Dawn of the Grey Tower

"No, I can't get in touch." From the quiet room specially prepared for the mage, the cheese returned to the command room. After he finished his inference, he tried to contact the curse crow in Molten Iron City, hoping to tell him what he had reasoned about. However, even if the cheese guessed him last night, he couldn't guess that his fellow comrade is now engaged in a fierce battle with the steel devil of Grand Duke Hammer, how could he have the opportunity to receive a message from him.

At this time, the command room is much better than the situation where only the mage and the three of them were just now. Dr. Hill, who came back with the cheese, has completed a simple treatment of her neck. She has a layer of wood and bandages attached to her shoulders. It is foreseeable that this woman will be in the next few days Doctors can only look at things from one perspective.

In addition, Lightning, which has completed the repair mission of the daytime battlefield, also returned here with its dwarf companions. Now these little guys take up most of the space in the command room and are recovering the physical strength they consume by eating. Watching Lightning swallow a piece of cheese about the size of its head into the mouth, the mage's mouth twitched subconsciously.

Now that the dwarves have completed their missions, the Batmans sent to carry and protect them are naturally dispersed into other actions. The leader of the Batmans as leaders is hanging upside down on the beam with his eyes closed. He does not need vision. Hearing alone is enough to construct a complete image in mind.

"Isn't Edward's people back yet?" Simply greeted a few people, and the cheese walked over to Roland's chair. The old man didn't answer immediately with his eyes closed. Roland looked really tired. It seemed that he noticed his tiredness, and even the always noisy lightning did not disturb his rest.

"They want to make sure that the soldiers on the city wall can stand until the moment of sunrise. Edward won't take his people back until the sun rises." Amyah came out of a door, and the witch's hand pushed a A small cart with an exquisite teapot and a few cups of the same material on it, "I put some herbal medicines that can relax my spirits. Although I can't take it for a long time, it can still be used for short-term use instead of sleeping."

Roland opened his eyes when he smelled the herbal tea. He nodded to Amyah, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it carefully. The cheese did not stop the magician's movements, because he had analyzed the composition of the tea when he smelled the tea. So he also poured a glass for himself and put it on his mouth carefully to blow it.

"Cough" The old man took a sip of tea and choked slightly with the bitter taste of the tea that did not match the aroma, but as this small sip of tea flowed into the throat, Roland could clearly feel a heat gradually spreading along the stomach bag Coming, spreading all over the body, shocked the old man's spirit as if he had slept.

"This is a medicinal tea recipe invented by my mother. When she stays up late, she often asks me and Kelandi to cook for her. For ordinary people, this tea can effectively replace sleep, just like I said just now Yes, it is best not to drink too much in a row, it is too irritating for your body. "The witch said.

"The weight of lion's tail grass can be reduced a little. Appropriate addition of Ningshen grass to neutralize the ingredients of other herbs can effectively reduce the side effects on the body. By the way, I suggest adding some honey, which is too bitter." The cheese said this after taking another sip of herbal tea. The mage's words attracted the dwarfs who were attracted by the scent to cancel their plans to try a cup. These little guys don't like the bitter taste.

"Okay. Actually, besides my mother, Kelandi and I don't like to drink it. It's just that when I saw Mr. Roland was too tired, I thought of this kind of herbal tea." Emia nodded and noted down The opinion of the cheese. For herbal medicine, a skill that requires a lot of knowledge and rich experimental experience, she and her daughter are not as skilled as the older witch.

In this regard, in fact, the mage is the same. The herbal medicine score of the cheese has not been excellent, but given that he is often forced by Alina to prepare some ointments or liquids of unknown significance, the mage is still somewhat insightful in the application of simple herbs. of.

"By the way, you mentioned that the main target of the plague spreaders is Molten Iron City. Are you going to leave immediately?" Said the witch as she pretended to be casual when adding tea to Roland. This seemingly unintentional language is obviously a temptation. Emia is very afraid that the cheese will throw away the mess of the king after getting new clues and plunge into the hammer.

"No, as soon as there was one of my classmates in the molten iron city. Secondly, I couldn't let these ratmen continue to do so." This answer was the result of the Master's deliberations, and he couldn't convince himself to put down this besieged city. After all, regardless of the true purpose of the spread of the plague, the plague of the rat-man is indeed a catastrophe enough to sweep the entire world. As one of the earliest people to fight this plague, the sense of responsibility in the cheese forced him to complete himself. duty of.

"Three times, I haven't dug out the **** woman's eyes." As the mage's voice fell, a low voice came from the door of the command room. Jack, still in the form of a werewolf, walked back to the room, his fur. It's full of body fluids that don't know anything. Judging from the wolfwalker's speech, he had deep resentment against Qi Li, who had played with him.

Jack's words made Roland and the mouth of the cheese both smile bitterly, vengeance, which can be said to be the inherent label of the wolf walker. Just like the wolf witches in Iron Fort who are still reluctant to let Jack go for years, the werewolf hatred will continue until the end of their lives, and will even be passed on to the next generation. The tighter ethnic consciousness brings them a more compelling personality.

"It's finished?" The cheese again sat on his air chair, turning his head to ask his companion who had just returned.

"Of course, who do you think I am? But after all, what did those water ghosts grow up to eat, and why even the flesh is so stinky." Jack said, raising his arms and sniffing under his nose ~ www. ltnovel.com ~ Then quickly made a disgusted expression.

"Uh, strictly speaking, those guys are just floating corpses that don't know how long. You know, ghouls don't want to eat." The mage shrugged and said to the werewolf.

"Okay, okay. I knew what you were doing for me." Jack rolled his eyes. As the Edward family was going to the enemy's back and involved the energy of the ratmen, the task of cleaning up the water ghost fell on his shoulder. This task is not difficult for the Wolfwalker, but the stench on his body has made Jack himself unbearable.

"Sorry, Ms. Emia, can I borrow your bathroom, or anything else that can clean up my body? I do n’t even dare to lift the wolf shape right now, if these things are applied directly to the skin, it will definitely make I'm crazy. "

The witch nodded, and she gently raised her hand. A small object that looked like a ladybug flickered a pale green light from her hand, and quickly circled the werewolf twice.

"Just follow it. The water in the bathroom will be updated automatically, you don't have to care."

Jack nodded and left the room.