Lot chuckled and threw the towel back into the water, but Burris was sullen and kept staring at the sleeping elf.
"This is troublesome..."
"What's the trouble?" Lot asked. "Are you worried that he won't leave when he wakes up?"
"Of course this is one of the troubles." Boris pinched his eyebrows, "He was attacked nearby, so it is very likely that he would not dare to leave after waking up. Don't look at him dressing himself up like this, in fact, he is very brave. Small… "
"Necromancers and timid..."
"He's really timid, though he won't admit it." Burris sighed.
Lott thought for a while and asked, "Is Holly Village safe now?"
"Normally it's relatively safe...but now I'm not sure. You see, that brings us to the second problem—I don't know what hit the pines yet."
"How about this," Lott said, "you go to rest, I will send him to Holly Village before the elf wakes up, and let him wake up in a certain tavern room with a confused face tomorrow. Just as I can By the way, take a look around, if there is anything unusual, I can find it in time."
"But… "
"Did you forget, I'm immune to magic." After finishing speaking, Lott suddenly turned Boris in the other direction and hugged him horizontally. He carried the mage to the door and opened the door with his feet. Boris felt that this was inappropriate, don't After several awkward pushes, Luo Te refused to let go.
"There is no one else in the tower." Lott stood on the floating plate, "You are a mere human being, so what if you are helped by a demigod? It's okay, it's not ashamed at all. By the way, this reminds me of the past... thinking of us leaving While in the snow…”
Burris leaned into his arms and smiled wryly: "It seems that I am too useless to say this, and I haven't made much progress after more than sixty years."
"Don't be humble, a person who is too good will be insincere if he is humble," Lott said. "At that time, you were hurt by others, but this time it was your apprentice who wanted to rescue you; you had nothing at that time, and now you are A very famous mage... Can this be regarded as progress?"
The floating disc stopped on the living floor. This time Lott didn't go to the lounge, but went directly to Burris' bedroom. Anyway, those protective spells didn't work for him, and no princess would dissuade him now.
There was nothing special about Burris's bedroom. The decoration style was simple, and the furniture was straight and unadorned. It was not as spacious and gorgeous as Lott's room. The only special thing in the house is the huge glass bay window, which is facing Burris' bed. Thick blankets and cushions are stacked on the wide window sill at the bottom. The thin silver-gray metal carvings on the window support a large Glass, the glass extends to the roof and forms a curved shape, which is integrated with the semi-curved ceiling. Standing in front of the window, you can look up at the bright moon from different angles at any time, and you can also bathe your whole body in the first ray of sunshine in the morning.
Looking at this delicate window, Lott couldn't help admiring a few words to himself. Boris took this opportunity to break free from his embrace, and sat on the bed by himself leaning on the wall... It was too weird to be hugged and placed on the bed. Fortunately, he found a chance to avoid this from happening.
Lot approached the window and touched the glass: "It's amazing... Burris, is this the one you mentioned..."
"What?" Burris's mind turned a little slow now.
"You mentioned, one of your many dreams. 'Great windows that open all the way to the ceiling, where you can sit and read a book'... You really did!"
"Oh, this," Boris lowered his head a little embarrassedly, "I was almost talking nonsense at that time, and you remember it so clearly."
Lott smiled and shook his head: "This is not nonsense. You said it very methodically... By the way, what do you do in summer? Don't you think too much glass will make it very hot?"
Burris was thinking about how to change the subject, mentioning that it always made him feel a little uncomfortable in the past... Fortunately, the Skeleton Lord's ability to digress made him no longer have to worry about it.
"It won't be hot in summer. The temperature in my tower is constant for all seasons. And, you see—" Boris reached out his hand, and touched one of the glass with the magic of touching objects through the air. With the movement of his fingers, the touched glass The glass changed color, from fully transparent to translucent dark tan, from dark tan to opaque pure white, and from white back to transparent.
Burris explained: "I can change the light transmittance of each glass, and I can also adjust the degree of sound insulation. Of course, there is a continuous operation of protection outside the tower, and there will be no unauthorized things approaching the glass from the outside. By the way , In fact, this window is not made of glass, this material is called Qingquan crystal, which is a special ore that is very suitable for magic improvement."
"That's great," Lott nodded, "Is it expensive?"
"You want to install windows like this?"
"I don't need such a high window, just replace the glass of ordinary windows with this material. Is it expensive?"
"It's objectively expensive," Burris said, "but it's really not that much. If you want, I can arrange for someone to start preparing it...but, you know, even if you install this...you can't do it yourself Take control of it. Don't you... can only cast spells by kissing? I don't know if you can also do things... "
"This kind of glass must be manipulated by magic?" Lot's back slumped.
"Yes. The most basic air touch spell is fine, and junior apprentices can also use it. In short, magic must be used, and direct contact with fingers is useless."
"Forget it, I can't cast a spell on the window, it has no mouth," said Lott, "Burris, open it for me."
"What?"
"Can this window be opened? Open it for me."
Burris opened one of the compartments for him, and the cool air slipped in. "No, no, make it bigger," Lott gestured with his hands, "The one next to it is bigger, please open it for me."
"What on earth are you going to do?" Boris already had the answer in his heart, but he just couldn't believe that the Lord of Skeletons wanted to do such an inexplicable thing.
Lot straightened his clothes in front of Burris' floor-to-ceiling mirror: "I'm going out for inspection, didn't we agree just now? I'll go to the nearby forest to take a look, and then come back to pick up the elf and send him to Holly Village, and then I will inspect Holly Village and several other places that are far away... Burris, don’t open your mouth, I know you have doubts, you must want to ask me why I don’t go through the main entrance.”
"Yes, why? Do you have a hobby of tower jumping?"
"No. It's like this... Although my spellcasting ability is limited, I still have many special abilities that you humans have never seen. I mean, my body's own abilities are like walking, running and jumping, like a dragon The breath of the water demon and the gaze of the water demon, they are not spells, so they are not restricted. The reason why I plan to jump the tower is because I plan to show you one of my abilities... "
"Exhibit what ability? You... can fly directly in the sky?" For Burris, this is not difficult to guess.
"Yes, I can fly. I know you mages also have flying spells, flying is not a strange thing. I mainly want to show it to you, the point is to show 'in front of you', not 'fly', you Do you understand?"
No, I don't understand... Burris nodded tentatively. Lotter saw that he didn't understand, so he explained again: "It's like this, just like the plot in a literary work I read before... People often show something deliberately in front of people who are close, even This thing is nothing special. For example, a child asks his mother, Mom, do you think I run fast? Has his mother never seen other people run? Or does the child think his mother can’t run? Also, for example, a man deliberately ran in front of a girl Take off his shirt to chop wood and show her muscles, is it because the girl has never seen muscles? Or is it because the man's body is so perfect? Neither! Seeing the compliments. That’s one of the many weaknesses that people have in common—it’s not enough to run, to have muscles, and you have to get people who care to praise these things, so that people can be satisfied.”
Boris tried to interject several times but failed. At the end of the hearing, he finally understood what Lott wanted to express.
He was once again surprised by the frankness of the Skeleton Monarch. The courage to expose one's inner purpose before taking action, this kind of chatting method is indeed extremely rare among human beings.
"Okay, open the window!" Lot urged.
Burris raised his hand. Because of fatigue, now his fingertips are a little tingling, as if he was slightly drunk from drinking or suffering from cervical spondylosis. He pushed open the window, and a gust of cold wind came in, making the bed curtain flutter. Lotte stretched his shoulders against the wind in front of the window, and a pair of miniature dragon wings appeared behind him out of thin air.
Burris had seen the wings. Before leaving the other world, the dragon corpse behind the skeleton king's throne absorbed countless bone fragments and formed a complete dragon. The shape of this dragon does not belong to any known true dragon species, it looks like a picture in a fantasy epic picture book... It has the characteristics and majesty of a dragon, combining the appearance advantages of all known dragons, but lacks details and body structure rationality.
Noticing the surprise in Boris' eyes, Lott shook his wings contentedly: "You should have discovered that it is not a real dragon. It is a part of my power—the part that cannot be fully presented in human form. In the long And in the boring time, I shaped it into a dragon shape, because I like the appearance of a dragon, and a dragon can fly."
Burris couldn't help pointing out: "But... I guess your flying ability doesn't depend on wings, you just need to activate this part of the power... Wings are completely decorative."
"Yes, but it looks good this way." Lott's answer left no room for refutation.
After finishing speaking, he jumped out of the window nimbly, hovered in the air, turned around and blew a kiss to the mage in the room... Boris thought he would disappear into the night like a flying meteor, but he didn't.
The Skeleton Lord spread his dragon wings, turned to the front of the tower, and began to levitate at a speed similar to that of mosquitoes looking for food.
Burris closed the large piece of glass, leaving only a small square open, and the books and bed curtains in the room finally stopped rattling. He tried his best to resist his tiredness and moved to the window, and shouted from the small window: "My lord... is this normal?"
"It's not normal...but...it's normal. To put it simply...my strength has also temporarily deteriorated."
Burris thought to himself, no wonder you rode a horse when you went out to play last time... "In that case, why don't you go out on a horse this time?" the mage suggested.
"Okay, that's what I decided just now."
The Skeleton Monarch with the dragon wings on his back rotated slightly and slowly fell towards the bottom of the tower.