"It's my fault... I'm sorry." The wizard mage hurriedly stood up, his blond hair clinging to his face messily.

Master Movia has blond hair and green eyes, a tall and thin body, and his appearance is different from other Quintilian elves. He is more like the elves of the Alruben Forest-that is, the elven nation to which the Black Pine belongs.

The forest elves have slender limbs, blond and fair skin, and their height and physique are not much different from that of humans; while the island elves generally have black or brown hair, honey-colored skin, and eyes between brown and green. They are more petite and have strong and slender limbs. It has charming lines like cats.

Burris had heard of Movia's origin. He is a hybrid of forest elves and island elves, and his appearance is more inherited from his father. He is not very old among the elves, and he should be in his prime. When looking at him, Burris couldn’t help but think of Black Pine. The other elves are already on their own, and his apprentice is still so naive and playful...

Lott was worried on one side, but the two wizards who didn't know each other communicated first.

After a polite greeting, Morvia asked about the identity of the human mage. Of course, Burris still called himself Kreve, an apprentice of Burris Gelshaw. The elves have heard of Burris, and he is full of praise for the human mage, especially admiration for his promotion of the legalization of alien studies and necromology, as well as the promotion and popularization of the magic material and medicinal material vendors’ guild system... Burris’s life Used to being praised, he won't blush at all, but he just responded that my tutor will be very happy to hear these words.

Morvia knew the Skeleton Lord, so there was no way to deceive him in this regard. The story that "Apprentice Kreve" told the elves is this: Tutor Burris found a way to break the curse, went to the Marsh of the Dead and released the Bone Maharajah. After that, the old mage was obsessed with research and couldn't help himself, and he never appeared in the students. In front of us, he handed the task of accompanying the Bone Maharaja to the apprentice Kreve. Kreve and the Bone Maharaja participated in the meeting of the Five Towers Peninsula, and were teleported to the southern island due to a spell error.

Burris was very afraid that Movia would ask, "What spell did you use to break the curse?" Fortunately, the elf mage knew the rules very well. He just listened quietly and didn't ask any questions.

The exchange of knowledge between mages is very common, but this is limited to equal-status mages, and only face-to-face discussions between the two parties. If you ask someone else’s apprentice about the research content of their mentor, it will be considered very inappropriate.

The mages were still talking cordially and friendly, but Lot stood up impatiently and said that he would go to the deck to blow a hair.

Movia wanted to keep him, Burris patted the elf mage's arm and shook his head.

After Lott left, Movia's eyes were a little wet again: "I...I will always regard him as a close friend, but if he hates me, I can only accept it."

"Master, you met that lord... more than one hundred and sixty years ago?" Burris asked. He deeply felt that he was infected by Lott, and now he was crazy curious about what happened back then.

"how do you know……"

"My mentor has calculated some things about the Bone Maharajah, and I guessed based on these."

"So...," the elf said, "Master Burris Gershaw should have told you that the Bone Maharaja can come out for seven days every 100 years. I met him at that time. He saved me and paid Tell me his identity, in order to repay him, I promised to help him break the curse, so that he will never have to return to the swamp of the dead.

"At the time, he hoped that I could go to the tower and help him find a book. The book is very old and may have something to do with the curse of restraint on him. I agreed, but never helped him do this...because At that time, I was not the master of the Tower of the Abyss. I vowed to become a good mage and to work out a way to help him break the curse as soon as possible. I told him to wait for me... But... I am so ashamed, I I didn't do it. I didn't do anything. After he left, my research has not improved, so I soon stopped paying attention to this matter..."

Movia lowered his head and collapsed his shoulders, and he could see that he was really guilty. If it weren't for today's coincidence, maybe he would completely forget it sooner or later.

Burris wanted to comfortably touch the elf's head subconsciously. He did this to Hey Pine and Estie... As soon as he stretched out his hand, he realized that something was wrong. He is only a twenty-year-old apprentice, and the opponent is Haiyuan. The owner of the tower.

Compared to these, what shocked him even more was the past experience of Lord Lotbard...what happened to the Skeleton Lord? Does he save a mage every seven days? Is his fate such a coincidence, or is he interested in saving a wizard?

In addition to himself, in addition to Morvia, how many wizards did he provoke? How much did he save? Is there someone who hasn't saved him?

Did he say the same thing to every mage? Does every mage promise to help him break the curse?

Burris was a little lost, and a little proud.

I'm proud that no matter how many people have made promises, only you are capable of fulfilling their promises; what is lost is... what? He didn't understand it for a while.

"As long as you take me away, I will voluntarily become your unique ally. My mage, you are my destined person, and I am waiting for you in the Marsh of the Dead."

How many people have heard this passage of sour text and fake vinegar?

There was a brief silence in the room. Burris had mixed feelings, and Movia was ashamed.

Just as the two were about to talk about official business to break the embarrassment, Lott suddenly rushed in from the door: "You speak lightly! I asked you to find a book. If you are afraid of being scolded by your tutor, you just keep dragging it off! You can do it if you don't. , You rejected me directly! You said that you would help me, in fact, you didn’t do anything! You let me look forward to it for a few days, and I was relieved that you should not be too embarrassed, who knows you do it every day Live comfortably, happily flirting with widowed and bald middle-aged human men..."

Movia's face was instantly pale, unable to say a word. He definitely wanted to refute from many places, but he didn't know where to start first... Burris understood this state very well.

When I met Movia back then, the Bone Maharaja mostly maintained a gentle, restrained, mature and stable appearance, and now Movia suddenly learned his true side, he will definitely be dumbfounded.

After holding back for a long time, Movia snorted: "Tutor Finney... he is not bald..."

Lott folded his arms and leaned against the door with a look of resentment: "Wait, I was wrong just now. I shouldn't have been involved in your human mentor. He is a good person who has nothing to do with this. Morvia, do you know that if you I can’t help me. I don’t blame you at all. I am cursed and imprisoned by the gods, and you are just a common mage. It’s normal that you can’t help me... People who can help me are peerless geniuses."

As he said, he winked his eyes at Burris, but Burris inexplicably minded the sentence "lonely and bald" just now, which made his already complicated mood worse.

"What makes me very unhappy is your attitude!" Lot went on, "You lied to me that you could get Finney's book, so I was waiting for you, but in fact you didn't make a little effort; you Lie to me that one day I will help me get out of the swamp of the dead, I thank you, if you can’t do it after you try it, I don’t blame you, but... what did you say? You were so fast Don’t pay attention to it anymore'?"

Burris couldn't help asking: "My lord, didn't you go to the deck to blow the sea breeze? Have you been eavesdropping on us outside?"

Lott replied straightforwardly: "I left loudly first, and then came back with gentle steps. Nothing, anyway, this is not the first time I eavesdropped. By the way, it’s so funny to think about it. I was also here last time. Overhear you and the elf talking in the hut."

"You..." There was a pile of things circling in Burris' mind, but he couldn't organize words. He thinks he is better at communication than Movia, but facing Lott, he can only think stagnantly.

Morvia still had a bitter face and bowed his head, not at all like the famous tower master. He awkwardly defended: "Because I...I can't deceive Mentor Finney. I am so yearning to learn from him, so I hope to be admitted by him...I dare not take risks. If he finds out, he is likely to call I leave the tower. Also, Mentor Finney is my savior, how can I deceive him..."

"So you can lie to me?" Lott interrupted him. "Also, for so many years you didn't even know that I was the one who rescued you back to the beach, not some Finney teacher! When he checked the beach, you Before I woke up, I saw someone coming, so I hid behind the rock and watched quietly. I saw him giving you artificial respiration..."

"Artificial respiration also saved me..." Movia muttered smoothly, and suddenly he was taken aback. "Wait, you rescued me from the sea? In such a storm?"

"Who else can I be? Can elves or humans come and go freely in that storm?"

"I thought it was the magic of Teacher Finney..."

When listening to them, Burris wanted to interrupt several times but he stopped talking. Now he finally couldn't hold back anymore: "Wait, did Grey Mountain Jing talk about it... the ship that had been in a storm for more than one hundred and sixty years? , I'm talking about..."

Movia nodded bitterly: "Well, it's my boat. I didn't understand anything at that time, and I did something stupid."

Burris asked: "Later there was a Quintilian elven poet who became famous in the interior. He wrote a tragic story about the siren. Have you heard of it..."

This story is really famous. It is estimated that every bard in the Confederation of Ten Nations has told it, and people who don’t like to watch stories and dramas will also have heard of it...

Lott suddenly realized: "I have seen it! Just watched it not long ago!"

The story is about a love tragedy that happened in Quintilia. A handsome blond prince drowned on his birthday and was rescued by a siren under the sea. In order to be with the prince, Siren voluntarily drank the poison, turned the tail of the fish into legs, and sacrificed a happy life on the bottom of the sea, but in the end the prince married a human being, and Siren turned into a bubble alone...

Of course, there is no prince or siren at all in Quintilia, and only Master Movia meets the two conditions of blonde and handsome.

Lott recalled the story and opened his mouth in disbelief. This story has been circulating for more than 100 years, and the details of it have been changed in several versions. If you think about it, maybe the source is really him more than 160 years ago...

This made him even more angry: "Master Morvia, it's not enough for you to lie to me, and you changed this matter to spread everywhere!"

Movia was aggrieved: "I didn't! It's just...Many people knew about my drowning, and also knew that a strange guest on the island suddenly appeared and mysteriously disappeared... So, maybe some elven poets created something... …"

"They also changed my gender!"

"No... your race has also changed..." Morvia's defense only made people feel uncomfortable.

At this time, Burris cleared his throat and walked between the two with a smile: "Two, please calm down. I heard that this ship can return to the port of Suhi Island before dusk. Before that, the two Why not sit down and talk about the past slowly?"

After speaking, he owed politely, turned and walked out of the room.

Lott ran after him and asked him where he was going. He smiled and turned his head: "I'll go to the deck to blow a hair."

The author has something to say:

The stalk of "the story of a century" is Hai's daughter. This should be obvious...