Although he didn''t have to accept the invitation, the black lion king gave cheese a good impression. Considering that the other party must have something important to ask to see himself at this time, the mage did not have any more difficult waiters to lead the way. Simply order the other party to lead the way, and let Elsa go to Mona and Jack to see how they are, and then the wizard goes into the deep part of the castle.


    To be honest, cheese doesn''t like the castle very much. Of course, he doesn''t deny the excellent defense ability and influence on the surrounding residents brought by the castle, but from the perspective of practicality, the efficiency minded mage is quite disgusted with the crooked corridors and dim lights. In contrast, the simple structure and clear layout of the gray tower can be regarded as a masterpiece. Of course, it''s just the wizard''s own idea. For ordinary people, the almost random rooms and endless spiral corridors of the grey tower are just like some kind of magic prison.


    Fortunately, the waiter who led the way was very familiar with the structure of the castle. After all, he was assigned to take over the mysterious mage''s servant, and no one could be assigned to do such a job. It is worth mentioning that in the past, when the waiter showed the way to the visitors of the castle, he always looked up. The glory of the Kingdom represented by the castle did not allow him to bow to any visitors. However, this time, faced with a magician who was beyond the secular world, the young man did not even dare to raise his head too high when leading the way, which made him nearly run into the lampstand beside the corridor several times.


    Just as cheese was about to lose patience with his funny way of walking, they finally arrived at the king''s study. In front of the study, cheese met an acquaintance. The iron Knight leaned against the wall, looked up at the two approaching people, waved to indicate that the waiter could step down. If the latter was granted amnesty, the mage saw that he almost trotted out of the area.


    "It seems that I am not a respected guest here?" The wizard laughed and was not angry at the servant''s reaction. But that doesn''t mean he likes to be treated that way after helping others.


    "You have to understand, my friend in grey. There is no one here who does not respect you, but sometimes the fear of the unknown can overwhelm that respect. " Atticus curled his lips. He was not wearing armor at this time, and his appropriately cut linen clothes made the old man less dignified, but this did not cover up the wisdom in his eyes.


    Cheese nodded to show his understanding. Then he felt that since the chief knight was waiting for him here, it was obvious that he had something to explain. So the master said, "what makes you stand guard here with your tired body? I don''t think his majesty is so strict that you can be on duty with injuries? "


    The iron Knight put on a smile, "ah, although our king sometimes makes some mischief, he is not so inhuman. But although your majesty is very considerate of others, not all the people around him are. I am here to prevent you from fighting with some guy inside later. You know, some people are gifted to have their swords pulled out and put on their necks in three sentences


    "I think you are worried. After all, I hardly use a sword." The mage understood the meaning of Atticus, and after knocking twice, he pushed open the iron clad wooden door of the king''s study. After cheese entered the study, the old knight sighed and said in a very low voice, "that''s what I''m worried about. There''s always a chance to get rid of a swordsman, but to annoy a mage May God bless you. "


    The mage who entered the room could not hear Atticus''s self-talk. As soon as he entered the door, he heard the sound of quills rubbing on parchment. The wounded king could not lift his arm at this time, so it was clear who was writing. The king''s study is not big. Maybe the royal family of Cang lion doesn''t like too generous things. Everything in this room is set up for the necessary purpose. There is nothing on the wall except a map of the kingdom. Even the tapestry or decoration weapons that ordinary nobles like to hang on the wall can''t be seen. A long curved table with a width of three and two bookshelves made of the same material as the long table are the only furniture in the room. Oh, now three chairs.


    Among the three chairs, the one behind the long table, which was lined with red velvet, belonged to the king. Sitter was slumping listlessly in the chair. He could see that his spirit was not very good. His eyes were only half open, and he seemed to fall asleep at any time. The other two chairs were on the outside of the long table. The empty one was for cheese. As for the other, the mage saw a figure in a fancy dress writing something on his left hand. If the waiter is not wrong, the man with his right hand bandaged to his chest is obviously the finance minister of Cang Lion Kingdom. Although his age can''t be seen from his back, he must be very heavy from the bulging outline of his dress.


    "Fat man, your date is here." The king wanted to raise his hand to say hello when he saw cheese enter the door, but his arm just left the armrest and fell back. Obviously, the sequelae of being possessed by demons made him powerless than ever before. What the mage cares about is that the monarch of which country will call his finance minister fat? This kind of joking appellation is more like calling friends than courtiers.


    "It''s better for you to speak less now. If you die of illness now, the grey lion will be very upset because of the throne." The finance minister, known as the fat man, also responded to his king in an unfriendly tone, but it seemed that he did not intend to get up to meet the cheese. The man said to the mage, "Mr. cheese? If you have a seat next to the account, I''m sorryThe mage actually went to his seat and sat down. It''s not because cheese doesn''t care about the other party''s impolite way of speaking. It''s just that his curiosity about the finance minister makes him temporarily ignore the other party''s language problems. Sitting on the chair, the mage saw the man''s face. According to the standard of cheese, he didn''t care about a person''s appearance. However, after seeing the other''s face, the wizard felt a little pity. If he was willing to take a good exercise and remove the thick chin, he would become a famous handsome man.


    "Mr. wizard, please let me say sorry first." The fat man said, without raising his head, "although I asked your majesty to call you here, I obviously misjudged the damage caused by you and your companions, as well as the chief knight and his men standing outside the door. So you have to wait a few more minutes. Ah, by the way, since you have already sat down, please pass me the balance on the other side of the table. My right hand is broken and I can''t move in the near future. "


    How to say that, cheese felt that he had seen a lot of strange people in the grey tower. He didn''t even think that he would think others were strange when he came out of the mage''s nest, because he was one of them. But this time, when the mage put the balance on the table in front of the opponent, cheese really couldn''t guess whether the man was too stupid or too smart.


    "Thank you." The fat man said casually, temporarily put down the quill pen, put some weights on both ends of the balance with one hand, and then carefully identified the scale that the pointer pointed to. "How did you break your hand?" The cheese inquired, saying that such a man should not break his arm. He looked like a guy who would ask a servant to feed him into his mouth even when he ate.


    "You say my right hand? It was broken by a rat man on the wall the night before yesterday. But I cut off the guy''s head, and I''m not a loss on the books The finance minister replied calmly, without any scruple. His speech had already made the mage show a rare look of surprise.


    "You mean you were in the fight?" Although I know that my words are very impolite, but cheese still put this sentence out. After all, let the mage believe that the fat man in front of him participated in the fierce battle Excuse me, cheese can''t imagine such a picture. He doesn''t really look like he''s going to the front to kill the enemy.


    "Of course, it is the duty of the nobility to take part in the war. Those who shiver in their own houses when they hear the bell ring should be put on the gallows and confiscate their property to enrich the Treasury."


    I don''t know why. Cheese found that he appreciated the fat minister a little.


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