dealing with him. Even the **** of thieves who believes in thieves does not approve of tearing up contracts at will.

"Well, it seems that it's not easy for you to be a kid. The copper coins I gave you yesterday weren't taken away by them?" Although the cheese is not a warrior, the mage has a way to perceive himself. In the situation, although a person with covert training may make the investigation of the mage invalid, a group of rogues all smelling of alcohol are not included. So the cheese actually knew the situation in the alley early in the morning. Seeing Sparrow's reaction, the mage knew that what he was worried about still happened.

The little sparrow shook his head, but soon he realized that there was something wrong with the cheese's question.

"You knew the silver coins would be taken away early in the morning?"

"Haha, my poor little sparrow, but I'm a wizard." With a smile on the corner of the mouth, the cheese can't bother to explain his reasoning with the other party. And just when the mage was going to continue to trick Sparrow, the big man could not wait.

"Hey! That dare not even show up! You'd better hand over your money now!" With a thick iron rod in his hand, this short weapon is often more practical than street swords in street fighting Much more.

"So what if I say no?" The cheese asked, turning his head along the voice.

"Hmm, this can't help you!" With the sentence of the big man, more than ten figures immediately blocked the alleys.