It was getting late, and the cold flame lamp on the wall turned on automatically. The body of the Bone Lord completely blocked the lighting, and Burris was enveloped in the shadow.

There is no "emoji" on the Maharaja's face. The only thing that can change is the flame in the dark eyes. Now the flame is very stable, and Burris can't judge his emotions from it.

Burris wanted to try to touch Lott. As soon as he reached out his hand, his wrist was firmly caught. There was a dry voice rolling in the bone maharajah's throat, like someone who hadn't spoken for a long time was learning to speak again. After trying for a long time, he finally said the first sentence: "I didn't..."

Burris looked at him and waited. He said slowly and clearly: "I didn't go to the forest."

Burris froze for a moment before he understood what he meant. On the day Burris went to Holly Village, Lot said he would take Count Hrolf to hunt in the forest, but he didn't go, he went to read secretly.

When the mage was thinking about how to respond, the bone maharaja raised his head and turned his eyes to the bookshelf. He moved his head slightly, the flames in his eye sockets trembling back and forth, as if he was looking for something.

"It's my book," he was in a daze, "I think about it..."

Burris's heart sank. Lot's tone is not normal, his tone is dull, his sentences are scattered, and he is not at all wordy!

The Bone Maharaja lowered his head again, let go of Burris' hand, stepped back, and turned around, as if he was going to leave the room. Burris cried out inwardly, if he just ran off the tower like this, he might be scared to lose his memory again.

Burris ran after him, and Lott stopped abruptly before saying anything. He turned around, sighed, stretched out his strong arms, and gently embraced the mage.

Burris's face was pressed against his hard chest, almost facing the position of his heart. The temperature on the Maharajah's body was the same as before, but his chest became a little hard, almost like the texture of dragon leather armor.

How to do? Burris has been circling "what to do" in his heart, and has no time to think about the meaning of this hug.

The strange silence continued to linger in the room. Until the night breeze strengthened, the unlocked windows were blown open, and the golden embroidered bead curtains flickered.

The Bone Maharaja still hugged the mage and said in an almost demented tone: "I want to go to Huolongyu..."

Burris raised his head with difficulty in his arms. Huolongyu, the name of this place is a bit strange, Burris has never been. Before he could react, the Maharaja murmured again: "Tomorrow..." After speaking, he let go of his arm, but still stared at Burris with his head down, as if it wasn't enough.

"Tomorrow you want to go to Huolongyu?" Burris summed up for him.

The maharaja nodded. Burris frowned and said, "You are going, I will take you now."

He walked to the desk and brushed his fingertips across the crystals embedded in the inkwell holder. The cold flames of the lighting in the room were all dimmed, but the crystal gave out a conspicuous light, and a complete map of the continent was reflected on the ceiling, which can be moved and zoomed with his gestures.

"Where are you going? Show me." Burris pointed to the map.

Burris remembered a saying for no reason: the first two or three months after the birth of small animals is a critical period for their growth. At this time, they will learn to hunt, learn to socialize, and become familiar with the most basic survival skills. During this period, we should train and guide small animals in a timely and effective manner, so as to cultivate bold, cheerful, stable and non-aggressive animals...

This statement is not necessarily accurate, and the Bone Maharaja is not a small animal. He is more than two or three months old... But Burris feels that now is the so-called critical period. I must accompany him. I must accompany him under any circumstances. Hold him.

Lott was stunned for a long time, and then he said: "Forget it."

"Can't forget." Burris stood in front of him, "I have many preset teleportation arrays that can lead to various countries. Even if you want to go to some remote places, as long as you give me specific information, I can immediately cast spells and arrange A new teleportation formation. Do you mean Huolongyu? Let me see... I found it. It’s not far away. At the intersection of the eastern border of Sago and the free city-state of Tulai, I have only been to the plain cities in that area. I have been to the mountains, no wonder I have no impression of the place name."

Lott said slowly: "I, go by myself..."

"No, I..." Bob Lisboa wanted to say, "I will take you there." When the words came to his lips, he had the idea to change his words, "I want to go too."

The flame in the eyes of the Bone Maharaja quivered for a while, and gradually subsided. He stood quietly and watched Burris open the drawer, took out a bunch of odds and ends, and started casting the spell with reference to the map.

Burris uncovered a corner of the carpet and drew a circle on the wooden floor. He drew and said: "For safety reasons, we will first transmit to a place with clearer coordinates, and then find the destination."

"Good." Lott opened the closet and put on his cloak. It seems that he still knows that he can't go out in tattered home clothes.

After the teleportation formation was completed, Burris took Lott's hand and led him into the magic formation. Now Lot's hands are covered with black scales, and the shape is also big and hideous, Burris can only hold his two fingers. Lott tilted his head in dissatisfaction, flipped his wrists cleverly, and instead covered the mage's hand with his palm.

After the brief turbulence caused by the distortion of time and space, they stood hand in hand on the mountain platform. Tonight, the mountains of the non-returning mountains and the moon are sparse, but the eastern part of the kingdom is covered with dark clouds and the wind is howling, and a rainstorm is probably brewing.

Burris lit the ball of light and sent it up in the air. The light shone on the two of them, forming a cone-shaped warm color area.

The Bone Maharaja slowly walked to the edge of the cliff, and said the longest sentence since waking up: "This is still a long way from Huolongyu... If it were before, I would have flown over in an instant."

Now he can only hover and float, and Burris is deeply impressed by the mosquito-like flying method.

"I have a way." The mage drew a thin rope from his waist bag. The rope stretched out several times the length in his hand, and then began to rotate with one end as the center, turning out a circular floating blanket. The floating carpet is stable and comfortable, less effort than flying, and faster than horses. Burris controls the direction and speed of the flight, and the Maharaja is responsible for giving directions.

There is a layer of force field cover outside the blanket. It was originally used to shield strong winds. After flying out for a few miles, the force field cover became more important. The dark clouds were getting lower and lower, and lightning and thunder began to flash in the sky. The flying rain curtain connected the sky and the earth, and the originally dim vision became more blurred.

Because he couldn't see the direction, Burris had to let the floating blanket descend slowly and stopped by a cliff. The torrential rain poured down, scouring the circular transparent force field cover, and the ball of light was still shining high, reflecting the small waterfall-like water into a translucent white gold.

The Bones Lord pointed to the surroundings: "Burris, look, it's fun."

Burris trembled: "You...recognize me?"

The maharaja looked at him: "How can I not recognize you?"

At this time Burris realized to his surprise that Lott was talking faster! The tone has also changed back! He just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but felt that his tone of voice was not equal to his mental state, and he couldn't take it lightly yet.

"How do you feel now?" he asked.

The Bone Maharaja turned his head and looked at the rain curtain: "I...want to go to Huolongyu."

Burris rubbed his eyebrows, and it turned out that Lot was still somewhat abnormal... But what standard is normal? Maybe... the skeletal lord with a hippie smile in the past was abnormal, and now Lott is complete.

This thought made Burris sad. He complained secretly: I found you with great difficulty, but you have returned to the past, back to the era that I can't reach...

At this moment, Lott stretched out his hand to embrace the shoulder of the wizard and hugged him towards himself. Burris froze for a while, subconsciously trying to break away. Now the bone maharaja's body is stiff, like obsidian covered with scales, he doesn't want to lean on it at all... but he suddenly remembered that they were in Kuntilia. In the yard of the Elf Coast Guard: He transformed himself back to an eighty-four-year-old state, wrinkled, with dry skin, his teeth crumbling on the shrunken gums, and his desolate head was stained with light spots by the shade of flowers... Lot As always, I kissed him in disregard of shame, and said a bunch of nasty things...

Recalling this, Burris's face felt warm. He sighed and leaned silently in the arms of the Bones Monarch.

Lot also sighed, still speaking upside down: "Oh, what to do. I want to go to Huolongyu. Burris, I didn't go to the forest that day, and I didn't take Earl Hrolf to... You already know it, don't you? ...I remember, it was called Huolongyu..."

Burris said absently, "The place name hasn't changed for so many years."

The rain outside became smaller, and Lot's voice also became smaller: "I've been there, I have to tell you... No, I mean, I didn't tell you before, and I don't know... No. Anyway, too much. First of all, I didn’t go to the forest, and then I finished watching. What do I want to say, no, too much..."

He spoke too hard, and Burris couldn't help but help him smoothly: "You want to tell me a lot of things, they are too many, too long, too complicated, you can't say it for a while."

The Bone Lord nodded vigorously. Burris said again: "I didn't think of it for a while, now I think... Is Huolongyu the valley you like very much? The one that was blown up by the fire dragon.

Lott nodded subconsciously, and then his body became more and more rigid: "You know... I know."

"Yes," Burris understood his words without difficulty, "I dug up Lisa's body, and with the help of her existing memory, I also finished reading the book."

"You know, I later, I didn't, it was not the Three Good Gods..."

"I know. At that time, the separation of planes had been completed, and the true **** had already left."

"Also! This is very important! I don't want to say, I didn't want to, I'm afraid you know. Augilia and Siegfried are..."

"I know what they are." Burris raised his head and looked at the Maharaja. "Okay, okay... Don't worry. I understand how you feel now... After the contents of the book are in my mind, I too Almost crazy. Don’t worry, it’s okay. As a mortal, I can recover slowly, and you will definitely recover faster."

These words were just verbal comfort, in fact Burris didn't know whether Lot could recover faster or slower, or even sure whether he could recover.

Although Burris is a mortal, he is just a bystander. He is naturally standing out of chaos and is relatively easy to find himself. Although the Bone Maharaja is a demigod, he is a witness to the entire "Ode to Songs". Those accounts are not only It was the river in front of him, and it was the blood flow in his body.

The flame in Lot's eyes darkened a bit. He hugged Burris, quietly watching the rainstorm outside the shield, and slowly stroked the wizard's hair with his rough palm covered with black scales.

Sometimes he muttered something, a bit like an unconscious dream, Burris couldn't hear it and didn't ask him.

After a while, he took a deep breath and said, "It's much more comfortable. It seems like before..."

"Once upon a time?" Burris asked.

"When I was in the rime forest with you." Lot's voice calmed down, "Burris, I didn't go to the forest."

"I already know."

"Then, are you particularly worried?"

It's okay not to ask, but when he asks like this, Burris feels resentful: "I regret looking for that book for you. It's okay to look for things, self-defeating, and delaying my serious research."

The maharaja laughed. In this shape, his voice is slightly different from usual. There is a thunderous rubbing in the depth of his throat, which makes his laughter look very evil, which matches his appearance at this time.

Thinking of this, Burris lowered his head and laughed. The evil mystery creature and the necromancer were cuddling in the storm. It was so ridiculous, it was outrageous, and the books on Lot's bookshelf did not dare to write that way.