The Duke in the Spire of Thorns

The tower surrounded by the lake seemed very inaccessible. Celeste threw a small stone into the water, and then listened to the sound of the stone falling to the bottom of the lake.

That's what Escritter did just now. The knight commander judged the depth of the lake through this method, and Celeste also wanted to try to follow the example of the other party.But unfortunately, no matter how attentive he was, he heard nothing.

The lake is very deep, and there are fierce fish in the lake. No matter how you look at it, this lake is very difficult to pass.

"It's not difficult."

Escrit's tone was light: "The real alchemists or wizards will raise mermaids in the lakes around their spiers. Compared with mermaids, these fish are not worth mentioning."

As he spoke, he drew out his dagger and cut his fingertips with the tip of the dagger.

A drop of dark red blood leaked from the wound, and Escrito dripped that drop of blood into the lake.

Compared with the lake water, Escrito's blood is completely negligible.

Celeste stood looking at him, and when Escrito retracted his hand, he took his hand back and looked at it, but he didn't see any wounds.

Escrit's fingertips were smooth and round, without any trace of a wound. If Celeste hadn't seen him cut his fingertips with a dagger, he would have doubted whether Escrit had been injured.

He looked at Escrit suspiciously: "How did your wound heal so quickly?"

Escrit smiled gently: "Because I'm different from you, I'm not human after all, if I don't even have this ability, how can I do it?"

Celeste felt that he was being perfunctory, but he didn't ask too much. Everyone has their own secrets. If Escrit doesn't want to say it, then let him not.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, looked up at Escrit, and smiled faintly.

"Mermaids?" Your Excellency the Duke shifted the topic to something he was interested in: "I always thought that mermaids were illusory legends. Do they really exist?"

"Ah."

Escrito stood on the shore, waiting quietly, "Hundreds of years ago, there were indeed many mermaids in the ocean. Alchemists would drive ships out to sea and use special bait to catch mermaids. Mermaids are the overlords of the ocean. , is not easy to catch, therefore, being able to own a mermaid is also regarded as a symbol of an alchemist's ability."

"What's that bait?"

Celeste became interested. He didn't want to capture mermaids, but if possible, he wanted to meet these legendary mythical creatures.

Judging from the books he has read, mermaids are very beautiful creatures.

"Bait?"

Escrito's tone was unclear: "If you want to attract mermaids, the best bait is a young and handsome human male."

"...they eat people?"

Celeste was a little surprised, he was about to say something more, but Escrito said at this moment: "No."

"They want to be partners with humans. Of course, humans who don't agree will be killed by them."

Celeste: "...? Aren't they mermaids? Why do you want to be partners with humans? Isn't it strange?"

Escrit replied: "Who knows? In short, some alchemists will hunt down beautiful men in order to catch mermaids. In the past, the boundaries between alchemists and wizards were not clear, so many aspects are in common. If you want to To successfully capture a mermaid, a human male must have a very handsome face, and generally only nobles can meet this standard."

Celeste suddenly felt a little cold on his back.

He wanted to ask a few more questions, but at this moment, the surface of the lake suddenly changed, and all the fish in the lake floated to the surface. The surface of the lake was densely packed and covered with dead fish. The water also began to drop slowly, and in a few moments it was all gone.

Now, nothing continues to stop them.

Celeste looked at the miraculous scene in front of him, but was not very surprised.

He felt that he should be surprised, but he had a vague feeling that it was not amazing.

It was as if he had seen it countless times before.

But this is clearly impractical.He suppressed this strange feeling, and then opened his hands to Escrit, signaling his knight commander to serve him.

—The river bed was full of dead fish, and he didn't want to walk across it at all.

Escrito stepped forward and picked up Celeste, striding towards the tower.

The tower was a bit dilapidated, but the gate made of metal was extremely strong. Eskrit put Celeste on the ground and kicked the gate open forcefully.

His strength was very great, and after a dull loud noise, the door opened.

The iron bolt behind the door broke directly into two pieces.

Celeste looked at Escrit in amazement. It was the first time he faced the side of the knight commander at such a close distance. Although many people told him that his knight commander was extremely powerful, the other party faced him. Time never reveals.

In front of him, Escrit is always obedient, so Celeste doesn't have a deep understanding of how powerful he is, he just knows that his knight commander is very powerful, but that's all.

"go in."

Celeste didn't want to admit that he admired Escrito a little bit at the moment, he lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covered his pupils, and promised not to reveal any emotions, ordered in a flat tone: "Take me to the top of the tower. "

He didn't reach out, but he stood on the ground unwilling to move, waiting for Escrito to hug him.

The knight commander sensed his master's thoughts, he picked up Celeste without any complaints, and walked towards the tower.

This is a very old tower, the stone bricks are a bit decayed, there are not many furniture in the tower, all are some rough wooden furniture, but there are some gorgeous and expensive tapestries hanging in the tower, although these tapestries are already tattered Can't see the original shape.But anyway, they are flashy and expensive things.

Rough wooden furniture and dilapidated expensive luxury goods co-exist in one space, presenting an extremely wonderful contrast, just like the combination of a noble lady and an ordinary poor.

"Either the tower has changed owners, or the descendants of the tower owner have fallen."

Celeste said.He felt that the furnishings in the tower were a murder of aesthetics.

In addition to these basic things, they also found a lot of alchemy supplies and witchcraft supplies in the tower, some of which are very new and have traces of use, but some are very old.

In a room at the top of the tower, on a table facing the window, lay a notebook open.