There are lights in the hut, which means there are people in it. The cheese narrowed his eyes and lowered his hood to cover the aura in his eyes. He was half low and approached carefully by the rain curtain and the shadow of the plants. There was no magic on these plants, at least not the magic he knew, and there was nothing buried in the soil that would look dazzling in his magical vision. As for the non magical aspect, the smell of soil aroused by rain can cover up the smell of living people, and the wet soil can absorb the sound of footsteps. He does not worry about being detected by someone with a sensitive nose or ears.
Next to the abandoned house on a rainy night, the faint fire light comes out from the leaking window, and the grey robed man with blue mist in his eyes stealthily hides under the window. The scene is not too warm to look at. Cheese leaned his body against the walls of the abandoned house and stretched out his hands against the outer walls of the house. The walls made of wood were affected by magic and became a little looser. He was leaving a way for himself. After finishing this, the mage turned and approached the door of the hut. He thought about whether to knock on the door normally, just as he had done in front of the White Wolf''s camp. But most of the people in this kind of room are not as good as the white wolf.
But he had a way, just a gust of wind and a flash of lightning. I don''t know whether God heard cheese''s wish, or the mage used his magic again to create the scene he wanted. The light that tore up the whole dark world lit up the world in an instant. It was so fast that it broke off the dull thunder. Almost at the same time, a gust of wind from the woods hit the door of the hut like an invisible bull. The old wooden door was overloaded, the bolt was broken, and the door panel opened inward in a moan.
The howling cold wind swept into the house and swallowed up the small lights. The people in the door were frightened by the unexpected sight, and they didn''t realize that anything else had entered the room besides the strong wind. Thin hands in a hurry to look for flint on the table, it is not easy to light the oil lamp again, she carefully with the body to block the cold wind, hard to approach the door of the house. Fortunately, the wind seems to have been satisfied with the damage caused by itself, no longer howling. She smoothly closed the door and jammed the door with the longer part of the broken bolt. After all this, she took a long breath and turned to lean against the door.
"Good evening." I don''t know when the grey robed man who came into the room stood leisurely by the bed. Under the weak light, the mist in his eyes was particularly terrible.
“！” Before the screams came out of her throat, the woman''s mouth was blocked by something thrown from the cheese. The sweetness in her mouth, however, made her slow down. At the same time, cheese took the lantern around his waist and lit it up. The warm morning light lit up the whole room. Although there is no spider web, the house still looks unbearable.
"I know it''s rude to visit a lady late at night. But considering your physical condition, I think it''s better to give you the reward as soon as possible. " Cheese placed the lantern on the table by the bed and glanced quickly across the room. He saw some moldy haystacks in one corner of the room, which should be beds. Besides, there was only the table left in the room, like the mouth of a dead man, a fireplace and a textile machine that had not been used for many years. A textile machine that didn''t match the room and looked very delicate and brand new. No need to use the magic vision to see, the mage can feel the magic breath on the machine.
To his surprise, the skinny woman did not protest his invasion with words or actions. Instead, she put the oil lamp aside and held the bread carefully in both hands. That''s what she dropped into her mouth before cheese. The master has not seen a man who can eat a piece of bread with such relish for some time. The hunger from the bottom of her heart and the hesitation not to eat it all at once made one realize that her emaciation was probably not just because she lived alone from the crowd. She was suffering from some kind of abuse. I just don''t know who the abuse came from. It seemed that the other party would still be entangled with the bread for some time, and the cheese didn''t mean to urge her. So he went to the textile machine and wanted to see what it was.
"Don''t touch it!" Let her temporarily put down the bread export to stop, so the textile machine must be of great significance to her. People who know magic are always cautious. Before they know what the source of the thing they want to touch, reckless contact can make the best caster die in the most oppressive way. Cheese stopped holding out her hand, turned to look at the other side, waiting for her explanation.
"Touch it, she will know, she will come." When the word "she" was mentioned, the thin woman''s face showed obvious fear and shivering. She should be the abuser.
"Who is she? Who are you? What are you doing here? What is this machine spinning? " Four questions at a time. Cheese doesn''t worry that too many questions will make the other party not know how to answer. He can feel that the woman''s thinking ability is not impaired. She is just not good at using long sentences. This is a normal phenomenon. Anyone who doesn''t communicate with others for a period of time will degrade his language ability.
Sure enough, the woman hesitated a little, and quickly replied in a more fluent way than before, "I''m golly, she''s the master. I''m here, weaving. Machine, help me weave. "Cheese nodded and grinned, not because he was satisfied with golly''s answer, but because it made him relax. But these answers are useful. First of all, golee''s name, which is not a person''s name, is the name of berries that grow on the shrubs around the river banks. The name of golly is no more real than the name of cheese. It is a kind of pronoun, even a kind of contempt. In addition, she called the person who controlled her as the master, without a name, just the master. Either, golly didn''t mention it on purpose, or she didn''t know. From the perspective of the batter, the latter is more likely.
The mage also wanted to say something to golly. If he could, he even wanted to take golly away. As early as he entered, he had confirmed that the only magic in the room was the spinning machine, in other words, there was nothing to stop golly from leaving, except the chains that tied gory''s feet to the frame of the loom. And to remove the chain for cheese is not difficult, he just need to find the lock, can easily
"Boom Even in the sound of rain, the footstep sound is still abnormal and obvious. Cheese''s words stopped at the sound of footsteps. No need for golly to explain, the expression on her face has already told the source of the mage''s footsteps. The existence she called the master. The mage reached out to take the breath of dawn, put out the lantern, and turned to stick it to the wall to prevent being seen from outside the window. Then he ran down the two sides of his mouth and rolled the bread into the machine. She tugged at the cheese dress and pointed her finger at the fireplace, as if to ask the mage to hide in the chimney.
Cheese frowned. He didn''t think there was anything that could make the grey robe hide in the chimney. But he also knows that it is better to be cautious when he has little information. Heavy footstep sound, closer and closer. No longer hesitating, the mage hung the lantern around his waist and got into the fireplace. Maybe it''s because it''s a woodcutter''s cabin. The chimney is so thick that it''s thin enough to drill through. Of course, there is no way to avoid the dust in the chimney.
The sound of heavy footsteps stopped outside the window. The voice was so sharp and disgusting that it came with the sound of rain and wind.
"My dear golly, why are you lazy?"
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