Night Crow Lord - Chapter 23
Chapter 23 The Flower of Melancholy
Chapter 23 The Flower of Melancholy
Among the Golar Castle.
“Master.” Butler respected some information to Count Fatt.
“Um.”
After seeing Fatt nodded, the housekeeper bowed and turned away from the room.
When he left the study room, the door was closed automatically.
A silver liquid drilled out of the wall and gathered in front of Fatt’s body.
“Master.” The mercury servant of the maid bowed his head respectfully, “The lady is back, she goes to the laboratory.”
“I know.” Fast put down the information in his hand and stood up.
Seeing his movement, the mercury servant retreated a little bit. The door of the study automatically opened. When Fatt left, the door closed, and the mercury maid’s figure was also integrated into the wall.
At this point, Elti just entered the laboratory, and her beautiful eyes blinked: “Aisha, give me a melancholy flower.”
Shortly after her voice sounded, a silver liquid drilled out of the wall, gathered in front of Elti’s body into a human figure: “Sorry, Miss Elti, no melancholy flowers.”
“No more?” Ali’s pretty face showed a little doubt, “Did you run out? Why didn’t you pick it up?”
At this time, a gentle and kind voice sounded: “The recent depression is in a fluctuation period.”
El turned over, her father, Earl Fatt came in.
“Father.” She raised her knees slightly and lifted her skirt.
“Um.” Fast nodded and walked to a cabinet not far from her. “Are you going to refine the water of spiritual energy?”
Elti blinked: “Yes.”
“Use this.” The cabinet opened itself. In a lot of material bottles, a unreal palm twisted the crystal bottle and placed it on her hand.
Apprentice spell -the hand of Lingneng.
“Is this?” Looking at the crystal bottle in his hand, Elti was a little puzzled. “The flower of the spirit?”
In the crystal bottle, there are several petals, and the white petals, like the wrinkles of the human face, make her identify.
“The alternative of melancholy flowers.” Fast said, “No, it should be said that before the appearance of melancholy, the main material of the water of Lingneng water is the flower of the spirit.Material.”
“This is the case.” Alti nodded suddenly, “So, what is the difference between the two?”
The water of Lingneng is a kind of potion used to assist the inscription.
“The water of the spirit made by the flower of the spirit of the spirit is better, but after using this spiritual water, the spirit will take about six days to become unstable.” Fatter explainedThe melancholy flower does not have such sequelae, but the effect of the auxiliary is lower. Compared with the flower of the soul, the melancholy flower is more suitable for the material of the water of the spiritual energy. ”
“Indeed.” El nodded. When the memory of the memory was assisted, the stability of Lingneng was also the focus. Otherwise, the inscriptions failed, the spirit would fluctuate violently, and even caused fainting.It is not smooth enough, it should be said to be a double -edged sword, and the flowers of melancholy are smooth.
“Yes.” Alti looked up and looked at her father, “Why is there no depression?”
Fatt turned around and walked outside the door of the laboratory: “Recently is the volatility of the melancholy, monsters will become manic, and it is difficult to collect melancholy flowers.”
“During the fluctuation?” The girl suddenly lived in a region for a long time. Lingneng radiation will gradually transform this area into a area suitable for this wizard, which will also produce a variety of special herbs.
However, if the wizard leaves the place of residence, then the original radiated area will no longer be transformed. The “characteristics” after the transformation will be difficult to maintain, and it will fluctuate. Such fluctuations will cause beasts and beasts andRiot of monsters.
The wizards who are sensitive to spiritual power and mental power can also feel, and the sensitive sensitivity of the beasts and monsters can easily feel such fluctuations and thereby developing riots.
“In the last month, don’t approach the depression.” The last moment of the laboratory, Fatt’s serious warning sounded, “The deepest part of the depression, and a formal grade monster.”
“Okay.” Hearing the word “formal level”, Elti was a spirit of excitement and completely dispelled the plan to collect melancholy flowers.
With a sound, the wooden door of the Grassa tavern was pushed away again. The wooden door seemed not to be stable, and it was not very vigorously pushing the door, but it made it nearly 180 degrees, hit the wall, and sent out a dwarfThe sound of the sound.
In the warm atmosphere, the alcoholic drinks stuffed into the meat and wine in their mouths with a smile. A group of rough men hit the wine glass. For the guests who entered the door, they glanced at the guests who entered the door.
A young man is not particularly handsome, but it is better than most people in this tavern. It is comparable to the village chief here.
Although the appearance of the blue -blooded people is very handsome, not all handsome and beautiful people are blue -blooded people. Most people will not associate these two points together, and so is this group of alcoholic.
Compared with the handsome appearance, this young man’s calm and successful temperament is more noticeable.
With the pace of the rhythm of poetry, young people who were walking in the rhythm of poetry came to the bar on the bar.
Standing inside the storage storage platform is a woman, a middle -aged woman. Although she has more wrinkles on her face, the right features allow people to know her beauty when she was young.
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The woman glanced at the harp, a damaged harp with a damaged waist, and looked at the crow in his arms.
travelling poet?
These characteristics made women think of the group of guys as soon as possible.
At this time, the group of drunk drunk was noisy: “Hey! Grysa! Let’s have another cup of malt wine!”
“Gutsa! Wouldn’t you look at this little white face?”
“Hey! Grysa! See clearly! You can be his mother at your age!”
Before the drinker who hugged, he walked to the bar, blowing Grysa’s whistle, and splashed with saliva.
Atte couldn’t help but sideways, avoiding the splash of the mixed wine, and then he looked at the woman named “Grysa”. The identity should be the woman of the tavern owner: “Lady, please give me some food.”
Hearing the name “Ms.”, Grysa’s corner of the mouth could not help but slightly lift up, and speaking with young people who could talk, it was much better than those who only know about drinking and bragging.Bymamy is a good choice. ”
“Okay.” Atti gave a smile politely, and then took out the silver coins, just like those pretending to be an elegant bard poet.
After retrieved the change, Grysa pointed to a table near the corner: “There is also a bard poet in the corner, maybe you know?”
The drunk next to him made a mouthful: “Have money together? Hahaha-”
Gutsa frowned: “Birut, hurry up to check out today, otherwise I will tell you the captain.”
“Oh!” Birut was still drunk. When he heard the word “captain”, he hit a spirit and smiled charmingly, “This, Grysa, we can also discuss it.”
The two who did not ignore the conversation, and pretended to put the copper coin that was retrieved into the pocket and stuffed it into the item bar, and went to the corner of Grysa’s finger.
When he walked towards that person, he also heard the discussion that the wine guests were not concealed:
“Belly poet? What is the same as that Baruto?”
“It looks like it should be.”
“No, I feel like he is more like a noble master!”
“How is it!? Master of the nobles is a powerful caster. How can he be a yin poet? Even if it is a waste, it will become the followers of other aristocratic masters.”
“Who knows? Maybe this young man may be?”
“Oh, if he is a nobleman, then I will cut the door of the tavern with my long sword!” A thin middle -aged man waved his dilapidated sword with a sheath.
“Okay, you can only dare to talk about it, even better than Rutter than you.”
“Hey! Are you going to compare?”
“Oh, by the way, Birut’s stupidity, it looks like Grysa is hairy again! Hahahaha!”
“As soon as he is drunk, he will look like that, you can see every few days.”
“Hey! Brother! Do you know why Grysa is so good than Rutter? Blut has owed a lot of accounts, but Grysa said he wanted him to pay the bill, but he didn’t really urge it!”
“Isn’t it because Blut has no money?”
“No! You come here, I tell you, it’s actually because of.”
He is completely improperly taken care of that group of wine guests and treats them calmly. He is more interested in discussions about other wine guests on surrounding events. When Atte walked to the corner, he could not hear it.The dialogue of the wine guests, he also put his attention on the people in front of him.
A middle -aged man, his chin has a sparse beard, and the two characters are wiped away above the lips, and a curved is raised.
At this time, the “binquet” is seriously dealing with his dinner-
A black bread.
It is the long hard bread that Atti can use it as a stick.
When Atte walked in front of him, the middle -aged man raised his head and looked at Atte, showing his meaning with his eyes.
“I am too.” Atte sat opposite him.
If this is unknown, the middle -aged people can’t help but look at him. After the dilapidated small harp hanging around his waist, he showed his expression.
Although it is a small harp, there is also the size of the chair surface. Except for the chairman, there is no fool to walk around with such things.
Moreover, that harp.
“My name is Baruto, the port from the north.” The middle -aged man was right and tried to make himself look like a bit. Unfortunately, the bread residue in the corner of the mouth destroyed it all.
(This chapter is finished)