Blooming Tower of the West Wind

When the water lord came back from the living room, he took the clothes for her and put them next to the pillow. He kept his brisk pace, but he was still taken aback when he met Virgil: "What's wrong? Was the storm so loud yesterday that you couldn't sleep? Why is your complexion so bad? You should drink something warm, Elvis, did you make milk tea for your lady? Put more sugar!"

"Shut up! I don't know how to watch it myself!" The Fire Lord started to work, but he didn't forget to contradict Virgil.

Even Tius dropped his minced meat, peas, and mashed potatoes and ran over to try to comfort Hipper, but she was not used to it.

"I'm fine, I woke up in the middle of the night." Under Virgil's scrutinizing eyes, she calmly walked to the table, sat down, picked up the cup, and took a small sip. Hot muffins drizzled with honey butter were served.

Elvis floated to the side of the stone table, his skull-like head showed a piercing smile, and the gaps in the "teeth" were shining brightly, "Ma'am, I think I should eat more when I can't sleep well." Something sweet."

"okay, thank you."

The fire lord slowly floated back to his fireplace, and suddenly the flames flashed inside.

Hipper ate breakfast without saying a word, while Virgil babbled about the big and small things that happened in the whole continent in the past few months.This man has been wandering for a long time, and has traveled all over the corners of the continent, attracting all kinds of gossip. If he had agreed to be a contributor to the "Highway Express", he might have become one of the most famous reporters in the world .

"But I really don't understand why you sent Theron back to Starsong Castle. Don't you think you have far more enemies than friends in Starsong Castle?"

"If you want to say I don't have many friends, it's true. I think I've helped a lot of people."

"Are you referring to borrowing everyone to copy your homework? That may also be true. Among the current backbone young teachers in Star Song Castle, there may not be any who have not copied your homework."

"That's right. Maybe Maryland agreed to help me because of copying homework. Putting Serlonga in, I used her family member's quota."

The so-called family quota is a small convenience for the children of the teaching staff to be exempted from the test when they want to enter the school. However, since Theron is not an immediate family member, he must advance to the preparatory course to prepare for the test, otherwise he will have to go to junior school for another year .

"She and your brother..."

"I judged that my mother forced my brother to have children again. He is also very interesting. From my observation, forced marriage is like pushing a wall. After being forced to marry, it is easy to force him to do other things. Too many, it doesn’t seem to apply to him.”

"It's your brother after all."

"I'd take that as a compliment."

"As you wish, when will you leave?"

"After lunch, you can go for a stroll." The archmage stood up tiredly, but thinking about maintaining a superficial calm and trying not to let Virgil see her abnormality, she tried her best to straighten her back and walk out of the room.

The library was in a mess, the bookshelves holding the notebooks were buckled to the ground, and the books inside fell out and piled up into a hill.Scraps of paper scattered all over the floor, books that twitched from time to time, library clerks that were smashed, exhibits crumbling to and fro, and glass shards from the walls.The big horned deer was sleeping on the wall, its nose was hidden between the deer's legs, and several big trees surrounded it. After hearing Hipper come in, its ears moved, and it stood up full of kingly air, looking at her arrogantly.

Hipper greeted it briefly, and the things scattered on the ground floated to Hipper. She picked out the ones she needed and put them back where they should go one by one.

It's a pity that the window glass can't be restored so quickly. She put a stone there and tried to fill it up.The sun is out, and the Frostborn will soon be unable to bear the heat outside and return to the elemental interface.

The bulky "Unicorn Observation Diary" fell on the edge of the table, and Hipper walked over to it, stooping to pick it up.

She held it in her hand for a long time in a daze, sighed softly, and put it back on the bookshelf, in an inconspicuous place, among a pile of similar notebooks.

"I have to pick her up." She turned around and patted the ashes on her hands. The gust of wind last night brought some wind and sand here, but the archmage himself hadn't swept the floor for a long time. She summoned a few children of the wind, and the suction of the whirlwind was strong Quickly gathered the dust on the ground, and was kneaded into wet sand balls by the water lord, and thrown out through the "door" of Charmoder.

After doing this, the archmage slumped in his chair in a daze, and after a long time came back to his senses, he realized that he had been staring at Theron's table on the right.This was a posture she was very used to, but now she suddenly discovered its extraordinary meaning, which made her even more confused.

Only two months.A strong desire to hide her privately conflicted fiercely with reason. She knew that Theron must be freed, so she must have the strength to match it.

Not just as an ordinary person, living a life as one likes, doing any job, having ordinary hobbies or other ordinary ways of living.Theron's existence itself will lead to various disputes - a ferocious monster, a war machine.

If this poor little girl wants to control her own destiny, she has no choice but to let her hold her own destiny in her own hands.

But that crazy, sudden thought strongly eroded her sanity, and the irrational part of her clamored to imprison this emerald-like elf by her side, in this tower, and let the emerald It can only reflect its own shadow.

Whether it's 50 years or 60 years, even if her lifespan is up, the archmage has at least three ways to keep her soul, imprison her by her side, and never leave.

...But no, she should... grow freely, be moistened, watered, in the sun, in the rain, in the wind, not twisted, imprisoned, imprisoned, deceived.

The archmage leaned against the window, looking at the succulent plants of various colors below, green, yellow, blue, pink, needle-shaped, rhombus-shaped, tongue-like, and water-drop-like, all of them raised their heads and greeted each other. With the wind and the scorching sun, the shadow of the mage tower covered them, moving away bit by bit as time went by.

She stayed in a daze for a while, then returned to her room, picked out the clothes she wanted to bring and handed them to her water lord, while Hektra folded the clothes and put them in the box.

"You brought a lot of clothes..." Hektra pressed it hard, "Is it too much? I mean, five sets of clothes? Don't you only stay for three days?"

"I'm planning to go straight to Starsong Castle." She picked out two short-sleeved shirts, "I don't really want to wear a tie...I'd better bring it on."

"Do you want to bring two books? Forget it, I feel that Sasha will give me new ones."

Hektra smiled: "Did she write it herself?"

"Ah, I don't know if she continues to write a new book now. In that case, Beatrice should give it to me."

"I kind of miss them, Diomis, and Zevenek."

"Won't you encounter them in the endless waters?"

"Zevenek lives in warm waters, Diomis is on the surface, hard to come by. Ma'am, I'm a 'cold' water lord."

"Oh? Really?" When the archmage passed by it, he touched the surface of its body.

This little banter relieved her a little, and she put aside the matter of Theron for a moment.If you can’t figure out this problem, then put it aside for the time being, and when you have enough knowledge, new ideas and new ideas will suddenly appear.

That's how she handles everything, and now she's decided to handle it that way.

She packed the suitcase and carried it to the living room downstairs. Virgil was not there, so maybe she was coveting her collection again, maybe she would hide it secretly and borrow it to play, and then she would be angry if she found out. , carefully kept and dare not use.

Virgil walked in at some point, and sat quietly across from her, waiting for the salted pork knuckle with pickled cabbage and mashed potatoes to be served, and the two of them started to eat at the same time, Hipper noticed Virgil's today Quietly over.

She couldn't help touching her face, "Why don't you talk?"

"You don't seem in the mood to talk, what's wrong?"

"If I were you, I wouldn't ask."

"Look, then why do you ask me if I want to talk? I won't say it now, I won't say a word, don't want me to talk." He angrily cut open the crispy pig skin, together with the soft and rotten meat inside. The gelatinous stuffed into the mouth together with the meat.

Hipper shrugged his shoulders, pulled his hands together, and released many small wind blades at the same time. The scattered wind blades dismantled a complete pig's elbow, and the archmage then used a serious and over-focused energy, When eating every piece of pork, be sure to stuff the sauerkraut, mashed potatoes, lean pork and pork skin into your mouth together.

Virgil and Tius ran around the house several times before she completely finished the meal, wiped her mouth gracefully, walked up to Virgil and said, "Then I'm leaving, take good care of Tius and Ai Elvis."

"Yes, my lady, will you come back with the little beast?"

"Probably, but I don't know when I'll be back, maybe I'll take her out on a whim."

"'On a whim,' I have a hard time associating that word with you."

Hipper tried her best to appear indifferent and impatient, "You should contact Theron, she always has a whim, I don't know if her heart will be wild after playing outside for two months. I locked her up for too long." I don't know if it worked or not.

Maybe not, Virgil looked suspicious, "Don't worry, I won't enter your room or the room of the little beast." Virgil suddenly emphasized, "Especially hers, I promise!"