The Duke in the Spire of Thorns

Celeste recognized the voice.

Not long before he fell asleep, he had talked with the owner of the voice, and the impression in his mind was still there.

"If you want to continue the visit, please show your invitation letter." The voice continued: "If you don't have an invitation letter, then I regret to inform you that your visit is over here."

Celeste didn't want to leave here so soon, not to mention, this was his dream.

He thought of the pendant that the man in black gave him tonight, and subconsciously reached out to touch his neck. Sure enough, the warm pendant was still hanging around his neck.

He tentatively raised the pendant slightly, and said, "This is my invitation letter."

"welcome."

As soon as the other party finished speaking, the thick fog that surrounded Celeste before began to recede to both sides.Celeste put the pendant back into his collar, stood where he was, and observed the surrounding scene.

After the thick fog dissipated, he found that he was standing in front of a gorgeous bronze staircase. He looked up and couldn't see the end of the bronze staircase.

So he raised his legs and walked up without hesitation, but a miraculous thing happened. Just when his feet stepped on the first step, the bronze stairs, which had been stationary, suddenly started to move by themselves, following the gears. The sound of clenching sounded, and the stairs under Celeste's feet began to slowly climb up.

This is really surprising.

Celeste was terribly shocked, and cautiously held the handrail, standing still and not daring to move.

The surrounding scenery gradually changed as he climbed up. Celeste looked around and found a lot of unusual things - various metal creations that seemed to be abandoned, some exotic flowers and plants... In short, it seems that It was his dream, but everything that appeared in the dream was definitely the work of the black-robed man before.

Celeste didn't feel that he could be hurt in the dream, so he gradually relaxed.Finally, he saw the end of the bronze staircase, just ahead, a fairly wide cliff.

"...Does he want me to jump from here?"

Celeste couldn't help grunting, and he took a step forward, leaving the bronze staircase.Turning around, the stairs were gone.

Now, he has a not-so-good discovery, that is, he is now trapped on the top of a cliff hanging in the air on all sides, which is a bit dangerous.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

The voice of the man in black suddenly sounded behind Celeste. He turned around and saw that the other party was standing in a strange-looking iron cage with carved patterns, and he was about to open the door and come out.

His face was still hidden under the hood, only a small half of his pale chin was exposed.Celeste said nothing, waiting for him to speak.

"Welcome to be your guest, Your Excellency the Duke."

"Thank you."

Celeste replied lightly, if possible, he would like to lift the hood of the other party, and judge what this guy is doing from the other party's expression.

"Hello, respected Mr. Black Robe." Seeing that the other party seemed not to introduce himself, Celeste bent his lips and showed a polite smirk: "If it is possible, I would like to know your name."

"Oh, I'm sorry." The man in black walked towards Celeste. "It was my negligence. Then, please allow me to introduce myself formally. I am Escrilt, an ordinary alchemist."

"Hello, Mr. Escrit."

Celeste said.

After briefly introducing himself, Escrito invited Celeste to go with him to his "humble house", and the means of transportation was the metal cage.

Celeste agreed without the slightest hesitation.He was convinced that his present healthy body was Escrit's masterpiece, and he wondered why.

With a "click", the door of the iron cage was closed by Escrit.Immediately afterwards, he reached out and touched the weird magic circle engraved on a metal plate inside the iron cage, and a burst of golden light lit up. Celeste lowered his head and realized that he was already in midair.

Now he and Escrit are like two birds in a cage.

Celeste thought casually.

"It will be there soon."

Escrito said gently, with a good attitude, and Celeste even noticed a little bit of flattery in the other party's words.

This strange attitude confused Celeste, but he didn't ask because he felt that he would know the truth sooner or later.

"If possible, I would like you to answer a question for me."

Celeste said politely that for him, nothing compares to the healthy body he has now, "How did you make me so healthy all of a sudden?"

"Although I am willing to answer your questions, but this involves some profound alchemy knowledge, you can say that you have no understanding of alchemy, so I can't explain it for the time being."

Escrito's attitude was very good, and Celeste did not continue to ask.He just added a new question, "So, will my body get better in real life?"

"of course."

Escrit said that he gave Celeste an affirmative answer, "Just wear the pendant I gave you, and you will be fine, I promise."

They rose higher and higher, higher and higher, and the clouds were now under their feet. Celeste looked into the distance and saw nothing but the blue sky and clouds.

Under the leadership of Eswell, they passed through a transparent barrier. After a brief sense of isolation passed, what was presented to Celeste was a magnificent city that could not be described in words.

It was a bottomless castle, oh, maybe it would be more appropriate to call it a city.The top of the tower soars into the sky, and the bottom of the tower hangs down into the abyss. You can't see the top or the bottom.One after another, the spiers are gathered together in a patchwork manner, and the towers are connected with each other by delicate and circuitous bridges, which together constitute this magnificent city of a thousand towers.

"Welcome to my humble house."

Escrito's smiling voice sounded in Celeste's ear, and Celeste glanced at him, but the other's facial features were still covered by the hood, and Celeste couldn't see the other's expression, naturally It is also impossible to judge whether this is modesty or veiled showing off.

As a master, he invited Celeste to be a guest in his "humble house". The grand door slowly rose, revealing the interior scene. Celeste stepped on the door, stepping on an old stone road, The door behind him slowly fell and closed, blocking out the light.

After the gate was completely closed, the surroundings immediately became gloomy. Escrit reached out and held Celeste's hand, drawing a simple pattern on the back of his hand with his fingertips.

Hillest withdrew his hand, he felt a small voice coming from his ear, and his consciousness was gradually withdrawn. At this moment, Escrito suddenly took off his hood and looked towards Hilles Te showed a smile: "Welcome to be a guest next time, I will always be here waiting for you."

Celeste's eyes widened. He never imagined that the face hidden under the other party's hood was exactly the same as Eswell's!Even those bright emerald green eyes are exactly the same.

At the same time, Celeste finally understood where the familiarity brought to him by the other party's voice came from, and that was Eswell's voice!It's just that the other party deliberately lowered his voice, so it sounds slightly different!

Before Celeste could come up with a result, his consciousness was completely withdrawn from this area.

"Good morning."

Eswell's voice rang in his ears as always.Celeste opened his eyes and saw Eswell standing beside his bed.

In fact, the job of waking Celeste up has always been undertaken by the butler, but at some point, Eswell replaced the butler.Celeste has never cared about this kind of thing, so he didn't bother to investigate the reason, anyway, Eswell served well.

He sat up, his blue eyes fixed on Eswell, expressionless.Eswell stood where he was, letting him look meekly at him.

silence.

After a long time, Celeste said coldly, "Do you have anything to say to me?"

Looking at Eswell's face, all he felt was the anger of being fooled.In his opinion, Eswell is his most loyal servant, and he will not and cannot hide anything from him, so he is very proud of it.However, now, he discovered that Eswell was the one who fooled him the longest!

Now that he has the ability to bring him back to health, what was he doing when he was suffering before?What was he doing when he foolishly turned to religion for help?In the end, he had to set his sights on alchemy, and even spent a lot of money to support an alchemist, just to get a little hope, what was he doing?

He just stood there, watching indifferently, maybe he secretly laughed at his own stupidity in his heart.This idea made Celeste unacceptable, and he was so angry that he had to suppress them forcibly in order to maintain his dignity.

"I'm sorry." Elsevier looked bewildered.Heh, it's so rare that the usually calm and indifferent knight commander actually has such a side. Celeste smiled, and a cold smile bloomed on his lips, but soon, he pursed his lips again.

"You're not Elswell at all, are you?"

Celeste recalled: "In my memory, Eswell has always been a mediocre, dull, and ordinary knight without the slightest merit. At the time, I wondered how a person who had been ordinary for more than ten years, in a short period of time Within two years, it has transformed into an excellent one, shining like gold. At first I thought it was a so-called 'late bloomer', but now it seems that it is not at all."

Celeste looked at him sternly, and asked, "You're not Eswell, who are you?"