Blooming Tower of the West Wind

She paused for a moment, her face steaming. She felt that it was presumptuous to speak to the elemental king, but her eyes drifted to Hipper involuntarily.But Hipper didn't say anything. He clasped his hands, pressed his chin, and stared at the decorations in front of the table thoughtfully. When he heard her voice, he raised his head and urged: "What's the matter? Is there anyone I don't know?" word?"

Theron shook his head, returning his attention to the book.

"...is this sweet:

Listening to your touching laughter makes my heart

In my breast such throbbing restlessness,

When I look at you, Poloch, my lips

Can't make a sound..."

Unbelievable, these words seemed to have magic power, a strange tingling flowed through the bottom of her heart, grabbed her tongue, and made her lips numb.She read such a poem for the first time, but almost immediately understood what it meant to be "beaten and restless" and what it meant to be "unable to make a sound".

This short poem has only sixteen lines, but it is completely different from the poems describing the scenery that she has read before. It seems that she has read it for a century, and it seems that she has exhausted all her strength. Sweat profusely, bursts of dizziness.

"That's good. I like your voice." Hipper's timely compliment.

Sound has three qualities, pitch, loudness, and timbre.Pitch and loudness can be easily imitated, but the timbre is unique.

Theron remembered what Hipper had told her, and his face burned again.

Want to be unique, like unique.

"It's a great honor." She murmured and replied, only to feel that the familiar figure was so bright that she didn't even dare to look directly at it, but just lowered her eyes and looked at the ground.

Hipper's voice softened slowly, "Would you like to read another song for me?"

"Yes, of course!" She straightened her back suddenly, looked into the gray eyes full of embers, and found that Hipper had relaxed.She put her elbows on one armrest, propped her chin, and sat leaning in the chair, expressionless, but definitely not unhappy.

"He is happy and at ease like a god,

He can keep his eyes on you,

He can sit and listen to your chatter

......"

This poem is much more peaceful and happy. To those who often read love poems, these are just ordinary and ordinary images, which describe in detail the mood of being in the ecstasy of love.But Theron read love poems for the first time, and for the first time found that there were still words that resonated wonderfully with feelings that she herself could not express in words.

Her voice echoed in the empty hall, and it took a long time for the echo to subside completely.

The eyes full of embers that had not been extinguished flowed with light, and finally condensed on her body.

"Theron..." Hipper's voice was a little hoarse, but she didn't cough as usual. She kept her slightly hoarse voice and asked, "...do you like them? These poems."

"...Yes, I like it, they are very comfortable to read." As if she had been bewitched, she boldly looked at Hipper.

"Yes... the original language is Gobrun, but after the Gobrun civilization collapsed, these beautiful rhythms were absorbed by Seti. What else do you find?" Her voice was slightly lower than usual and hoarse, so that there was a A trance-sounding illusion.

"Actually..." Theron took a step forward, and there were some words on the tip of her tongue, but instinctively, she felt that it was impossible. She lowered her head again, looked at the book, and twisted what she wanted to say in her mouth , turned into other more restrained and irrelevant remarks, "Yes, in the landscape poems we have read before, most of them describe certain emotions caused by seeing the scenery, such as feeling Magnificent, great, sublime..."

The flames were burning on her face, as if the top layer had been burned, "but these are different...these words have a clear owner, the owner expresses straightforward emotions, and the scenery she sees is completely It's completely tinged with emotion."

Her heart was pounding wildly, and she thought that Hipper must know why she was in such an abnormal mood, but instinctively, she felt that she should not ask these words.

Theron dropped her gaze, and the gray disappeared from her sight.

"...Interesting discovery. Are you sleepy?"

"No, I'm not sleepy. I can still read a few poems for you."

"No, no need." Hipper finally gave a small smile, and from the bottom of her heart, it lit an ember in her eyes, and the gray turned into a brilliant bright silver.Outside the window behind her, the center of the storm shone with a bright yellow light, and the sound of thunder rolling across the ground seemed strangely distant.

"It's late, go to bed, I'll take you back." Hipper stood up from the chair, and Theron followed her out of the library. The lighting technique without support quickly disappeared, and the library went dark behind her. down.The only light appeared when Hipper passed by, and she sent Theron into the bedroom, and watched her lie down obediently before kissing her forehead and exiting.

The archmage sighed, and was about to walk into the stairwell when he heard a slight noise behind him.

"Hush, shush, Hipper!"

It was Virgil, followed by her butler.She motioned for Virgil to come out and speak, and standing in the slightly windy stairway, Hipper asked, "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

"Are you mad? Did I bother you?"

"No, no, let's talk about something, you are not a person who is willing to go around the corner."

"You look angry! I know you so well, don't you, Hektra?"

Hektra backed away, never getting involved in the ring.

"Virgil, you want me to resort to force to force you to speak up, right?"

"No, no, I'm just a little worried about your little beast. Don't you take her out to meet new friends? She's not really a contract monster. She just needs to listen to you at home and follow you around. You also know that you want to be comfortable To live in this world, it is not enough to have a teacher, even you, an archmage, are protected by senior brothers and sisters."

"You care about her."

"Of course, no matter what she becomes, I am responsible for it..."

"I'm not sure about letting her go to boarding school, because I'm afraid she will think I don't want her."

"Then you can wait for her to be a little older... She always goes to school to train her before the exam, but the order is reversed. Others go to school first, and then to the tower. She can go to the tower first, and then go to school. .”

Just as Hipper was about to speak, he suddenly remembered something. He pointed at Virgil with a sharp silvery light, "I don't believe you worry so much. Did Diego tell you?"

A little cold sweat broke out on Virgil's forehead, and he didn't deny it immediately, but replied with a smile: "Well, we are all just strongly suggesting, not ordering you. It is you who makes the decision, and our arguments and arguments are all It was mentioned to you sporadically. If you are not happy, I will not say these things in the future."

"I'm thinking about it, but I'm afraid the idiots at school will spoil my little beast. At least I have to teach her all the basics."

Virgil was very skeptical, "Your so-called basic skills..."

"The ones that end up keeping you from graduating."

"What! Then you're going to imprison her forever? This is too much! Yes or no, let's be honest, why do you play such a trick? Hipper, you have learned badly..."

Hipper couldn't help laughing, "Virgil, don't be nervous, I'm just kidding you."

"Me too," Virgil quickly replied calmly, "Just kidding. About when? I think you have to be mentally prepared."

"How about waiting for her...to summon the Water Lord? No, we still have to wait until she can truly and understand how to distinguish right from wrong."

Virgil shrugged: "In the end, it's up to you to decide. Diego and I are nothing but worrying relatives. Everything is between you and her."

Hipper sighed noncommittally: "I also have a lot of things that I can't teach. I can't teach world history, at least I can't teach those things on the test paper. Oh, and of course there are practical lessons."

"The things to be tested are always troublesome. I understand that." Virgil's expression was strangely heavy, as if he had suffered a lot.

"Okay, Virgil, how long are you going to stay?"

"I'll leave as soon as the weather is good. An employer asked me to appraise a pair of keel just dug out in the west of the desert. I just came to the nearest supply point to rest."

Indeed, Aymecortes is right in the middle of the Elemental Gate. In fact, if it weren't for this supply station, Virgil wouldn't have dared to break into the desert.Only monsters like Hipper can live here.

"Is there any dragon product, remember to think of me."

"I'm always thinking of you! Don't worry! I'll be clean."

The reason why he said this is because the excavated keel belongs to the third category of excavated treasures under the Continental Convention. The excavated things belong to the excavators, not to the country where they are located, regardless of whether there are civilization relics above or below them.If Virgil wanted to get some back for Hipper, he had no choice but to steal it.

But the dragon is always full of treasures, from scales to blood are the objects of competition among various guilds.The collective essence of dragons and mages is the same. Dragons will live in the island of La Paraire in the sky. Dragons living in isolation will not be protected by dragons, and of course they will become prey for ants.And if a mage turns into a lich, betrays the guild, and refuses the protection and restriction of the guild, he will immediately become the target of hunting.

The gate of elements is not like this at the beginning of creation, but because a certain dragon fought here, and the five-color dragon used too much element power to make the element channel here full of holes, and the sand and soil from the element interface It fell down and formed a desert over time, and buried the dragon's bones under it.

Although this period of history has been recorded, the Gate of Elements is a place with a very bad climate, and ordinary people can hardly set foot on it. Occasionally, the wind blows away the surface, revealing the thick bones below, but the next storm will completely cover it.

"It's not surprising that someone dug up one or two, but it's strange that it's only now."

"On the edge of the desert?"

"Yes, speaking of it, this matter has something to do with the Kettler Elemental Riot."

Hipper asked strangely, "What could it matter?"

Virgil also had a strange look on his face, and said proudly, "It's about our little beast."

"My little beast."

"Okay, yours. Your little beast once caused riots near the town of Duolu, and directly blew up a very old barrier lake berm. All the water on the mountain flowed into the Vasal River, making Vasal The dry line of the river has been pushed forward for a full fifty miles. Now that area is full of oases. Oasis, wet, precipitation, plants. Oasis, wet, precipitation, plants, the desert is fixed, a keel is exposed under a small pond, So now a bunch of adventurers go digging."