Salted Fish Mage Survival Log [Through the Book]

Vincent didn't want the dream to affect him, he hated being coerced the most.

Judging from the ending of the dream last night, this continuous dream that forced him to read the original novel from another angle has finally come to an end.

As for why he dreamed of this continuous dream, it was probably the price he paid for traveling to this world, Vincent.

"Do you want to change the fate and save the world..." Vincent sighed, moved his hand slightly, and took out the ice red wine that was secretly hidden from the space ring.

He took a sip of ice wine at a suitable temperature to moisten his dry and hot throat, and then he was stunned for a while.

It wasn't until he felt a bit of coolness from his sweaty clothes that Vincent got out of the bed with bare feet.

He directly drew out the teleportation array and came to the daytime bathroom. The water in it had been drained, leaving only an empty pool.

Vincent snapped his fingers, didn't even bother to chant the spell, and directly summoned the water flow to fill the pool, and then immersed his body in the sparkling pool.

"Don't keep reminding me like this, I'm already preparing." Vincent bit his lip hard, dissatisfied with the unknown force that has been interfering with his will.

It was the same on the day he took Caesarion.

Vincent had nightmares all night.

In the dream, the students of 'Vincent' died in all kinds of blood and flesh, and the one who ignored all these was Caesarlane who was riding on the body of the pure white griffin.

With the help of the moonlight coming in from the glazed window, Vincent saw his face covered with water on the water.

"I won't go this far." Vincent looked at his reflection and murmured.

"So don't worry, I won't be you, and don't use your will to influence me—I will make a perfect ending."

The oaths that no one knows are scattered on the cold pool.

——In the early morning of the next day, when Daniel went to knock on the door of his master's bedroom, he saw a maid pushing a dining car not far away.

After feeling proud that he was more competent, Daniel glanced at the maid Rem, hiding the pleasant smile on the corner of his mouth under his hair.

"Your Excellency, it's already morning, please get up quickly, the coronation ceremony will be later, it's bad behavior to be late." Daniel said loudly.

But Daniel didn't intend to keep knocking like this, after all, he knew very well how sleepy his lord was in bed in the morning.

So after knocking twice, he put his hand on the doorknob and opened it.

Before Rem could stop her, she saw Daniel walking straight in.

Rem could feel that she was squeezed out by this handsome follower, but after all, she was only temporarily dispatched to take charge of Vincent's daily life, so it was impossible to compare with Daniel.

Daniel walked towards the bed with the curtains down, but frowned when he was about to arrive, and stepped up to the bed.

He lifted the curtain, and as expected, there was no figure of his lordship on the bed? !

Although Daniel couldn't see it on the surface, he was already anxious in his heart. He reached out and touched the messy bed.The freezing temperature told Daniel that Vincent hadn't been in this bed for a long time.

Daniel's heart suddenly sank. He looked around and found Vincent on the roof extending from the room.

"Your Excellency, it's so rare that you don't need me to wake you up." Daniel said to Vincent with a bit of a joke.

Vincent heard Daniel's voice. He was sitting on a chair on the roof, and empty wine bottles were already placed above and below the table.

When Daniel saw wine bottles all over the table and even on the floor, he immediately lowered his face, frowned and said in disapproval, "Did you drink all night last night?!"

"Ah, I didn't sleep well last night, so I thought I'd probably be able to fall asleep thinking about drinking." Vincent smiled wryly and scratched his black hair. After the wind blowing in the middle of the night, the wet hair had long since dried out.

"I didn't expect that it would be morning after such a drink. But it was a blessing in disguise, and I saw a beautiful sunrise." Vincent smiled at Daniel.

"I'll trouble you to prepare my dress. The current one smells like alcohol, and it probably isn't gorgeous enough."

"..." Daniel sensed something was wrong with Vincent, but as a familiar, what he should do at this time was to prepare for Vincent's next steps.

——What's more, he has already heard the voice of the maid who is busy, and Daniel must not lose to her.

Daniel nodded yes, he simply picked up Vincent, carried him all the way to the big bed in the bedroom, and then began to undress his master.

The first time the maid Rem saw that attendant Daniel took off Vincent's clothes on his own, she was so startled that her scalp would explode, and she turned around quickly.

Rem stared at the dining cart she pushed, the dishes covered by the round lids were carefully prepared by the chefs here, and there were as many as five kinds of appetizers alone.

Rem counted the names of these dishes in her heart to divert her attention.

But maybe it was because she didn't see it visually, so instead, Rem could hear the rustling sound of cloth rubbing behind her more clearly.

"Your Excellency, please raise your hand, I can't put on your underwear for you." Daniel's voice sounded low.

"How long did you drink and blow the wind yesterday? Why is your skin so cold?" Daniel continued unhappily, and the voice of the flaxen-haired entourage sounded softly, "Let me Come to warm you up, your fingers are so cold."

Then Rem heard Vincent say helplessly: "That's enough, Daniel. There are still many clothes left."

"Ah, that's it. Please forgive me for being rude, Your Excellency." Daniel seemed to suddenly understand, and then the rustling of clothes continued to sound.

"Wait, I don't like these pants - they're too tight," Vincent complained.

"It will be the coronation ceremony of His Majesty the new emperor later, please don't think about wearing those baggy trousers before - this doesn't match the dress you will wear later!" Daniel said disapprovingly.

"A dress should match, don't you want to hear the other guests laugh at your mix and match?"

"Just laugh at it, anyway, I don't care." Vincent said lazily.

"Then this is my negligence as your follower." Daniel couldn't laugh or cry, he had already put on the trousers for Vincent, and then began to put on soft sheep socks for his master who liked to go barefoot.

"And it's rare to see you wearing a full formal attire. Please fulfill my little wish." Daniel finished putting on the boots for Vincent, and finally adjusted Vincent's skirt, looking at it with satisfaction. Works done by myself.

"Okay, Your Excellency, you can get up now." Daniel half-bent, stretched out his hand towards Vincent.

What's going on, this pair of master and slave.Rem blushed, she stared at the dinner plate, and her heart had already started to count the names of the dishes, to count the steps to make these dishes.

It should have been a normal conversation about clothes, but Rem couldn't help but feel shy because of their conversation.

Perhaps it was the gentleness in Daniel's words that was about to drip?Or the groping sound of those ambiguous palms stroking the smooth fabric?Or is it simply the exhalation of Daniel warming Lord Vincent's fingers?

Rem was still young and didn't understand the tricks here, but when this long changing of clothes was finally over, she was still greatly relieved in her heart.

Then Rem raised a standard service smile and turned around to introduce the dishes that this annex is proud of to His Excellency Vincent, but this professional maid felt as if her heart had been hit hard by a huge hammer. Immediately unable to move.

For the first time, Rem realized that people with black hair and black eyes can be so dazzling and beautiful.

This Master Hyperion put on a white mage robe, but it was not the loose and triangular mage robe that Rem remembered, but a very close-fitting mage robe that shone with crystal clear light.

The placket is opened to both sides, and inside the placket is a dark black inner shirt with complex dark patterns faintly shining.

Further down is a long belt of the same color. The long belt circled around Vincent's waist and tied a very nice knot in front of him.

The white robe stopped at Vincent's thighs, but the black trousers he was wearing underneath perfectly set off those straight and slender legs.

His feet were wearing beige gray short boots, coupled with his deep black hair and pupils of the same color, he easily caught Rem's attention just by standing there.

It was just a change of clothes, but Vincent's sense of presence changed suddenly. He looked as refined and noble as the nobles Rem had seen from afar.

But she has more indescribable temperament than those nobles.

Rem's heart was beating fast, and the blush that had subsided once again took over her face.

Daniel stood in front of Vincent in displeasure, and woke up Rem from his dizziness with a cold voice: "Hurry up and arrange your breakfast first, don't be dazed there—please do your job well !"

Rem woke up like a dream, and immediately didn't dare to look at Vincent again, for fear that she would be overwhelmed by that captivating appearance again.

Seeing Daniel treating Rem so harshly, Vincent said, "Don't be so harsh, after all, it's really weird for me to wear this."

As he spoke, Vincent couldn't help laughing at himself.

"After all, it's not the clothes that suit me." Vincent finally ended with this sentence.

"Where?" Daniel said seriously to Vincent: "Please believe me, Your Excellency. If you keep wearing this suit, the entire capital, no, no, the entire continent, as long as there are intelligent creatures with eyes, they will be unable to extricate themselves. fall in love with you and become your faithful believer!"

What a horrible cult this is!

Vincent couldn't help but slander in his heart.