Chapter 53: The Magician on the Black Tower 3

Silvia was not a person who would simply give up, so she quickly continued her actions-constantly picking up the books that she could find by her side, and smashing them to Lansa one by one. You can't attract the other party's attention at one time, just come several times. Silvia thought so, but Lanza didn't cooperate.
After being hit in the head by a book for the third time, Lanza, who was standing at the desk and working hard, suddenly shook his body, and fell to the ground with a bang. The paper and pen that were originally floating in the air paused and then They fell together crackling.
Silvia who was still holding a book about to throw it away:...Did I smash this Mr. Lanzar to death? !
No, what about the super awesome and terrifying Dark Magister? Just fell down after being smashed a few times by a book? How did the light knights and magicians in the Holy See die so many times a year? Silvia was shocked, and with an unconscious effort, she removed a wooden stick from the cage.
Looking at the wooden stick in her hand, Silvia shrugged, throwing away the book in her hand and shook the cage frantically. Look, although magic can't be used for the time being, the girl's strength is still good. After shaking for a while, the cage seemed to be crumbling, but it was unbreakable. Silvia shook out of fire, and she kicked her feet.
She needs to hold the saint's frame, and hasn't done such a rude gesture for many years. To be honest, it's pretty cool, especially when she heard the broken cage finally made a clicking sound and was completely scrapped. Subconsciously patted the dirty skirt gracefully, Silvia lifted the skirt corner to leave the pile of wood scum, came to the desk for the first time, and poked her head to read the huge book.
Silvia snorted, but she couldn't understand the text in this book. Regrettably, she took her gaze back from the book, and Silvia squatted beside Lansa to observe, and found that he was not dead, and suddenly fell down without knowing why. Seeing that he probably won't wake up suddenly, Silvia reached out and touched his face. Such a beautiful face seems to have strength after a few more glances, but the most important thing at the moment seems to be to eat something before talking. No matter how beautiful the face is, it can’t be hungry.
"Mr. Crow, may I ask where is the magic potion you mentioned before that can be used as food?" Silvia asked the big crow that flew back to the nest.
Before, she saw the tree growing in the gap in the wall, and there was a bird's nest on the tree that belonged to the crow. At this moment, the crow shook his head across the nest, and didn't even come down to see what happened to her master.
"Quack~ The nearest row of black potions over there is." The crow said friendly, and by the way, he said a few words, "These are all made by the master half a year ago, and I haven't finished drinking it yet, do you know what I did last time? Telling the master that he couldn't eat enough, he wanted to grab me and feed that kind of potion. Fortunately, I escaped. It's terrible!"
Silvia went to the tall shelf to look for it, and sure enough, there was a pile of black potions in the most conspicuous place, one with only a small mouthful. She took one carefully, first shook it and looked at the substance inside, then opened the cork and sniffed it slightly, distinguished the materials used in it, and confirmed that it was nothing strange.
It's just that she can't drink this black, this color is too ugly, and the smell is not flattering. Silvia looked critically at the magic potion in her hand, frowning her eyebrows. But in the end she compromised, closing her eyes and taking a painful sip of the potion. After drinking it, she realized that it wasn't that bad, at least it didn't have any strange taste, and after drinking it, a warm feeling rose up, and the stomach that was still hungry just now calmed down.
It was amazing, Silvia shook the empty bottle in her hand. On the face of it, she learned all the light magic that needs to be learned as a saint of the Holy See. It is really useful to use it to deceive the people and the nobles. It looks very beautiful when using magic, but there is not much practical. Secretly learn some other dark magic, but there is always not enough time, and no one can communicate with her, progress is too slow.
She glanced at Lanzar who was lying down on the ground again. Now that she is her identity, she definitely does not need to go to the Holy See. From another aspect, she finally got rid of the old immortal archbishop, but at the same time she also lost her beauty and— -magic. Yes, she wants to re-accumulate magic. So far, what does her body look like?
When thinking about this problem, Silvia couldn't sit still, and leaned back for everything else. She started rummaging around in the dark tower for mirrors, but she didn't know which corner she came out of and was covered with ashes. Gilded carved mirror.
After blowing away the dust, Silvia came under the bright candle, took a deep breath, and calmly looked in the mirror.
"what----!!"
The high-pitched screams echoed inside the tall black tower, and the echoes overlapped and overlapped, which matched the heavy rain and thunder outside.
Of course, Silvia screamed. She held the mirror in disbelief and stared at the figure reflected in it. Her brown hair and brown eyes are far worse than her original blue eyes and silver hair. The most important thing is that now this face is full of dark markings, and the dark markings covering almost the entire face make her It looks not only ugly but also terrible!
The mirror snapped to the ground, and Silvia, regardless of whether her hands were dirty or not, grabbed her hair and knelt on the ground. She became so ugly, why is she still alive!
Lan Sa was awakened by the high-pitched scream and blinked her purple eyes blankly, touched her belly, and later realized that she was hungry, and remembered that she seemed to have not eaten for several days. Probably I was hungry just now.
Ranza, who had always studied to waste sleep and food and forget the time, was accustomed to it, got up and took a black magic potion to drink, and immediately resurrected on the spot and was a tough guy who could continue to study for three days. But when he came to the table to continue, he felt that something was wrong.
What's wrong? He glanced around suspiciously, and after scanning it three times, he discovered something strange. When was there a pile of broken wood inside his tower? Looking at the pile of shredded wood for three minutes, Lansa remembered. He found the most suitable body for the resurrected body of Saint Silvia and brought her back.
It should be in a cage, but what about people? Lansa threw down the pen in his hand and wanted to catch the escaped man back. He only took two steps out and he saw the woman who didn't know her name.
She sat on the ground without saying a word, holding her head, like a mushroom, her whole person exuding a gloomy air, darker than the Dark Mage.
Lansa felt that the other party should be afraid of it, after all, his reputation was really bad.
His resurrection formation hasn't been completed yet. Before that, he could not let this body die, but he would escape without closing it, so it was more convenient to close it. But the cage is broken again, and a new one must be made. Lanza looked around to find some suitable materials for the cage, raised his hand and waved, and dig out several boxes of gold bars from the mess.
That was the reward from the person who came to ask him to make the potion. He used some, and the others were thrown in that corner, and the grass was about to grow. Lanzar handed the gold bars with his bare hands, and pulled the gold bars into long sticks as easily as squeezing mud. He used a box of gold bars to make a new cage. The rich natural house Lanzar dragged the cage to Sylvie. Ya reached out and poked her.
"Go to the cage," Lanza said.
Silvia was still immersed in the blow of her appearance, ignoring all foreign objects.
Lansa is a communicator. He doesn't like talking to people, and is even afraid to talk to people, so he doesn't want to talk anymore, he is going to put people in the cage directly. At this moment, he realized that he had forgotten to leave a mouth for the cage, so he could only open a large opening with his bare hands, put the unresponsive woman in, and restore the opened place.
Conscious that the aftermath had been done, Lanza returned to the table and struggled. The Saintess who was leaning on the golden cage like a rag doll was squeezed by the cage made of gold bars, and finally slowly recovered her sanity.
Because she thought of a question, this body should not have practiced magic, but when she checked it before, she seemed to notice a little magic wave. She was still familiar with that wave. She didn't care about it before. Now thinking about it carefully, it seems that it belongs to another. The magic wave of Lirina, a dark mage.
Dark Magister Lirina, another dark magister in the empire, was responsible for the pot that killed the people of the two cities that was held on Lansa before. The age is unknown, but at least two hundred years old. Although she looks sweet, she is particularly jealous of a young and beautiful woman. It is said that as long as she sees a woman who thinks she looks good, she will be turned into ugly by her magic.
She would also leave a black iris mark on the backs of these girls, indicating that she did it and that other magicians are not allowed to help these girls restore their appearance.
Silvia knew so clearly because the archbishop knew Lilena, and she had wondered if the two had a leg. It was the first time she saw Lirina at the archbishop. At that time, Lirina looked at her with terrible eyes, and she almost scratched her face with her eyes when she was jealous.
So, in fact, the face of this body is very good. It only becomes like this when Lilena is jealous of the magic. Can you restore the appearance by unlocking this magic? Silvia's eyes lit up, and she swept away the decadence just now, she was now anxious to make sure that this body was indeed enchanted by Lilena.
Just after Lanza finished writing a piece of paper, he heard the noise again. When he looked up, he saw that the woman he had stuffed into the gold cage grabbed the cage and forcibly pulled out the gold railings. Then the big hole came out in Lansa's gaze, holding the skirt straight to the place just now, and picked up a mirror.
Next, she tore off her skirt without anyone else, exposing her shoulders and chest, and took a mirror to her back.
Lansa had never seen a woman undress in front of him, and was shocked by the white flesh, and the feather pen in his hand fell off.
Seeing that there was a black iris pattern behind her, Silvia, who was almost crying with joy, met Lansa's gaze inadvertently.
The two looked at each other silently.
Silvia put down the mirror, put on her clothes, smiled at him slightly, calmly.
Lansa picked up the quill pen and thought, but it was nothing. He avoided Silvia's eyes, put his gaze back on the book, then pointed to the cage and said, "Go back to the cage."
Silvia tidyed up her clothes and recovered her composure. She didn't care about her current identity as an experimental material. She was gentle and softly asked: "Dear Mage, I promise I won't run , So can you not go back to the cage?" She has plenty of patience for people with good looks.
Generally speaking, magicians with weird characters will not agree to such a request. But Lanza agreed, anyway, he just wanted this body to stay here until he worked out the formation of the resurrected saint, it didn't matter whether it was in the cage or not.
Lanza stared at the book, indulged in work, but nodded if necessary, "Then you don't disturb me."
Silvia was a little surprised, isn't this ruthless dark mage at the center of the rumors too easy to talk? She is a person who likes to make progress, and never likes to grudge herself reluctantly. Since there is no other better choice for the time being, she decided to stay here first.
Whether you want to escape or unlock Lilena's magic, you need to restore her great magician's abilities. At this moment, a little magic power has not been restored, so you might really starve to death when you go out. The outside is not peaceful now.
So the first thing she has to do now is to take a shower, trim her hair and cut her nails. She can't bear it anymore!