Salted Fish Mage Survival Log [Through the Book]

After delivering the medicine, Vincent and Burris flew straight towards the capital.

In the night, Wangdu is quietly wrapped under the twinkling stars, like a gem lying in velvet exuding a faint brilliance, it is too beautiful to behold.

"Vincent." Just when they were only half away from the capital, Boris' voice suddenly rang in Vincent's mind.

"Boris, what's the matter?" Vincent replied suspiciously.

"That elf... the elf named Erles, I think he has a very bad breath, you should avoid contact with him in the future." Boris' voice was a little serious.

"Really...don't worry, I'm strong." Vincent patted Burris' neck reassuringly, then put his cheek on Eagle Tie's furry neck, and closed his eyes.

"Even if Erles really harbors malice towards me, it doesn't matter." Vincent said softly.

"Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover. Even if Erles is very powerful, I still have you fighting side by side with me." Vincent said briskly.

He knew that Burris would never target Elles like this for no reason, but before Elles did something that hurt him, he couldn't be so suspicious all the time.

"By the way, Boris, look, this is the capital of Roland—my second hometown." Vincent and Boris have already arrived in front of the capital.

As expected of Eagle Tie, the flying speed should not be underestimated, but in such a short time, he came from the green forest in the west to Roland, the king's capital on the east side of the mainland.

"Vincent's second hometown?" Burris asked curiously.

Boris' question did not affect him, and he drove Vincent nimbly among the standing gray spiers, and flew towards the center of the brightly lit city.

The royal city is surrounded by a spacious moat, with white walls and red towers lined up one after another, and occasionally there is a long line of lights walking back and forth in it.

It was probably the guards patrolling the palace.

"Like this, Ludwig said he was waiting for me in that palace." Vincent looked around and found the palace that Ludwig described.

Burris was unequivocal. He flapped his wings and turned his direction in mid-air. Then, Shibang, which spread out flat, passed the top of the tall tower and flew towards the direction Vincent pointed.

Is this palace new?

When Vincent and Burris landed smoothly on the bluestone-paved clearing surrounded by flowerbeds, this thought flashed through their minds.

Whether it is structure or style, it is not very similar to the original style of this imperial city.

Vincent looked at that even the outer wall of the palace was covered with patterns of violets and irises, and then looked at the gazebo built on the water on the right.

I found that this seemed to be the architectural style I had mentioned to Ludwig before.

Vincent couldn't help showing a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't wait to walk towards the brightly lit palace door.

Vincent was delighted that his friend had taken to heart what he had only casually said about his favorite style of architecture, and even built a very similar palace.

Ludwig's emphasis on himself filled Vincent with guilt and apology.

Guilty that he still wanted to alienate Ludwig with the reason of building the mage tower, and sorry that he didn't realize that the flow rate of time was different, which caused Ludwig to worry about himself for so long.

When you see Ludwig, apologize to him properly.

Vincent made up his mind.

"I won't go in, Vincent." Boris flew to the top of the gazebo and lay down on the eaves of the gazebo.He didn't turn into a human form, and the orange-red hair on Boris' body perfectly blended with the red bricks of the gazebo.

If you don't look carefully under such night, you won't be able to see that such a huge monster is still crouching on the gazebo.

Vincent thought about it and thought it was right.

Leaving Boris' personal wishes aside, Vincent went to meet his best friend whom he had kept pigeons for so long, and it would not be good to bring someone whom Ludwig didn't know.

Vincent also said to Burris in the same way of spiritual communication: "Then you wait for me here, and I will introduce you to Ludwig later."

Burris didn't say a word. He buried his head in his crossed forelimbs. His golden pupils quietly watched Vincent walk to the magnificent palace with elegant but swift steps, and then his figure was caught by the open eyes. swallowed by the door.

Watching Vincent's figure disappear from his sight, Boris flicked his long tail a little uneasy, and the fluffy tail hit the red tiles of the gazebo, making a slight click.

(I don't want Vincent to see others.) Burris thought sullenly.

(Is this palace making me uncomfortable because I'm interracial? Vincent doesn't seem to feel anything.)

(Is Vincent really all right by himself?) Burris wondered uneasily.

I don't know how Boris was worried about himself outside. As soon as Vincent walked to the gate of the palace, an attendant opened the door and welcomed him in.

And bypassing the huge screen standing in front of the door is a spacious and comfortable banquet hall.

Ludwig was sitting in front of a warm fireplace burning with coals. The orange flames danced, casting an amber radiance on his handsome face and platinum-blond hair that was almost silver.

The moment he saw Vincent, Ludwig's face seemed to be lit up, and he was a different person from the expressionless face before.

He put down the goblet in his hand, stood up and walked towards Vincent.

The attendant leading Vincent retreated knowingly, leaving the two long-lost friends watching each other silently.

As time ticked by, Ludwig's purple pupils kept staring at Vincent closely, as if he was afraid that Vincent would disappear for another few years in the next moment.

It was Vincent who spoke first.

He scratched his black hair helplessly, took a long breath, and smiled at Ludwig: "Sorry... I haven't contacted you for so long, you must be very worried—"?

Before the final coda could be spoken, Vincent was suddenly embraced in a warm embrace.

Smelling the faint scent of rosin from the opposite chest, Vincent's stiff shoulders, which had been hugged suddenly, gradually relaxed.

This is Ludwig's breath.

And the somewhat alienated atmosphere dissipated in Ludwig's overwhelmed excited embrace.

Even though Ludwig had become supreme emperor, and even though they hadn't actually seen each other in years, the friendship seemed to remain the same.

Vincent raised his hand, hugged Ludwig back, and gently patted his friend's back to comfort him.

As soon as Vincent's hand touched Ludwig's back, he found that Ludwig was very thin.The part where the palm touches can even touch the bulging bone on Ludwig's shoulder.

But Vincent remembered that Ludwig was not like this before.

Although Ludwig is more talented in magic, he is also practicing martial arts and swordsmanship.

Vincent still remembered that he helped Ludwig's body when he was at the border.

But at that time Ludwig's body was strong, although he was also a little thin, but the muscles attached to the skeleton contained strength and elasticity.

Even if he is on the throne, he no longer needs to sweat and fight, and it is absolutely impossible for Ludwig to lose weight like this in a few years.

Vincent was full of doubts, but he also knew that it would be impolite to ask some sensitive topics at this time and in this place.

So he just swallowed these questions back to his stomach, waiting for the right time to ask them again.

Ludwig held Vincent's arm very hard, and his palms were crossed behind Vincent's waist, as if he wanted to rub Vincent into his flesh and blood.

This posture made Vincent tightly trapped in Ludwig's chest and arms, being strangled by Ludwig's wrist, Vincent felt his chest was a little tight.

But Vincent silently endured these discomforts. After all, Ludwig's worry was understandable, and it was originally Vincent's fault.

I don't know how long it took before Ludwig seemed to calm down and let go of Vincent who was imprisoned in his arms.

Ludwig didn't let Vincent leave him too far, his fingers turned to hold Vincent's wrist, and said the first sentence he saw Vincent: "It's good that you are safe and sound, Vincent."

Ludwig stared at his friend with the same pair of purple eyes that Vincent remembered: "I miss you very much, Vincent."

When he heard these two sentences, Vincent was still a little worried, but gradually let go.

That's great, Ludwig still regards himself as a friend, and he doesn't seem to be angry that he suddenly disappeared for so long.

Vincent couldn't help showing a faint smile on his face. He wanted to explain to Ludwig that he didn't mean to be silent for so long, but Ludwig shook his head and stopped Vincent from thinking. The action to explain.

"Anyway, you probably encountered some kind of adventure. Look at your face, you are as young as I just met you." Ludwig stared at Vincent's still young and handsome face, the corners of his eyes moved very lightly. There was a twitch.

Vincent didn't notice this slight expression of his friend, he was being pulled by Ludwig to visit the palace.

According to Ludwig, it was built according to some details that Vincent had told him before.Some places were built according to the customs and customs of the country, but others, especially the structures praised by Vincent and Ludwig, were perfectly reproduced.

The fully transparent glass plank road, the flowing water flowing in the room, and the green and fresh vines climbing on the wall, and then there is the patio wrapped in the corridor.

In the courtyard, a dense and lush tree soars to the sky, and green branches hang down along the edge of the corridor, which is very bright for the eyes.

And in the orderly and secluded bushes, Vincent saw the swing hanging from the strong branches.

At that time, Vincent just mentioned that it is very interesting to have a swing, but he did not expect that Ludwig even made a swing.

However, this swing is more of a decorative function. After all, both Vincent and Ludwig himself are past the age of using swings for entertainment.

"It's amazing. I never thought I could see such an architectural style again." Vincent put his right hand on his chest, with a smile on his face all the time.

This kind of architectural style may be a bit nondescript, but Vincent likes it very much. It reminds him of his previous life, the hometown that he can never go back to

The feeling of being so valued by friends is really great, making Vincent feel as if he is walking on clouds, his body is soft under his feet.

"There is another place I want you to see, Vincent. I spent a lot of effort to create it, you must go and see it." Ludwig looked at Vincent's happy face and suddenly said softly.

"Huh? Where else?" Vincent asked suspiciously.He should have read all the architectural structures and styles that he told Ludwig before that only his previous life had.

"My room." Ludwig showed a normal smile to Vincent who didn't notice anything.