Dawn of the Grey Tower

Atta felt that she hadn't acted alone for a while. Ever since she found the grey robe in the grey lion and reunited with Kailas in the grassland, she was vaguely in a protected position in the team.

If she hadn't felt this way before, but since she had retrieved her past memories and her mind had changed in the rush, and then looked back at the past, this feeling has become particularly obvious.

Rationally, the female swordsman knows that she is indeed the one who is relatively inexperienced in the team. Whether it is cheese or Kailas, or Lothar who has left the team and the newly joined Jianqi, their resumes are more abundant than their own. Many. Compared with these people, the experience of two years alone is not worth mentioning.

But that doesn't mean that the female swordsman feels that she is useless. On the contrary, Ata has actually played a key role many times during the journey. Although some of them were due to the magic sword in her hand, that didn't prevent the cheese from treating the female swordsman as an equal partner with them.

She is different from Hediya. She is not a princess who needs protection. Even Kailas, who is extremely caring for her, has gradually let go of his hands and feet recently, and more and more act separately from Atta. These are all manifestations of her peers' trust in her abilities, and she does not intend to disappoint this trust. After all, she is actually a very assertive person.

This assertion is manifested in the fact that when she lost the specific memory of the fairy period, Atta could still make the decision to find relatives based on her own ideas, and step by step, she really found someone who could lead her to realize this wish.

All the difficulties during this period, loneliness and helplessness failed to defeat her, she did not come to today through the mercy of anyone. If such people don't have their own opinions, then there are really not many people in this world who have their own opinions.

However, can the judgment that led Atta here be sure that leaving the hotel at this time is the right choice? This is probably a question that even she can't answer by herself.

What she knows is that waiting will never bring about a turn for the better. Whether it is finding clues to relatives or finding clues, it is a goal that must be achieved by action. At this moment when all the companions are advancing towards the goal, there is absolutely no reason to wait.

"There can never be only one person in a city who can help. I'm sure I can find something." As if to cheer for himself, and as if to state a fact, Atta strode forward with Flacragg's waist. before.

The City of All Laws is a very orderly city for cheese. Everything in it is in order. The streets are the first to bear the brunt. The streets of this city are neat and straight, as if they are the embodiment of the city's philosophy.

It’s just that in the eyes of non-spellcasters like Atta, the streets of this city are not like this. They are too deliberate. These roads seem to be deliberately separated from the surrounding natural environment, even if the terrain is not suitable for road paving. The people who built the road were not willing to compromise, but tried their best to force the mountain to conform to their own design.

Such an order imposed on nature made the female swordsman feel uncomfortable, and at the same time she didn't think it was necessary to do so.

This is not to say that Atta resists man-made buildings or man-made landscapes. On the contrary, she admires the settlements or cities that were built to provide for survival, and even in Rushing City, she can feel the vitality of life in that city.

But she didn't like it here. She didn't like the too rigid roads of the City of Ten Thousand Laws. The gray-white ground seemed to be paved by the bones of creatures that were ground into powder after death. Stepping on it could not feel the breath of the earth.

"It's strange that the people here say they want to study the world, but their cities can't wait to isolate themselves from the world, as if they can only see the truth if they exclude everything from their eyes."

The female swordsman whispered and briskly jumped onto the rocks on the side of the road. Compared to a flat road, she would rather walk between these unrepaired stones and soil. These rugged ups and downs are like the heartbeat of this mountain. Powerful.

"Uh, uh, uh" only the ears enhanced by the senses of the goblin can hear the faint sound in the roaring mountain wind, almost instinctively, Atta leaned sideways against the rock, slowly poking his head out, wanting to see See what it is.

The source of the sound was not evil monsters, nor was it the wizards in long robes. A young man in his twenties dressed in simple thin clothes, holding a broom almost as high as him in his hand, removed the dust on the road. Sweep to both sides.

This kind of scene makes people feel uncomfortable. Atta originally thought that here, such heavy and mechanical work would be solved by creatures or magic like kobolds, such as broomsticks that would act on their own, when the female swordsman wanted to come. It's easier than getting those iron bumps to move.

Moreover, the city is still a mountain after all, and daily cleaning requires a lot of labor costs, which does not seem to be in line with the city's philosophy.

Atta frowned slightly, thinking about the identity of the other party. If it was before, she would not be so suspicious, but now she has experienced too many things that can deceive her fairy vision, so for this one is obviously abnormal. People do not dare to rest assured.

But while she was thinking, the sweeper raised her head in a ghostly manner, and met the eyes of the female swordsman.

"Ah!" The other party seemed to be more scared than her. But think about it, anyone who sees two eyes from behind the stone and looks at him would be afraid, but this fear soon subsided after Atta walked out of the bunker.

How can I say that, although there are visual-influencing spells set by Mrs. Wynette, Ata’s appearance is still impressive to others, and sometimes, the appearance alone is enough to let people put down. alert.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just a pedestrian passing by." The female swordsman slightly raised her hand and moved away from her saber, indicating that she was not malicious.

However, she only raised her arm slightly. If the opponent launches an attack from this distance, she can still react in time. And even though Atta stood out from behind the stone~www.readwn.com~ the distance between her and the bunker has actually been kept at a subtle level, probably the distance that can hide back when she turns around.

"Oh, um." The sweeper nodded, his gaze stayed on Atta for a few more seconds, and then suddenly realized that his behavior was very impolite, and he immediately lowered his head and swung the broom twice as if to cover up.

In the next few seconds, the two did not speak, Atta did not move forward, nor did the sweeper, they stood in a stalemate and seemed to be waiting for each other to pass by themselves first. But Atta soon realized that she didn't seem to need to be so cautious.

"Excuse me, is this your job? Clean up this road?"

"No... yes. I'm not sweeping the floor, I'm... I'm practicing magic! Yes, practicing magic!"

Even a female swordsman who doesn't understand magic can tell this lie at a glance. She tilted her head slightly, wondering why the other party was lying.

"Well then, I won't delay your practice. Good day to you."

"Wait! You, you can't go!"