Facing the accusation, Burris smiled lightly: "Master Morvia, are you a little delirious?"

"You understand what I'm talking about." The elf didn't look at him, but stared at Lott.

Burris asked: "Okay. Then, when did I release the Bone Maharaja? After releasing him, what bad things did I do with this demigod ally?"

Lott quickly glanced at Burris's old face, and silently replied in his heart: You and the demigod ally are living together and kissing.

Of course Movia couldn't answer. Burris then said: "You suggest that I also be investigated? Of course. In fact, since I left the White Tower, I have been under the supervision and investigation of the Austrian Law Federation, even when I was the speaker. If you suspect that I have any suspicious behavior, you can report it to relevant personnel or organizations. Whether they need to inquire or collect evidence, I will take the initiative to cooperate. I hope you can do it, Master."

"Humans are really shameless," Movia sneered. "The Demigod Skeleton Maharaja is in this room!"

The speaker kept pressing his eyebrows and temples, wondering if he had a headache. He raised his eyes to look at the wizard wizard, and asked, "In this room? Where?"

Movia pointed to Lott. Esther in front of Lot pretended to be silly and asked, "Me?"

"Not you! The one behind you!"

Now Lot's identity is the same as Esther: Sargo's envoy, from the tower of truth in the capital. He did not speak, but silently looked back at the elf.

The people in the chamber were too lazy to look at Lott. After everyone whispered for a while, they all stared at Movia with pity and disgust.

The speaker really has a headache. He beckoned two soldiers and told them to take Movia down. Movia will be temporarily placed under house arrest in the tower's room until the OFAF investigation team arrives.

The speaker was a little worried: After all, Movia is a mage, what if he resists? What if he escapes by magic? Burris told him not to worry, as long as he was properly taken care of, Morvia would not hurt the guards and would not escape with magic.

He has neither the guts nor the ability.

In the long years, he spent all his thoughts and efforts on weaving lies. As for other fields, his ability is probably not as good as the advanced trainees of the Five Towers Peninsula. The defenses in his tower are full of loopholes, and he can't even notice Esther's voice-changing illusion...

If it were not for the isolation of the Tower of the Sea, Morvia would not be able to bear the name of a master.

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This afternoon, Burris took a nap under a vine frame.

He left the Tower of the Abyss and temporarily lived in a simple guest room provided by the Fairy Council. He will no longer participate in everything that follows. What is Morvia's fate? The Austrian Austrian Federation and the elves discussed and decided.

Estie also temporarily left Suxi Island, she went to continue to control the palm python. With the private assistance of Burris, she can now control all the palm pythons in the strait alone. She will clean up the mess, clear the route, and then let these punishment tools fall asleep again.

Thanks to meeting her, Burris successfully contacted the Five Towers Peninsula. The training institute is still desperately searching for the "two missing apprentices". Now that the Belgian people say they have been found, the wizards finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It was still cool under the shadow of the vine in the courtyard during the summer. Burris lying halfway on the bench, closed his eyes, and involuntarily began to imagine the future of the Tower of the Sea.

The elf apprentice named Sea Mist is very talented. He has a good foundation, but he has been delayed for too long... He can go directly to the Five Towers Peninsula, or go to Hilda to consolidate his foundation for two years. In time, maybe he can become A more well-deserved master than Movia...

A shadow covered it, completely blocking the light spot cast between the leaves.

Burris opened his eyes slightly, Lott sat beside him, his hands on the sides of the bench.

Before the mage could speak, Lot said: "Burris, I'm here to talk to you."

...Are you talking again? Every time you finish something, you talk to your heart. Do you want to fit the plot of a romantic novel so highly?

Burris sat up slightly, "Well...what do you want to talk about?"

Lot's expression was extremely serious: "I want to confess one thing to you."

"what?"

"I kissed Morvia."

"I guess so..." Burris said, "Otherwise, how could he let the ship of Blackcliff Castle approach... I thought of it before. Mostly you controlled him by casting spells."

Lott looked at him: "I feel so guilty."

Burris thought for a while: "Uh...sir, you have kissed a corpse, and more than one corpse, you have kissed a golem, a mud killer, a dog, a wild wolf in the forest, these are comparable The pro-elves are much exaggerated..."

"Playing stupid with me again, you know what I mean."

The flowers under the vine frame swayed in the shade, making the smooth top of the old mage's head covered with fine light gold.

Lott stared at the wizard, staring at Burris uncomfortably: "My lord, please don't stare at the top of my head, please?"

"I don't have it," Lott smiled. "I'm looking into your eyes."

Burris laughed at himself: "Looking at my drooping eyelids and the wrinkles that can trap insects?"

Lott didn't answer, but asked him: "If you grow old with illusion, you are not afraid of being discovered by Morvia?"

"This is a transformation spell, not an illusion," Burris said. "I also think that illusion is too basic. He may find that...the transformation should be fine. When I explored the tower, I already knew how his ability was. Yes, he has a very serious bias, and he definitely can't see through my spells."

Lot is still looking at the top of his head. Burris felt it.

"Then when will you change back?" Lot asked.

"It's not working anyway. The Elf Council will still ask me to discuss things in a while. I told them that I will leave this afternoon, and let'my apprentice' follow up the follow-up questions, and then I can get rid of the problem. It’s a change technique. Alas, the apprentice Kreve is light-hearted after all. Only when I change back to Burris, what I say will be valuable."

"It's also funny that you lie seriously," Lot said.

"You mean, when I answered Movia?" Burris smiled, "Yeah, I've been lying all my life. I also said before that I have been doing everything Illil did. Nothing less, it’s just that my way of doing things is different from his. Morvia said that my robes were stained a lot of blood and that I was bad, but he was right. Morvia lied to the elves of Suhi Island. And the people I lied to...probably only more. I lie every day, and today is no exception."

Lott's eyes moved, moving from the mage's baldness to his eyes. When his eyes met, Burris looked to the side.

The old man's eyelids were too thick. When he looked down, Lot could only see the gap between the upper eyelid and the bag under the eyes, and could not see the dark and transparent gray-green at all.

The mage looked thoughtfully at his old hands and sighed, "Look, Burris Gelshaw is no longer the simple and timid 20-year-old apprentice. I don't know if you are disappointed."

Lot said, "But you didn't lie to me."

Burris once thought so, and was faintly proud of it. For some reason, Burris felt a little guilty when he said this from Lot's mouth, instead of being so sure.

What if I lied to you? Or... Am I lying to you now?

Suddenly, Lott pinched Burris' chin and raised his face. A hint of surprise flashed in the mage's eyes, and there was a sense of rejection. Lott ignored it, but directly lowered his head and kissed it.

He kissed very hard, seeming to be slightly rude than the previous few times. He held the mage’s upper lip and even touched the opponent’s gums with the tip of his tongue...At this time, Burris grabbed his shoulder and pushed it away very hard. he.

Burris was panting, shocked on his face. Lott wanted to get closer again, and he reached out to touch Lot's chest.

Lott asked: "Why? Didn't you accept me long ago?"

Burris pushed him with one hand, and covered his mouth with the other: "You...but, this is different...I..."

"Why are you stuttering?"

Lot asked knowingly. Seeing Burris' expression, he already understood why.

"Under this old appearance, you have a few teeth missing," Lott said bluntly. "Although there are spells that can stabilize them, or even just change a new tooth, you have never cast a spell on yourself. You Like many stubborn old men, there are obviously ways to treat them, but they have been procrastinating on rotten teeth. The corners of your mouth are bent down, and your lips are dry like sandpaper. Your face is gray, your skin is sagging, and your cheekbones become so obvious. There are several spots...Are you shocked when I kiss you this time?"

Burris lowered his hands slowly, lowered his head speechless.

"Dear Burris, what do you think I made you young for?" Lott sat closer again. "Youth and health and hair are good things. I hope we can have both. But, this It doesn’t mean that I hate you at the age of eighty-four. It doesn’t mean that I don’t want to kiss you who is bald. Whether you are a miserable little student, a legendary mage, a rich man or a widow, an old conspiracy... these are all added together It’s Burris Gelshaw. When I confess my heart, I am facing the complete you."

He took the old man’s dry hands and kissed each on the backs of both hands: “Sometimes you always despise my IQ. I’ve lived for so long, and I’m not stupid... I can see you through. Don’t worry. , What I expect is you, not an unrealistic, false and perfect phantom. So, I will not be disappointed."

After speaking, he pressed it up again, his lips touched the old man's cheekbones, and then slipped onto his mouth. Although Burris didn't refuse this time, he didn't enjoy it much. Lot could feel it, so he stopped.

There are some things that he doesn't mind and it's useless, after all, Burris has a hurdle in his heart that he can't pass.

"By the way, do you remember the book I mentioned?" Lott changed the subject and stopped staring at Burris' head.

"Remember," Burris said, "did you find it in the tower?"

"No. It's strange because I didn't find it. In fact, I didn't rush to find it. After all, I was free... I was just curious, what kind of book was that? I could clearly feel it back then. The magical veins, there are otherworldly powers, generated before the planes are separated, maybe there will be a lot of interesting things on it...I can't feel it at all now, it should not be on Suxi Island anymore."

Burris was also interested in ancient books with a long history, but it was a pity that Lott didn't even see it at a glance. He didn't even know what it looked like or what its name was. If you ask Movia, maybe Movia knows the whereabouts of the book... But it's too embarrassing, Movia just hates them now, even if he knows it, he won't say it.

At this time, Elvish talk came from outside the courtyard. Burris quickly asked Lot to stand up, or at least stay so close to him.

The elf servant walked in and bowed slightly: "Master Geershaw, Haiwu, the apprentice of the Wizard Tower, wants to see you."