Blooming Tower of the West Wind

"And then what?"

"It passed through ten villages, but every village was burned by it. Soon, the Adventurer's Union issued a warrant for the arsonist. Many adventurers came to catch it. It was very timid and frightened. Running around, but the temperature on its body is too high, and all the plants where it passes are withered, and adventurers can find it as long as they follow the traces of withering."

Unexpectedly, Theron burst into tears: "Flame is so pitiful, so pitiful! What about it? Will it be killed?"

Hippo was stunned for a moment, and then thought that maybe the fictional experience of Flem, the son of fire, brought back the same painful memories in her, so he had to hook her into his arms, patted the little girl on the back, and turned backwards. , "It doesn't matter, Flem got a job safely later, and no one wants to kill it."

"It can, is it a cook?"

"No, it finally chose to become a blacksmith and work in the furnace. It cooperated with Terry, the Son of the Earth, and opened a very good blacksmith shop. Its swords are famous far and wide, and even dwarves come here to learn from it."

"That's really... that's great..." Theron breathed a sigh of relief, pinched the skirt of the archmage's clothes and closed his eyes, Hipper stroked her smooth hair, "There is still a little more to this story Finished, do you want to listen to the next one, or listen to the place we just skipped?"

However, Theron didn't answer her. The archmage looked down and saw that the little girl was already breathing evenly. He shrugged his shoulders, glanced at the next story, and after deciding what to tell tomorrow, he took it back from Theron's hands with a little force. took off his skirt.

The night was uneventful, and even when she went to wake Theron the next morning, she was still fast asleep.

This matter was finally resolved properly, and the archmage himself was finally able to sleep a full night.

Hipper's experiment also went surprisingly smoothly.Firstly, it is due to her "spell generator" running smoothly, and secondly, the data is roughly within the framework of her imagination, and there are no major mistakes in the analysis.

Of course, the main reason is to communicate well with Theron.Hipper got the experimental data he wanted, while Theron was free to have fun. Except for one or two experimental accidents where the overload seriously caused the splashing of boiling water, the cooperation between the two can be said to be very pleasant.

Hipper came up with many new ideas in the process of analyzing the data, but the agreed month passed, and Virgil did not come back as agreed. She was not in a hurry, and this month was not as difficult as last month.

Most of the time she still lives according to the schedule, but it has changed slightly from before.I have more time to play with Theron at night, and I have to accept her inquiries at any time.When the wind blows, Theron often looks out of the window. At this time, she always takes this little elemental messenger who has a soft spot for the beauty of the wilderness to watch the storm together on the terrace that has almost never been used. At this time, she always There would be a lot to say to Theron.

Or a long history, or a series of many classic theories, the whole storm is always accompanied by her whispers.

Theron probably can't understand most of the time, her expression is always confused and thoughtful, and it may be the first time for her to hear many words, but Hipper probably just needs an opportunity to speak.

A paper by elf scholars who studied human behavior pointed out that human women need to output about [-] words a day, while human men only need [-].Probably it was such whispers that kept her from being lonely.

Everything was going according to plan, except for the fact that Virgil hadn't shown up after the agreed month had passed.

About five days later, in a not bad weather, the magic circle at the bottom of the tower was touched.The magic circle is equivalent to a lock, and the correct way to open the lock can pass through the magic circle. This fluctuation is undoubtedly the lock being opened.

Will come to this boring and boring place, and there will be no one but Virgil.Hipper therefore motioned Theron to stop, and said to her, "Theron, Virgil is here, do you want to come with me to meet him, or stay here and continue playing?"

Hearing the name "Virgil", Theron still showed fear, but it was obvious that staying with Hipper had a great attraction for her, and she let go of all the elements and let them return to the chaos completely. In the middle, through the enchantment, he reached out and grabbed Hipper's robe.

Hipper has always seen admiration, admiration, admiration, and other eyes, but this brisk emerald green washes all emotions particularly clean and pure.Hipper rationally understands that this is just her own subjective illusion, and the reason is only because she knows very well that Theron has no other purpose in approaching her.

But it was just admiration, admiration, admiration, and the inherent nature of human beings - wanting her attention.

She took Theron's hand, the little hand was soft and dry, maybe it was because of the fact that she had been living like a wild beast, but Theron's hand had distinct and strong joints, as if it was really a young animal.

There was a palpable tension in the strong little hand, holding her until they were facing Virgil.

Virgil's cloak and bow were already hanging on the coat rack, and he was teasing a strange creature in his hands. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his head and said with a smile on his face: "Oh, old friend, long time no see, really Sorry I'm late, but you have to believe me it was well worth the wait."

"Are you going to surprise me with something, Virgil?"

"Leave that aside, you get along very well with the little beast."

"That's it."

Virgil had a thick leather pad on his arm, and a translucent falcon stood on it with a strange helmet on his head. He raised his arm, and the falcon spread its wings and fluttered Twice, but it didn't take off.

"It looks familiar, doesn't it! Charmoder's soul hasn't gone far away, a kind of shamanism has extracted its soul from the body and left it in the real world. It is now a messenger who doesn't need to eat meat, how? ? Isn’t it great?”

Hipper walked over and tried to reach out to touch the bird. The bird seemed to want to get close to her, but unfortunately, her hand passed through the surface of the spirit body.

It's a bit unimaginable, because the bird is clearly perched on Virgil's arm.

Virgil smiled and introduced: "You have to touch its helmet first to cause some kind of blurring, so that you and it are actually in the same plane, and you have to do the same when you release the letter." Hipper then touched helmet, and was able to touch the bird of prey.

"Charmoder...will you remember us?"

"Of course, what I mean is, maybe, after all, the soul is not extracted immediately when it dies, and it is very possible that it will forget some things.