Chapter 59: The Magician on the Black Tower 9

Silvia is baking bread in the newly opened kitchen. She is wearing a delicate and clean dress, wearing gloves, and holding a more delicate and beautiful wand in her hand. This is also a new one she bought, which is better than the two old ones.
Standing in the middle of the kitchen, just waving a magic wand, the fire in the oven will automatically jump and burn to the right temperature. The tableware floating in the air is placed on the table as if self-conscious, and the tea cup and silver spoon jump out of the cupboard. Pulled out the tea in the cupboard.
The same thing fell on the oak table covered with tablecloth. Fresh fruits are also placed on the table, and the small bamboo basket is matched with the tablecloth with broken flowers, giving it a very fresh and rural atmosphere. The two bright candles burning on the table made the originally dark room warm and inviting. A bunch of flowers blooming in the vase on the dining table adds a bit of vividness to the place.
The boiling water on the stove was humming, and Silvia brought water to make black tea, step by step, and the graceful movements could be drawn in every moment.
The orange-red tea soup flowed in the white porcelain cup, exuding a touching fragrance, and Silvia took a sip of tea while sitting in a chair. This tea is not very good. After all, it is such a remote city. The best tea is not better than the tea sold in the prosperous big city of Salo. The water for making tea is also far worse than the ones she used before. .
But this kind of environment is quite new to the lady, so this tea tastes good. Putting down the tea cup, she played with the bunch of flowers on the table leisurely for a while.
"Quack~ so fragrant~ I want to eat~" the white-eyed black crow stood on the table, pacing with its paws and shouted. Since Silvia started cooking, the crow has completely become her follower, boasting her as a flower, and waiting for her to be in a good mood to feed something.
Silvia used a piece of bacon to lure the crow and successfully bathed it. Then she approached it with confidence and calmly used food to inquire about Lansa from her mouth.
It's a pity that this crow is lazy and delicious. There is no useful news that she knows, and Silvia will not completely believe it, so Lansa is still a mysterious man in her heart.
Listening to the noise of the crow, Silvia was not in a hurry, and slowly drank half a cup of tea. After smelling the aroma of bread and cake in the air, she stood up and waved her wand to turn the oven. Take out the snacks and bread in it.
The crisp and crunchy biscuits are neatly arranged in the shape of flowers, and the surface of the finger-long buns is a little burnt, sprinkled with sesame seeds, and they are also neatly arranged, making people look at it.
Silvia admired her work for a while, and tasted two more, feeling satisfied. With such a simple environment and tools, it is good to be able to make it like this. She held a small piece of bread to tease the crow, smiled and watched it fly up and down, and finally let go and let the crow take the piece of bread.
With black tea, she enjoyed her afternoon tea comfortably. Of course, she hadn't forgotten that she was still working as an ‘experiment’ at the house of a deep-minded dark magister, so she had finished using it, and she also prepared a copy for Lansa.
After a day’s renovation, the entire black tower has changed its appearance. The left and right sides are distinct, and the side that belongs to Silvia is hung with soft curtains and various furniture. She is cleverly separated from the resting room, cloakroom, reading area, and work area. All kinds of exquisite decorations, flowers, and beautiful carpet hanging paintings make the connected space independent and harmonious.
It's much more common on Lansa's side. The bed and some common furniture are simply placed, far less refined than Silvia's side. The whole tower was cleaned up, and it was a world of difference compared to the way Silvia first came. Lansa felt uncomfortable to see such a neat place at first, and was dragged off by someone. Heipao Chi Guoguo was staring at it. He looked up from the book several times and saw this clean scene, and it took a while to digest.
He is very happy if he is not used to it. The goddess lives so close to him, he can see the goddess as soon as he opens his eyes, just like a dream. Since knowing Silvia's identity, Lansa has been in a state where his heartbeat has never been normal. Only when he is completely immersed in the magic book can he temporarily forget this excitement and anxiety.
Because he didn't know how to face the goddess, Lansa had to continue to immerse himself in the magic book-researching what magic circle could be used to turn this dark tower, which had been so gloomy all year round, into the sun.
Silvia saw that he had fallen into research again, not surprising, but she didn't know that the other party's research direction had changed so much, she was still thinking about why Lansa did not ask her to cooperate in the research of the resurrection formation.
Lansa was so kind to her, Silvia felt that something was wrong no matter how she thought about it. Although she wanted to enjoy it, but she also knew how to take measures. If the other party's tolerance was not high, she would certainly not be too presumptuous. . But she tested Lanza's bottom line little by little, not only asking for this kind of enjoyment in life, but also getting many rights that she thought the other party would not give, such as practicing light magic and watching his magic research notes.
The private research notes are basically secret to any magician, but Lansa agreed without hesitation. Originally wanted to test Lansa's tolerance, Silvia found that the other party's tolerance was no degree. No matter what she asked, Lansa agreed. What's more terrifying was that she couldn't see the other party's reluctance in the process.
From beginning to end, Lansa was so calm and her eyes so deep. Silvia thought he was changing and difficult to understand. Looking at the corpses outside, Lansa should be a cruel person, but such a person is afraid of harmless crowds, it is absolutely impossible to say that he is timid, after all, that body The aura is scary enough, what is his true face for such a complicated person?
Could it be that this body is so important to Lansa, so important that he is willing to endure so many demands from her? Silvia wondered who Lansa wanted to use this body to resurrect.
Lansa was very serious when he worked, and even his favorite goddess could be temporarily forgotten. Silvia still felt that he was a complicated man and couldn't figure out his details. Of course, he would not approach him rashly when he was studying magic books. She just walked around with snacks and black tea, put them on a small table, and kept a certain distance watching Lanza.
Silvia didn't just come here to deliver food. She discovered that the magic circle Lansa was drawing was different from the previous ones, so she took the opportunity to come and observe.
This time the magic circle is simpler than the previous magic circle. Silvia can see it more clearly. This is also composed of several compound formations. Although it has not been completed yet, you can probably see what you want to do. use.
bright? The formation that guides the light? Why did a dark mage in Lansa suddenly study this formation? Does his series of actions have any significance?
Is there anything she didn't notice? Silvia considered a lot in her heart, but in the end she couldn't find a possible idea.
Silvia: Very good, for so many years, I have not understood anyone, except for the archbishop, you are the first.
Lansa recovered from work and saw the goddess sitting quietly looking at herself, with steaming tea and snacks on her hand, and suddenly the grass was crazy in her heart. A breeze swayed and swayed, provoking him. I also want to dance with joy. But no, it will scare the goddess.
He opened and tightened his palms where Silvia could not see. After going back and forth several times, he finally suppressed the excitement in his heart, and looked at the dessert made by the goddess.
Lanza: The happy ones will pass out soon.
Silvia brought the snacks over and said: "I have made some snacks. If Mr. Lanza doesn't dislike it, please try it." While speaking, she took the opportunity to look at the blueprints that Lanza had abandoned, once again. Confirmed that those formations are used to guide the light.
What is the connection between this formation and the previous resurrection formation? What does Lansa want to do?
Lansa hadn't eaten delicious food for a long time. When the taste buds that had been devastated for a long time tasted the sweetness, the sweetness and satisfaction from the bottom of his heart rushed to his eyes, and his eyes were red with a sigh. It was this kind of taste, and the piece of bread he got from the goddess back then was also the same.
Silvia, who was in the middle of a conspiracy theory, saw Lan Sa's red eyes, and her mind suddenly got stuck.
Silvia: What, what's the situation? Why does this man seem to be crying? How can a man with deep scheming cry casually!
And the pitiful look of such a beautiful person who wants to cry or not cry, really makes people want to hug him for comfort!
Calm down, Silvia said to herself. For a person as complicated as Lanza, he cannot be defined so simply, otherwise he will definitely make a mistake.
Luckily, Lanza didn't cry, he just looked at the bread in his hand and finished eating quietly. But Silvia always felt something was wrong with his eyes, weird.
The next day, Silvia rode a carriage to buy fresh food. This time she went around the chamber of the Holy See. There are chambers of the Holy See in every city. This city is not big and there are not many people who believe in the of light, so the court is very small, with only a few apprentice magicians.
She passed by on the grounds of shopping, and happened to hear the news she wanted to hear. Sure enough, the new saint has taken her place, and three months ago under the auspices of the archbishop, she accepted the worship of countless believers.
Three months? Silvia found a somewhat serious problem. She seems to have discovered that there is such a time difference between the time of her resurrection and the time of her death. Yes, she only woke up from this body in a few days, but it was three months since her death.
why?
Wait, Silvia's mind suddenly flashed.
She had been dead for three months. It was a coincidence that Lansa stopped going to the Holy See of Light in Salo three months ago. Coincidence?