Salted Fish Mage Survival Log [Through the Book]

When the maid Rem heard the words of refusal, she stepped back meekly.After she saluted Vincent, she exited the bathroom and closed the door thoughtfully.

Generally speaking, Rem should serve from the sidelines, but since the honored guest requested this, she couldn't continue to stand blankly.

——The requirements of distinguished guests come first.

Even so, Rem stood outside the bathroom door and waited for the call of the guest at any time.After the maid exited the bathroom, Vincent breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't want to be stared at or even served by young girls in the shower, it was already beyond the bottom line for him to bear.

Vincent raised the card in his hand and seemed to take off his robe. Even though the spell on the robe and its material would not be stained with dust, Vincent still felt that it needed to be washed.

Vincent only wore a black sleeveless vest and a pair of off-white trousers under his robe.

If Vincent wearing the robe still has the appearance of a mage, then he looks no different from a frail scholar now that he has taken off the mage robe.

Vincent's lips moved slightly, and he recited the spells of levitation magic and water magic silently. He wrapped the mage's robe in the water balls that condensed in the air, and then walked towards the steaming bath while naked.

The toes touch the hot water first, then the ankles, calves, knees, thighs, hips, and spine.

When his whole body was submerged in the glowing green bath water, Vincent narrowed his eyes comfortably, and then buried the lower half of his face in the pool water.

The mage's robe floating on the side of the bath began to roll with Vincent's increased wind magic.The dark blue robe rolled up and down, left and right in the blisters, just like Vincent's previous washing machine, which can contact the water with the largest area and shake off all the dust.

——Although the mage robe is basically not stained by dust.

When Vincent felt that it was almost done, he dispersed the magic.Let the mage's robe float to the chair aside.

The mage's robe, which is basically invulnerable to water and fire, was also stained with some moisture under the tossing of Vincent's several spells, and the magic spells attached to the material were also activated, and gorgeous lights flashed on the soft surface of the mage's robe from time to time. brilliant.

After soaking for a while, Vincent soaked his black hair in the water and washed it, then walked towards the other side of the bath.

As Vincent approached, the scenery displayed by the transparent glass inlaid on the wall on the other side of the bath became more and more clear.Vincent noticed that these glazed windows could be pushed, so he moved his fingers to summon the elemental spirit from the wind, and pushed the movable glazed windows open.

The cool breeze came in, blowing away the steam that was steaming in the bathroom, and the lush greenery and the open-minded beauty came into view, which relieved Vincent's heavy mood since he came to the capital.

King Roland is a special place for Vincent.

He once spent a time here as long as his age in his previous life, and also met a friend who he thought he could die here.

The memories imprinted on Vincent by the capital are not only beautiful.

Vincent took a deep breath, submerged his whole body in the bath water, and let the bath water boiled with herbs seep into his skin.

This is a unique way of bathing in this world called Kavela. These herbs can dissolve dust and dirt, leaving the bathers clean and fragrant.

"It's been two days since I've been out. I hope everything is fine with Sewell." Vincent thought, sticking his head out of the bath.His black hair, which was originally a little messy, was now attached to the back of his neck docilely because of the water, so that the hair that looked a little short now also reached the back.

He brushed back the stray hair that fell on his forehead, and then looked down at his own reflection on the water.

Since that incident, Vincent has maintained this youthful appearance for several years, as if time had frozen on his body.

Friends of his age have aged or even died, but Vincent is still left in the past.

It would be a lie to say that he was not happy when he knew he could live forever.

But after getting this accident for so long, Vincent will not simply regard immortality as a good thing.

"Does time treat everyone equally and mercilessly..." Vincent said to himself with a wry smile, then raised his hand from the bath water, disturbing his own reflection.

"However, Your Excellency, the years have been very lenient to you." Vincent's familiar voice sounded from the other side of the bath shrouded in white mist.

With the slight sound of the rotation of the magic circle that Vincent knew so well, his humanoid familiar Daniel appeared in the bathroom holding several paper bags.

"You're back, how's your harvest?" Vincent wiped off the hot water from his cheeks and asked, looking up.

"It's a lot of harvest. As expected of Roland, the capital of the kingdom, it's not only convenient, there are many types of materials, but the quality is also first-class." Daniel replied with a smile, put the bag in his hand on the table beside him, and cast a protective magic , and entered the bath.

Vincent didn't stop Daniel from going into the water with his clothes on. As the maker, he knew very well that the spell engraved on Daniel's body was invulnerable to water and fire. Unless it was hell's will-o'-the-wisp and the holy spring, it couldn't get close to hurt Daniel.

Daniel approached Vincent, put his hand on the master's shoulder, and rubbed it lightly: "Your Excellency, all the things you want me to investigate have been investigated, and I will submit them through the internal magic net later. Report."

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Vincent responded, enjoying Daniel's massage.

"There is one more thing that needs to be reported to you." Daniel hesitated, but still whispered to his master.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Vincent said lightly.

"I think the new emperor invited you to the coronation ceremony, I'm afraid the motive is not pure." Daniel pursed his lips, but in the end he still didn't tell the rumors he had heard.

"I know." Vincent chuckled lightly, with a self-deprecating voice.

"After all, I am that 'Hyperion'. Regardless of whether it is public or private, if Caesarion invites the Mage Tower and the Mage Association, but does not invite me, the most terrifying heretic mage in the history of the empire, how strange do you think?"

"Whether he wants to use my power or subdue me to achieve the public opinion effect of 'a thousand gold buys a horse's bone', he is not at a loss." Vincent closed his eyes and leaned against Daniel's chest.

"What he owns is the largest empire in the entire human race, and what we have is just a small plain with some foothills. I don't want to be targeted for this kind of thing-Sevier can't afford unnecessary sacrifices. "Vincent felt very tired. This kind of tiredness was not because of the exhaustion from traveling all the way from the Mage Tower to the capital, but from the mental and spiritual tiredness.

He worked so hard for so long and did everything he could. Although he had a clear conscience, Vincent always wanted to do more and try harder so that the sacrifice would not be so great.

But this invitation letter from Caesarline——to Vincent, it was as ominous as a notice of the countdown to death.

"You've done a good job, Your Excellency." Daniel gently covered Vincent's eyelids with his warm palms.A deep and magnetic voice sounded in the ear of the black-haired mage: "If the empire really wants to go to war, we may not lose. I, and all intelligent creatures in the Seville Plain, will offer our loyalty and life to you."

"But we will never win." Vincent smiled wryly, "And I don't want you to sacrifice your life for me. I just want to see you as usual, living a busy, ordinary but peaceful life in Seville."

Daniel laughed, and he replied gently: "Isn't it a bit too negative for you to think so? It doesn't suit the rumored 'Hyperion the Harvester' at all. We may not lose, please be more careful with yourself. Be confident."

"That name is not what I want, it's ugly and bloody." Vincent curled his lips, he raised his wrist, spread five fingers, and divided the sunlight projected from the window into five pieces.

"As for confidence...it's not that I don't have it, Daniel." Vincent sighed softly.

"But the victory will be very heavy, so heavy that I even wonder if it would be easier to lose than to lose."

"I believe in you, you will not let us die in vain." Daniel rubbed his chin on Vincent's hair, "You will not watch us die in vain. Compared with life, there is always something more Important things are worth protecting."

"This kind of talk is the most spoken in the war." Vincent heard this sentence, he turned around, and gently scratched the tip of Daniel's nose.

"And when enough lives are lost in war, it will be said that there is nothing more important than life."

Vincent shook his head, unwilling to dwell on this topic any longer.

"Since we're all here, let's try our best." Vincent walked towards the stairs by the bath.

"Maybe the goddess of luck and victory lifted up her skirt and smiled at me." The black-haired mage stretched, and as he stepped out of the bath, his ivory white body was gradually exposed to the air middle.

Daniel hooked the corners of his lips, staring at the back of his master full of love and admiration, and walked towards the edge of the bath.

"You must be a little dizzy after soaking for so long? Do you need me to bring you a glass of water?" Daniel asked.

"Why don't you bring me a bottle of wine? I saw wine in the bag you carried back." Vincent summoned the wind, let the warm wind dry the water droplets on his body, and then he dressed His clothes and robes are like an elegant salted fish again.

"As expected of your Excellency, your eyes are sharp." Daniel smiled and brought wine and glasses for Vincent.

"But please don't be greedy, there is still a maid waiting to serve you outside the door—I hope she can know your preferences and serve you well."

As soon as Vincent heard Daniel say this, he knew that it must be the familiar who looked tolerant but actually had a lot of calculations in his heart.Express your dissatisfaction in secret. "Don't worry, it's only temporary, your service is the best in my heart."

Daniel seemed unmoved by hearing this, but the cold wind around him dissipated immediately: "I don't mean anything else—but Daniel is honored to receive such praise from Your Excellency."

Vincent didn't expose Daniel's duplicity. He chuckled and walked towards the door: "Miss Rem——I've finished washing, please take me to the bedroom to rest."

The author has something to say: Vincent: Is it necessary to argue with a little girl?Be a little gentleman

Daniel: The seat next to Your Excellency is mine!

Rem:  …

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