Chapter 68: The Magician on the Black Tower 18

"How long will it be before we reach the black tower of that Master Mage?"
The questioning man sat on the horse, dressed in the newly popular exquisite costumes, and his golden hair was combed meticulously. He looked at the clouds rolling in the sky, his face a little tense.
"Mr. Sera, you can see through this plain." The middle-aged man sitting beside him pointed to a broken stone stele on the side of the road. It already belongs to that person's domain."
The blond Mr. Sera glanced at the skeletons next to the broken stone, and the corners of his mouth twitched. There was a bit of tension in his lowered tone, "The Dark Magister, how is your temper?"
The man who has explained so many times gave a irritable heart with a smile on his face, and explained again: "Although Lord Lango doesn't like to interact with people, he has a little personality...different from ordinary people, but as long as he doesn't offend him , We are not in danger of life, Mr. Sera, don't worry."
Mr. Sera clenched the saber at his waist, his face almost stiffened to a rock. Although the people who led the way had been comforting him, the reputation of the dark magister they were about to visit was so bad that no ordinary person could calmly face such a terrifying and murderous figure.
If it wasn't for the eldest lady, he would never come to such a dangerous and terrifying place to meet a dark magister who was even more dangerous and terrifying!
As she got closer to the destination, Sera's face became paler and paler, and her whole body became fidgety. But when they came out of the wasteland and came near the black tower amidst the inexplicable cries of crows, Sera's face became weird.
"Boss Aldrich, are you sure this is the one...Black Tower?"
Not only Sela couldn't believe it, even the owner of Aldrich, who had been here once, was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.
He still clearly remembered that the last time he came here was more than a year ago, and he was also very scared at that time. Passing through the endless wasteland, there are wandering wild wolves above it, with green eyes gleaming in the dark, and the trees on the roadside are eroded by the dark elements, and they have grown into hideous monsters on which rotting crows inhabit.
As you get closer to the black tower, the clouds in the sky become thicker and thicker. The lightning is purple, as if it will strike people at any time. The tall, depressing old black tower is breathless, and the dirt on the tower seems to be blood. After being watered, corpses of varying degrees of decay were scattered under the tower.
Inside the black tower, there was a decadent aura everywhere, weird liquids flowed on the ground, huge spiders and mice rustled in the corners, and the devil-like monster crow stood on the light stand and stared at him silently. , The master of the black tower was wrapped in a black robe, and black mist seemed to flow around him. The gaze under his black robe was even more terrifying than all this. The pale hand took out the potion he needed from the dusty shelf, and the faint voice echoed in the empty black tower, like a devil singing a song, full of weird aura.
Everything he saw that time left an indelible impression on him, but now, who can tell him what happened to the black tower in front of him?
Can this be called a black tower? The dark tower turned white, and the top of the tower turned into a fresh blue like the sea. A balcony was built above the tower. The same was a blue sunroof. The balcony was planted with flower vines hanging down. A string of rustling wind chimes hung.
The dense clouds above the black tower dispersed, and the bright sunlight shone down, filling the entire tower with the breath of sunlight. The corpses around the black tower are also invisible, replaced by a fluffy grass and flowers. The verdant vines climbed onto the white wall, very fresh and lovely. A half-person-high wooden fence was blocked around the tower, leaning against a large cluster of small yellow daisies.
This looks like a peaceful elven Ithanker hut on the vast grassland, under the blue sky and white clouds.
"Boss Aldrich, did you remember something wrong?" Mr. Serra woke up Aldrich who was still in disbelief.
"Yes, that's right here." Aldrich rubbed his eyes. Just when he didn't know whether he should go in or not, he suddenly saw the door on the tower opened and came out a tall man wrapped in black robe. Thin figure, he is holding a strange-looking pot watering the flowers and plants in the yard.
The crystals sprayed out of the pot were lucid and translucent. When sprayed on the flowers and plants, those flowers and plants that were visible to the naked eye became more vibrant.
Seeing this black-robed man, Aldrich's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stepped forward and stood behind the fence and asked: "Respect, Lord Lango the magician, I am Aldrich who has visited you once, I will bring Mr. Sera, who came to Rhonese, is a knight of the daughter of the Duke of Rhonese. This time he brought his rich treasure to ask for a bottle of charm potion for his master. My brother before, was in the city. Ordnella from the Magic Firm mentioned this to you, and you asked us to take it one month later. Do you remember it?"
Lansa finished pouring the flowers in front of him and remembered it. He and Silvia agreed when they were shopping in the store about a month ago.
"Yeah." Lan Sa responded and continued to water the flowers.
Aldrich stood outside the fence, and Mr. Sera stood behind him, both of them holding their hearts. Seeing Lan Sa's hum, they didn't respond. The two couldn't help feeling anxious, but they didn't dare to urge them. They could only watch Lan Sa eagerly water the whole garden.
After watering the flowers, Lanza walked back holding the pot, "Come in."
With his sound, the wooden fence was automatically opened with a creak, Aldrich and Mr. Serra looked at each other, walked in carefully, and followed Lanza into the black tower.
As soon as he walked into the black tower, Aldrich was shocked again. This, this is completely different from the previous black tower! There are more than a dozen windows open on the tower. The sunlight comes in and it looks clean and bright. The furnishings in the black tower are also very tasteful, with both sentiment and style. When you walk in, you feel like you are in an aristocratic mansion. There is more magic The magical item is lively and interesting.
Aldrich also noticed that there was a rotating rose staircase in the black tower, leading to a newly built high platform, which seemed to be another room.
Lanza brought people in, did not ask people to sit, and left the people there. He walked to the workbench by himself, looked at the big clock, then washed his hands and took out a set of complex magic potions. Tools, dozens of large and small bottles and boxes were brought out, and various materials were digging through them.
He is ready to make magic potions.
When magicians make potions, they have peculiar rhythms, which are generally not seen by people. Mr. Sera stood there looking intently, full of surprises, and even forgot all the fears before. There are also many magicians in their ducal mansion, but he has never seen any magician that can make potions so quickly and accurately.
Not only Sera, but Aldrich also gradually became fascinated.
The purple potion slowly formed, Lanzar paused, picked up some shining powder from a box and poured it in, then picked up the transparent bottle and shook it gently. In an instant, the purple liquid changed like a rosy cloud on the horizon, spinning round again, and finally turned into a faint, sweet pink.
Mr. Sera, who was watching, thought, this sweet and intoxicating breath and color must be the legendary charm potion. It is this complicated production method that can create the kind of potion that can confuse people! With such a high-quality medicine, it is no wonder that the lady is willing to give so many precious gifts.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and Aldrich and Serra subconsciously looked up and saw a woman coming down the spiral staircase. When Aldrich was young, he had visited many places and met many beautiful women, but at this moment he was still amazed by the woman who appeared before him.
The red curly hair is bright in color, the dark brown eyes are clear and moist, the porcelain-white skin seems to be covered with a hazy light, the white skirt, the white shawl, the face is so delicate that it is inconceivable. For a moment, Derridge thought it was the goddess of light walking down.
Silvia just got up. It was a bit late last night, and she slept for a long time. At this moment, she was in a good mood and asked with a smile: "A guest here?" Although the question was a question, she read Countless sages glanced at the two strangers, and guessed their approximate identities.
Lanza wouldn't wear a black robe at home now, but he was wearing it now, it was obvious that these two were strangers, which would make him uncomfortable. Depending on what they brought, it was only possible that they came to ask Lansa to make medicine or ask for help.
Seeing Silvia came down, Lansa didn't answer the question she asked casually, but walked over with the medicine she just made and said to Silvia, "This."
Silvia took the medicine in his hand and smelled it, her eyes lit up, and a pleasant tinge in her voice, "You really did it?"
She poured out something on the back of her hand without feeling distressed, raised her hand to smell it, and squinted her eyes slightly, "This is the smell, what you did is better than the one I did the best before, how do you do it? ?"
Seeing that she was happy, Lan Sa became happy, her mouth bends under her black robe, and said contentedly: "Purple ten-day flower powder added."
"Oh?" Silvia laughed: "Why didn't I expect that the purple decanthus can just neutralize the mica horn inside, and the smell has also changed subtlely. You are really amazing."
Apart from studying black magic, the two are researching and developing various cosmetics. Because Silvia liked it, Lansa tried hard to please her, so in a short period of time, the dark magister Lansa, who used to specialize in tall medicine, has successfully become a professional skin care product developer.
He gave Silvia a set of skin care, hair care, nails, legs, face, etc., various magic potions, and continued to improve the various useful perfume potions that Silvia had previously developed by herself.
Silvia loves to pay attention to everything as long as she has the conditions. She is especially concerned about the maintenance of her face. Before, her favorite potion worked well, but she didn't like the fragrance. Now Lansa made it for her. Even better, Silvia happily took the potion and went upstairs to test the effect.
Seeing that the potion was taken away, Mr. Sera looked dumbfounded, wait, what about the good charm potion? He really couldn't hold back, and asked cautiously: "Honorable Mage, Charm Potion...?"
Lansa watched Silvia's figure disappear completely, and then withdrew his gaze, glanced at Mr. Sera, and looked back at him.
"Wait a moment." Lanza walked back to the workbench again and started making potions again, but this time he was not as careful and cautious as he was just now, and the set of tools was also put away.
He raised his hand and grabbed a handful of dead leaves and threw them into the bottle, and then threw all kinds of weird shapes into it. The contents of the bottle became a ball, and under the influence of magic, they all turned into a viscous liquid, slapped from time to time. A bubble popped out, exuding a dangerous atmosphere.
Lansa didn't seem to see the weird changes in the potion. He kept putting various materials down in his hand, shaking roughly, and even took a stick on the table and put it in to stir.
Sera: ...It was not like that when you made that potion just now!
This time the potion was made very quickly, Sera and Aldrich looked at it dumbfounded, and after a short while, Lanzar installed the black potion and placed it in front of them.
"Okay, take it away."
When leaving with this bottle of charm potion that was rough and random in its production process, Sera thought, the reward for the dozen or so boxes of gems was too bad.