Lin sat by the window, staring at the trees out of the window. This small building, located in the heart of the city of molten iron, near the fort of liehammers, was extraordinarily quiet at this time. This is also a matter of course. The owners of houses in this area are basically merchants. As early as the wind of rat plague came, most of the residents had already fled to the interior of the kingdom with all their belongings, leaving a large number of uninhabited houses. It''s different from the melting iron City Lin knew, and the former maids were very sure of this. The merchants isolated themselves from most of the city''s residents to reduce their contact with what they thought were vulgar and vulgar people. But they didn''t realize that it was themselves who were really isolated.
"Click" the sound of the door opened attracted Lin to turn her head. After she saw the people coming in, her mouth involuntarily showed a smile. "Welcome back, Mr. dip." Under the influence of this sentence, the haze on the curse crow''s face quickly dissolved. The magician showed a rare relaxed expression and walked to the woman and put his hand on the latter''s shoulder. "I said it was just a name I made up at random." Lin naturally put out her hand, put it on the curse crow''s hand, looked up at the wizard''s face, "but to me, it''s more real than the curse crow. I''d like to call you by that name. " The magician shrugged. "Whatever you want."
Lin lowered her sore neck and suddenly thought of something standing up from her chair. "You must not have eaten yet! I''ll see what else is in the kitchen. " With that, she did not give the wizard any chance to refute, and hurried to another room. Leaving the curse crow to look at his hand, the expression on his face is lost. The ability to report the death of a banshee is only effective when contacted. But now it''s not the time to care about this. Compared with the feeling that he could only endure the countdown of death in silence, he can get at least that breath for a moment and a half now, isn''t he? In this way, the man in the robe with the crow badge came to the table and waited to enjoy his breakfast. The vegetable soup made by the army could not satisfy the taste buds of the grey robe master.
Breakfast is served quickly, and without tasting, mantra crows can judge from the appearance and aroma of the food that they are worth waiting for. Lin, wearing an apron, put the tableware in front of the magician. This is the first time that she cooks for him. I don''t know if the cooking skills she learned before can satisfy each other. The curse crow picked up the napkin and pinned it in the collar corner. He cut off a piece of bacon which was still emitting oil and put it into his mouth. He unconsciously made a sound of enjoyment in his nose. "And your taste?" "Of course, it tastes like a sunset."
The former maid, after thinking for a moment to make sure she was appreciated, beamed at ease. She hummed and wanted to go to the kitchen to clean up the cooking utensils, but she was caught by the wrist. "Sit down and we''ll eat together." In fact, there is not much food on the table, but the mantra crow does not like to eat too much. A small amount of fine food can provide proper nutrition and will not bring burden to the stomach and intestines. This is the way of life of the incantation master. Lin was forced to sit at the table, but she did not eat any more since last night. Although her perspective on the world has changed since she was awakened to be a death reporting banshee, it does not mean that she can ignore the fierce fighting last night. On the contrary, being able to sense the characteristics of every dying person makes Lin''s night not easy. Every death breaks her heart, and every person who has escaped the doomsday makes her happy. It is impossible to go to sleep or rest in such a crisscross.
"You don''t have to clean after dinner. It''s better to go to sleep first." During the meal, the curse crow said carelessly, and her eyes quickly swept through the eye bag of Lin''s slightly heavier color due to lack of sleep. However, the former maid shook her head and said, "that''s not right. There will be a lot of things to help after such a war. As a resident of molten iron city, I have to help them. When you''ve finished your meal, I''ll "Is it necessary? You are no longer a maid, and you are not a resident of this country. You are a banshee. Your existence is far greater than those mortals. " The curse crow interrupted each other''s words with an expression of impatience on his face. In his opinion, this kind of cheap work is just right for those ignorant ordinary people to do it. Lin just laughed, then got up and went into the kitchen to pack up.
"Ding Dang" cleaning pot Lin heard the sound of tableware collision plate, probe out, found that the wizard is no longer in the chair, his plate has not finished. The stairs leading to the bedroom made a slight sound of footsteps. Obviously, the lady''s insistence made the curse crow very unhappy. Lin shook her head slightly. She was not afraid that the wizard would do anything terrible because of her disobeying him. Although there was no reason, this delicate trust did not know when it clearly appeared between her and the magician. And although they were both silent, they both knew that they were in some strange relationship.
After leaving some food on the dining table in the living room and a note telling the crow to wake up and eat, Lin crept out of the building with a basket on her arm. In fact, she had already prepared the things in the basket. She only went out now to wait for the soldiers to return safely. Out of the small building, the mood of the former maid rose again. She turned to look at the windows on the second floor. The curtain behind one of the windows closed quickly because of her eyes. "Poof" of course she knew it was a curse crow. A sweet feeling rose from her heart, making today''s sunshine more warm and comfortable.
It took Lin some time to get out of the residential area. When the figures began to appear on the street in front of her, the former maid quickened her pace. On this day, many residents of molten iron city met a magical woman. Some of them knew the little girl who grew up in the molten iron orphanage, and some met for the first time. However, everyone who sees Lin will have a common impression of this lady, warm. As she walked by, the sad would be comforted, the tired would be rejuvenated, and the people in the pub would talk more about her than about the war last night. People said that it must be God''s special care for this city that she came here at this time. But strangely, although many people can name Lin, no matter who knew her before or who didn''t know her, they couldn''t describe her appearance in detail. All they remember was that woman had beautiful flaxen hair and that her skin outside her clothes was as white as snow.But for someone in the shadow, this reassuring lady is not so good, especially when she is in a very bad mood. Qi Li Meng poured a strong drink. She was born in the famous city lost heart beach. She has a surprising amount of alcohol, which is no different from white water for a witch. "Cut, boring wine, boring people." With that, Qili kicked the corpse under her feet like anger. It was a man who looked about thirty years old. His throat was cut cleanly, and the gurgling blood flowed out along the wound. The witch''s eyes are firmly locked on Lin in the distance. The purpose of her trip is to rescue Peggy, who was caught because of her "fault". But now, the unhappy witch thinks that she can have a little fun before rescuing the short companion. When she made up her mind, Qili''s mouth grinned. She looked down at the man''s body, and as if she thought of something, she put the jug in her hand to the wound of her throat to let the warm blood flow in.
The witch shook the jug in her hand. After making sure that the blood had been mixed with the liquor, she opened the lid again and took a sip. "Well, it''s a little bit interesting."
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