Qiao Xiu slowly stepped down from the top of the mage tower of the grey clothes man, holding the stone like relic in his hand.
An hour ago, Qiao Xiu came to the master's Tower of the man in grey. The wise sage also preliminarily judged the function of the relic.
"After it is activated, there is a constant diffusion of magic around it, like sending a message, maybe it's a call for help, or it's to gather companions."
This is the original one in grey.
Call on your partner? Joshua looked at the Blue interface of the slate.
If this special magic machine can be activated all the time to attract the people who make it, Joshua would be happy to turn it on for a while every day.
"Stop for me!"
When Joshua came to the bottom of the mage tower, he heard an angry cry.
There were a lot of feathers falling from the sky, and a fat owl suddenly landed on Joshua's shoulder.
"Damn it! I'll catch you one day and drink the stew
The source of the cry was Cheryl, the retired judge.
The young judge, with a silver knife in her hand, yelled angrily at the owl on Josh's shoulder.
The fat owl mocked the judge who was not as good as before.
"What's the matter?"
Joshua looked up and down at the dress of the lady judge, who was now in an apron, looking as if she were preparing lunch.
"That owl named Cathy ate my fish again!"
Cheryl waved her kitchen knife and made Josh suspect that the judge lady would not like to throw the knife at the owl standing on the shoulder of Josh.
Once again, the owl grunted, flapping its wings and flying directly to the top of the mage tower.
"If it's not forbidden by the grey clothes, the fat pigeon No, owls don't live long! "
Cheryl wiped the kitchen knife with her fingertips.
Qiao Xiu never doubted the fighting power of the former judge, but it is a pity that the owl belongs to the "aristocratic" class in this mage tower class, and the two young judges staying here belong to the civilian or lower level maid category.
Grey clothes man is famous for keeping owls all over Nolan. Before Qiao Xiu climbed the mage tower, he could see a pile of owls standing on the crossbeam every few steps.
If it wasn't for the grey coat, "I can try it."
After a moment's hesitation, Cheryl, accustomed to the Dagger's hand, picked up a pen on the table and signed her name on the contract.
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