Burris was immersed in the memory, and Lot suddenly happily pushed open the door of the study: "Is this dog good-looking?"

"What dog?" The mage raised his head from the spread notes, pretending that he was reading and writing carefully.

Lott held up a chubby brown puppy: "That's it. I want it from Ania."

"Who is Ania?"

"A widow in Holly Village, the one in the orchard. Her family has many dogs. One of them gave birth to eight puppies a few days ago, and I want one."

Burris' expression gradually distorted at a slow speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye. He was shocked. The Bones Maharaja was really adaptable. He had quickly become one with the nearby residents, and even met the young widow.

"What do you... want a dog?" Burris asked.

"Don’t do anything, just watch this kind of dog is cute. Don’t you have many dogs in the yard behind the tower? One more is not too much. And you have a dedicated golem servant to take care of the animals, I believe They are all very serious and professional. There are too many dogs in Ania's family. This one is in poor health and sick, and most of them can't survive in her house."

"Can we feed it?"

"Yes. I kissed it and gave it a little bit of my strength. It will grow up healthily."

"Well..." Burris squeezed his eyebrows. This is a dog that has received the power of the demigod. "I believe it will indeed be extremely healthy in the future, and it will be terribly healthy..."

"Give it a name?" Lott stepped forward and handed the puppy to Burris. Burris snapped his fingers and closed all the paper products spread out on the table. Lott was amused by the wizard's reaction. He took the dog back to his arms and did not let it approach the desk again.

Burris looked at the puppy: "I can't think of a good name, you can decide."

He didn't mean to be perfunctory, it was the truth. There are two cats in his tower, one is a real cat, and the other is a resurrected corpse cat that was transformed by magic when he was in his forties. The live cat’s name is Kitten, and the dead cat’s name is Xiaohei, because it It's black. The horses in his stable have no names, only numbers. The three dogs in the kennel are called wolves, bears, and leopards... Strangely, Burris likes to give names to golems. Each of his golems has Human names, he even distinguished between genders.

Lott asked him why this was the other day. Burris said that because living beings have self-awareness, even beasts know how to settle down. Humans don’t have to worry too much about them. Presumably animals have their own real “names” in their calls. Humans give them only a pronunciation. , So that they can recognize your call, so there is no need to think about names for animals. But golems are different. Golems have no self-awareness at all, and they are not living creatures. They accompany the mages every day—especially those who are developing secret projects and must fight alone. In some cases, the wizard cannot bring human assistants into the secret laboratory, but can only let the golem provide assistance. If you have to get along with the golem every day, then you should give the golem some anthropomorphic qualities to benefit from it. It will be the Master himself. You will be hypnotized by yourself and feel like being accompanied by a living person.

At that time Lott still sighed with emotion, saying that he would accompany Burris personally in the future, and Burris rebuffed him fearfully and politely—he couldn't help at all, it would only be a distraction.

Lott hugged the dog and thought for a while: "Let's call it Count Hrolf."

"Why is there a ‘Earl’?"

"I sealed it."

"Ok……"

As soon as the mage's voice fell, Earl Hrolf suddenly barked at the window. The puppies' barks were not very deterrent, but he still frightened the metal raven who was about to fly into the window.

Burris saw the bird hovering outside the window and secretly marveled at the dog's keenness. This dog is no longer an ordinary dog. It has received power from a demigod, so it has become particularly sensitive to magical creations that suddenly appear.

Lot pacified the Earl of Hrolf like a competent master, Burris opened the window and let the raven fall on the bookshelf. The raven is Princess Esther’s messenger. Esther also has her own special quirks in making golems. She deliberately let the metal raven have the habits of real animals, so that it can be more perfectly integrated into nature. Among.

After stopping, the raven began to make Esther's voice: "Teacher, I have something to report to you... Recently there have been some rumors about you spreading everywhere, some of which are really very..."

Burris hasn't answered yet, Lott grabbed his words first: "It makes him unsafe for the night, right?"

"Are you still there?" The princess asked in surprise, "Ah, no...I mean, did you think you were still in the tower?"

"Of course I'm still there. Let's not talk about this yet, your Royal Highness, go ahead, what are the rumors about Burris? Does it mean that he has illegitimate children?"

Esther was silent for a while, as if she had guessed the whole story: "Teacher, did you meet the black pine? You met with your current appearance?"

Burris sighed, "Yes. But he didn't know I was myself."

"I guess so, it must be him," said the princess. "Your appearance is misunderstood as the'illegal son of Master Burris'. Many people say that you harassed a female apprentice in your sixties and threatened her with your studies. Let her and you... Later, after she became pregnant and gave birth to a child, you left behind the baby and drove the female apprentice out of the tower... This is the most basic and most widespread version of rumors, but not the most vicious version..."

"What? There is a more vicious version?" The Bone Maharaja once again took the lead, "Go ahead! I'm so curious!"

Burris can imagine Estie's expression at this time, and I hope this frail child won't have a migraine. Esther sorted out her emotions and said, "It's like this...Some bards always like to make up dark and **** stories to attract people's attention. In the stories of those poets, although you are unmarried for life, you often put people in the mountain village The girl caught it back into the tower. They said that you had a lot of children with the girls, and then you would take those poor mothers and children for experiments... In the end only one child survived. The child's personality was very cruel and selfish, and he completely ignored it. The humiliation suffered by my mother, I just want your trust and truth..."

Burris sneered: "I wish I was so versatile. I have to experiment and catch young girls and have them give birth to many children... It's a pity that people have limited energy."

"There is another version like this," Esty continued. "They said that the teacher Burris fell in love with a woman when she was young, and then abandoned her in pursuit of magic, and she already had a wizard in her belly. The child grew up next to his mother. After his mother died, he went to find his father alone. He finally found the tower of the mage, but was unfortunately killed by the magic on the gate. The mage found that he regretted it, so he accepted it. He took up the broken bones and turned the child into a resurrection corpse... So even if the necromancer himself is over eighty years old, his child still looks like a teenager..."

The Bone Maharaja shook his head and commented: "This version is not exciting, and it is not vicious."

Burris was not interested in evaluating the level of the screenwriter, nor did he want to listen to all the versions. He pressed his eyebrows and asked: "Esti, you contacted me specifically, definitely not just to tell me stories... Do these rumors affect you? Up?"

The instructor knew Princess Esther very well, and his guess was very accurate. "Yes," said the princess, "in the process of spreading the rumors, somehow, I was also pulled in... The Sago people all know about the alliance between my father and you, so some people think that I and the'mage' The illegitimate son' has been privately appointed for life, and said that I frequently go to the Mage Tower not to treat illness or to visit the old benefactor, but to meet with that young man in private..."

"You must suppress this rumor," Burris said. "It can't hurt me, nor can it hurt you as a mage, but it will definitely affect you as a princess."

"I'm worried about this. Sorry, mentor, maybe I shouldn't bother you with such stupid things, but I can't discuss with others, I can only tell you..."

"It's okay. Do you have any preliminary ideas?" Burris asked.

Judging from her tone of voice, Esther is probably gritting her teeth: "I can grab the black pine... He is in Sargo's territory now. He doesn't know me, at least he doesn't know me as a princess. I can find a few familiar ones in private. The officials contacted the temple and sent a team of trial knights to keep him under control. They would find any reason to detain him for ten and a half months. I will specially arrange for him a prison with a strictly forbidden magic field..."

Burris listened and shook his head: "You are too late to catch him. And, if you think about it, the rumors caused by the black pine will only circulate among the adventurers. As for the nobles and ordinary people? The sons are not interested at all. What they are really interested in is the love affairs of the princess. What you should put out is not the rumors about me, but about yourself."

Esther immediately said: "You are right! In case Sir Naler believes this..."

Hearing this, Burris interrupted her: "Sir Naylor? Sir Naylor of the Knights of the Black Cliff Castle? Why did you suddenly speak of him? You haven't separated yet? Are you still with him? It's incredible! "

The princess was obviously a little guilty: "I just said... if he believes the rumors, it will be very troublesome. He is loyal to my father and can talk to me very well. He holds a heavy hand. I have to guarantee that he will always support him. Me, instead of becoming my enemy..."

Burris said, "Don't be sophistical. I lived more than eighty years old. I have seen countless young people fall in love. I can see that you have always liked him. Esther, I said many years ago, you The relationship with him can only stay between monarchs and ministers, and you can’t even be ordinary friends. Sir Naylor is a staid Otarot believer. Once he finds out that you are a mage, or even a researcher of necromancy... do you think Will he continue to support you? You must alienate him so that he can be loyal to you."

"But, mentor..."

"I'm for your own good, think about it yourself."

Lott poked Burris on the shoulder: "If the children are willing, don't interfere. People who truly love each other will not be blocked by faith."

Burris said: "You are right, but in fact, there are not so many people in the world who'really' in love. Most people talk about love to make their lives more comfortable. Under this premise, Otarot believers It is impossible for the necromancer to tolerate each other."

Unexpectedly, this time, the skeletal monarch who loves to digress did not insist on arguing.

"Yeah, too..." He sat on the edge of the table and looked out the window thoughtfully. Count Hrolf was already asleep in his arms.