"Come in." Andrina led Thorne into the room like a curious baby, greeted him with a smile, walked to the window and opened it.

The sashes were wide open, and a cool breeze poured in from the outside, blowing the thick light blue fringed curtains and white tulle curtains gently. bell tower.

Thorne stood in a daze at the door of the room, turning his slightly stiff neck to seriously look at everything around him.

There are two log-colored folding chairs by the window, and in the middle is a small folding wooden table with coffee cups and a few books on it.

The floor is covered with fluffy yellow rugs, and a lemon-coloured simple pull-out sofa dominates the room. Said to be a sofa, in fact, it is more like a folding bench covered with a layer of soft animal skin.

Next to the sofa stood a low white bookshelf filled with all kinds of bizarre novels and biographies.

A blossoming flower potted plant is decorated in every corner of the room, filled with a faint floral fragrance.

"Do you like our room? Do you feel the warmth of home that comes to your face?" Seeing the Ranger standing at the door in a daze, Andrina stepped forward and carefully tidied his clothes. Collar, showing a gentle and kind smile, and said softly.

"It feels too luxurious, and I'm not used to it." Thorne didn't move, scratched his head, and told her his true thoughts with a smile.

"Such a simple decoration is called luxury." Andrina ripped up the collar she had just arranged, and rolled her eyes at Thorne a little depressedly:

"Don't you see it? Except for a few folding tables and chairs and sofa bookshelves, there is almost nothing special in the room. These furniture were purchased by me from the players who are proficient in carpentry craftsmanship in the lower city, and they cost a total of Less than a dozen gold coins."

This is a world full of magic. As long as it is not linked to magic, ordinary crafts are not as expensive as imagined, so Andrina believes that Thorne's values ​​have not been completely decoupled from the real world.

"It's like this..." Thorne avoided Andrina's smug little eyes awkwardly, and then glanced at the floor mats on the floor: very clean, it's not an exaggeration to describe it as spotless.

So I looked at her and asked tentatively, "That... do I need to take off my shoes to go in?"

"It's okay, the whole room has been cleaned by me for a long time. As long as I snap my fingers, the room will be cleaned quickly." Looking at the cute expression on Thorne's face, Andrina's His eyes narrowed with laughter.

No matter how it changed, this was still the half-elf ranger she was familiar with.

Then she pulled Thorne who was still in a daze and walked in.

Thorne was caught off guard by the opponent, and his body staggered.

Immediately judged her approximate strength attribute, and at the same time knew that the dragon blood he brought back raised Andrina's Dragon Warlock level again.

"Aren't we going to activate the teleportation array to go to Winter City? Why did you bring me here?"

Thorne, who entered the room, was not used to sitting on the simple sofa. He reached out and refused a cup of steaming blue coffee handed over by Andrina, and took out a book on religious beliefs from the bookshelf, boring. looked over.

This is the eleventh floor of the tower, and when the two first came here, it was still empty.

Now, with the help of two clay golems and a group of gray dwarves, Andrina has built a private place with a bedroom, study, and leisure living room.

Thorne could see from the simple arrangement of the living room that she was indeed a woman who knew how to enjoy herself.

As a ranger who wanders around all day, suddenly living in this environment, to be honest, he is still a little bit unaccustomed.

Despite the simplicity of the room, for Thorne, who once lived in a crumbling log cabin, it's not too much of a compliment to call it "luxury."

"Of course I'm taking you to visit our new home, so you don't have to spend the day sleeping like a homeless child."

Andrina sat next to Thorne, with a smile on her delicate and pretty face: "Didn't you say you want me to accompany you to Winter City, so I have to come back and get dressed up first, you have to be right I'm a little patient."

"It was you who said you wanted to go with me, but I didn't." Thorne thought to himself, but his instinct was reminding himself that this sentence must not be said, or something would happen, so he pursed his lips.

"Are you thinking...I'm going to go with you myself." Noticing Thorne's strange gaze, Andrina crossed her arms and leaned back in the chair, her face deliberately stern, with a tone of voice Displeased: "Then go by yourself."

"No, I originally planned to take you with me. Who ever wanted to be brought up by you first." Thorne threw the book on the shelf and moved closer to Anderina, feeling her body temperature, stiffened. Scalp, in an almost flattering tone: "Besides, a beautiful woman like you doesn't really need to dress up, you are really beautiful already."

"It's still like a human saying, but I still need to prepare. After all, since I was abducted by you to the waterfall town, I haven't been out of the town. After a long trip, I must dress up carefully."

Listening to the ranger's somewhat embarrassed remarks, Andrina got up and smiled slightly, in an affectionate tone: "Let's go, dear Mr. Ranger, go to the bedroom with me."

After speaking, without waiting for Thorne to answer, he took the initiative to pull him up and walked towards the other room.

This is a warm and bright bedroom. The walls are painted pale pink with some kind of alchemy product, shimmering faintly with fluorescent light, and fresh sketches are hung on it.

The golden star lights twinkle around the window frame, and the tulle curtains make the scenery outside the window hazy. A large bed is next to the window, covered with a thick elk pattern blanket, and several embroidered flower and bird patterns. Cushions are placed freely on the bed.

The floor next to the bed is covered with a beige plush rug, next to a small dresser and vanity chair and a sheer white high-footed wardrobe.

"I'll take a shower first, you wait for me here." Andrina explained to Thorne, walking towards another room in the bedroom.

"Oh, by the way, don't touch the things on the dresser, so as not to mess up the order, and I have to re-categorize them. These are ordinary items, and it is very troublesome to classify them."

Andrina, who was holding the doorknob, turned around and reminded Thorne again, pushed the door in, and closed the door.

After being reminded by the other party, Thorne immediately turned his attention to the dresser.

Immediately, I found a considerable lineup of ceramic and milky white bottles and jars, as well as pencils and charcoal strips for eyeliner and eyebrow drawing, tweezers and silver spoons, as well as some fine hairs of different sizes and no specific function. brush.

Then, when he was a little bored, he lay directly on the soft bed, and Andrina's unique body fragrance became more intense.

I have to admit that a bed is a real luxury for a person.

Although Thorne rejected this kind of enjoyment in his heart, after the real experience, he couldn't help but shout: Really fragrant!

For a ranger who is accustomed to the wilderness and hard wood, suddenly lying on this soft bed and smelling the unique fragrance makes him a little obsessed, and even thinks in his mind that he will never fight again, relying on his own Strength to enjoy life to the fullest.

However, this idea was only fleeting.

Enjoy it, but don't immerse yourself in it.

A real strong person not only needs to dare to face the bleak life and face the dripping blood, but also to be able to control the desires in his heart at will.

If he can't even bear such a little temptation, what qualifications does he have to perfect his heart of a ranger and the path of a swordsman, let alone become a unique legend of destiny.

Being able to endure loneliness and withstand temptation is what he needs to abide by the most.

Thorne knew very well that with his current strength, if he gave up and continued to temper his strength and will, he could easily become the management class of the aboriginal world, or the leader of some kind of gang.

At that time, power, money, and women will be at his fingertips.

He can even become a well-dressed official nobleman, marry a rich lady from a noble family, and hire and buy three or five pretty little maids.

If you want a unique taste, you can also buy beautiful female slaves through special channels, and it is not difficult to live a life without shame and shame.

But he also understands that the result of doing so is complete degeneration, and there is no longer a heart to become a strong man.

Moreover, he also knows that there are many professionals in the aboriginal world who did not fall under the hands of vicious and cruel monsters, and did not fall into a difficult living environment. They were able to endure an inhuman life and faced the test of countless deaths. But it was easily corroded by this luxurious enjoyment.

This is the so-called transition from thrift to extravagance and from extravagance to thrift is difficult.

Just as Thorne, who was leaning on the bed, was about to fall asleep, the bathroom door was finally opened.

Andrina is wearing a white nightgown, her curves are looming with every movement she walks, her long hair is casually loose, and her face is white and fresh, as fresh as the morning dew.

"Looking like this is more alluring than being naked." Such a word popped out of Thorne's mind for no reason.

However, he just thought about it in his heart and didn't say it.

"You go to wash too, and then we'll go." Andrina brushed all her long loose hair behind her head and sat on the dresser beside Thorne.

The faint fragrance hit him, making him unable to sit still.

"Don't be so troublesome," Thorne said with an inadvertent movement.

"Not only did I smell a lot of small animals on you." Andrina looked at herself in the mirror, holding a wooden comb in her hand, and frowned: "I can even tell the smell of this unpleasant smell. Taste, clearly distinguishing what kind they are, what age group...and gender, what do you think?"

"Your nose is better than..." Thorne noticed a pair of unkind eyes, and immediately shut up, a shadow jump, disappeared on the bed, and appeared in the bathroom.

The bathroom room was a little bigger than Thorne imagined, and the air was filled with Andrina's unique fragrance, and on the hanger in the corner were the dresses and underwear she just changed.

The pure white marble bath is ten meters wide and has a dragon-shaped relief carved by gray dwarf craftsmen.

However, in Thorne's view, it is more like preventing people from slipping on it.

The most striking thing was that he saw a large magic circle at the bottom of the bath. With the "perceive magic" feature, he immediately realized that this magic circle was likely to be connected to the element pool at the bottom of the wizard's tower.

Thinking of this, Thorne bent down and stretched out his hand to stroke in the bathtub.

Sure enough, I felt an energy very similar to the element pool, but this energy was so weak that the water in the bath seemed very soft.

At the same time, he also noticed an inaudible sound of running water.

From this, it can be seen that the entire bath should be using the continuous water-making ability of water mermaids.

Almighty Master! Thorne sighed.

He no longer hesitated, took off his boots and all his clothes, and entered the pool.

"Whoo~"

With a cool breath constantly infiltrating his body, Thorne let out a sigh of relief.

In his memory, he had never enjoyed it so much. Two years of blood and rain had made him never develop the habit of taking hot baths.

Thorne, who was enjoying himself in the pool, looked at the crystal lamp on the ceiling, thought for a moment, and subconsciously shouted, "Ta Ling?"

"Any orders? Master." A cold metal mechanical sound rang out.

It really works, Thorne thought to himself.

talling.

As the soul-like existence of the entire wizard tower, as long as you have permission, you can summon it at any time in the wizard tower.

"Tarling?" Thorne called again.

"Master, do you have any orders?"

Hey, the answer is different from last time? Thorne was surprised, and then said, "Taling?"

"Master, are you a repeater? What are your orders?" The emotionless metallic mechanical voice sounded again.

Sure enough, there was already a faint sense of self-thinking, and Thorne sighed inwardly: "It seems that the plane manager did not lie to me, and the one she gave me is indeed not an ordinary legendary soul spar."

"Can I tell a story?" Thorne was a little bored in the bath.

"Master, what story do you want to hear? Short, medium, or long, love, military, war..." Taring's familiar voice sounded again.

"Long story." Thorne replied casually.

"There used to be a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain. There was an old monk in the temple who told the young monk that there was a mountain in the past..."

Unexpectedly, the knowledge that Taling has absorbed still has a strong modern style, as expected from the hands of the insight, Thorne made a boring comment.

"Stop!" So he stopped Taring's endless voice: "Tell me about Karatu Continent."

"Karatu Continent, located in the farthest east of this continent, there is the most powerful empire in the main material world - the Dragon Empire. Orcs, dwarves and other races.

There are other dragons that soar in the air and perch on the ground, but they are neither chromatic nor metallic. The spellcasters there cast their magic in a form that even the Grand Arcanists marveled at and thought it was extremely mysterious.

Karatu is home to inexhaustible treasures of gold, rich spices, silk, and other things that are rare and unheard of—even the shapeshifters, horned giants, and nightmarish creatures that never appear. monster……"

...

Thorne put all the weapons in the dimensional bag, and walked out of the bathroom wearing a clean and tidy adventure outfit.

Just happened to see Andrina, who was already dressed, using a dropper to draw some light blue liquid from a small bottle.

I saw her put her face close to the mirror, put a little bit into her eyes with a dropper, and then wrinkled her face comically and blinked.

Seeing Thorne here suddenly had the illusion that her black eyes were a little brighter.

Then, he looked at the dresser again, and found that the neatly arranged bottles and gadgets were scattered on the table at random, like dice thrown by a fortune-teller when he made a prediction.

"Are you ready?" Andrina looked at Thorne in the mirror.

"Well." Thorne looked back and nodded.

"Wait a minute." Anderina tilted her head and combed her long shiny black hair, giving her a chic beauty.

But in Thorne's point of view, her hair is already very smooth, and there is no need to comb it, which is a waste of time.

"Then let's go?" After about five minutes, Andrina sorted out the bottles and gadgets on the dresser and came to Thorne.

"Let's go." Thorne took a deliberate look at her long hair and found that it was no different from before it was combed.

He finally understood how 'women and trouble' were related.

"Ta Ling, help me open the long-distance teleportation circle, target: Winter City. Is there a problem?" Andrina said to the air.

"No problem, beautiful mistress." A cold metal mechanical sound rang out.

Hearing this sentence, Thorne's mouth twitched, but he didn't expect this to be a sycophant.

"It's the first time I've used the teleportation circle. I hope there won't be any accidents." Hearing Taring's answer, Andrina looked at Thorne and couldn't help but worry.

"Don't worry, it's alright." Thorne showed a calm and calm expression, patted her on the shoulder, and comforted.

However, he felt a little uneasy inside.

"Okay, then hold me tight." Andrina smiled confidently.

Andrina's hands formed dazzling seals and whispered obscure incantations.

Soon, the light blue circle of light enveloped the two of them and disappeared without a trace.

Accompanied by a sense of dizziness, Thorne's eyes flashed a dazzling light, which made him close his eyes a little uncomfortable, and at the same time a doubt occurred in his mind.

It's already dark, why is it so bright?

What puzzled him even more was why the surrounding environment was so noisy and mixed with dance music.

Immediately afterwards, Thorne, who was squatting on the ground, subconsciously exerted some force on his hands, feeling that the soft body was still there, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Thorne slowly opened his eyes and got up with Andersina in his arms.

However, it happened unexpectedly.

When he hugged Andrina and stood up suddenly, his **** seemed to hit something, and then there was a loud 'bang', and the sound of countless crystal goblets and various fruit plates falling to the ground sounded one after another, and at the same time mixed Human screams that pierce the eardrums.

Thorne looked at Andrina, who was pale and lying in his arms, and secretly said something bad, I'm afraid that the teleportation circle was really unexpected.

So he quickly looked around.

Only then did I realize that I was standing in the middle of a hall with Andrina in my arms, with a dazzling chandelier above her head, and behind her was a long table that had been overturned on the ground, a large plate of fruit, glass fragments, and various grilled meats. Scattered all over the place.

A group of well-dressed and bejeweled nobles and ladies stopped their dances, and the audience watched them both in silence.

Meanwhile, the dance music came to an abrupt end.

Seeing this, Thorne is really a fool if he doesn't understand what's going on.

"Andrina, wake up! How are you, are you alright?!" Thorne stared nervously at Andrina in his arms, ignoring countless strange glances, and reached out and patted her slightly. A pale face.

"Thorn...where is this?" Andrina woke up, opened her eyes, and let Thorne take a deep breath.

However, the voice was a little low, and he had to put his ear to her mouth.

"Do you have an invitation letter? Who allowed you to enter here? What are you doing here?" At this moment, a fat man with the appearance of a butler came over, looked at Thorne arrogantly, and roared three times with untimely qualities.

"Fuck you! Stay on the side!" Thorne, who couldn't hear the voice clearly, was furious with the scream of the visitor, and he cursed at the other party without looking at it.

"You...you...you insulted me!" The incoherent butler pointed at Thorne and gritted his teeth.

After he took a deep breath, he organized the language and said to Thorne angrily:

"There is no doubt that the two of you must have been carried away by teleportation. I am going to complain to the Tower of Seven Sages about your unruly wizards! No! I am going to complain to your Wizards Union headquarters! I also ask you …”

"The Tower of the Seven Sages? It seems that this is the town of Twin Towers." Thorne confirmed the location and looked relieved.

Then I was too lazy to listen to the other side's compulsion, because at this time Andrina had recovered.

"Thorn, I'm sorry, I forgot that the long-distance teleportation circle had to use the magic circle built in the tower, so I made a mistake." Andrina blushed slightly, and buried her head in Thorne's arms. Very nice to explain to him.

"Can I go back then?" Thorne patted her shoulder gently and said in a soothing tone.

"I have a magic item directly connected to the tower, you can go back directly, you wait." Anderina took out a magic amulet and activated it directly.

With the light blue of the magic circle flickering, the two disappeared again without a trace.

The fat man dressed as a housekeeper looked at the place where he disappeared, forced a smile, and said to the crowd: "Music! Keep playing! Nothing happened just now. Don't let this accident spoil everyone's interest!"

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