Chapter 190: Admit the Wrong Room

A shuttle-shaped magic ship hovers in the gray sky, and three magic masts stand on the flat deck. The white cloth on it lit up one magic rune after another, prompting the ship to move. With a bang, the giant ship instantly turned into a streamer of light and rushed to the south.

The magic ships in the Nightmare Frontier can't match the flight speed of fifth-order mages, so Grant doesn't usually use these tools much. But he knew that in the peak mage civilization, these ships and some flying auxiliary magic weapons were the fastest, but after thousands of years of knowledge disconnection, there was no original technology. Only that side of the relatively well-preserved knowledge system, not as good as the previous era, is not bad.

Boom......

A piercing roar resounded in the sky, and the ship shuttled through the gray clouds and mist, taking advantage of the wind and waves.

The deck is protected by a protective barrier to prevent wind from entering it.

Grant stood on the ship, noticing that the ship was blessed with some kind of special forbidden talisman array. It's not easy to fly, and so is mental power. It feels like I'm sitting on the sea in the eastern part of the world. However, the strength has not weakened.

Trist smiled: "I'm sorry, because of some troublesome reasons, I made some changes in the ship to avoid encountering guests probing or probing under him, so it is easy to save personal privacy." ”

"I know, I don't care." Grant smiled and looked around. Directly behind the deck was a protruding pale gold cabin, the door half-open, and a white light could be clearly seen inside.

Grant pointed ahead and said, "Let's go in first." ”

Trist, who was standing in the back, slapped his head and laughed: "Yes, yes." We're still going to go in and eat. He turned back and said to Bio and Adrian, "Go down here and prepare some food." The two distinguished guests in front of me are my very important friends, you know? ”

"We know that. Top dog. ”

"Got it."

Adrian and Bio stretched out their right hands to cover their chests and half-bent in salute.

Tristhorn nodded and led Grant and Linda into the cabin.

After the three of them left, the deck fell silent.

Adrian touched the back of his head, squinted at the vanished Grant, and was a little frightened at what he thought. What kind of mage is he, who can make the boss treat him like this?

"What are you thinking? We're still ready to eat. Bio said with a displeased face, if it weren't for Adrian this time, he wouldn't have been scolded by the boss. You don't have to go with Adrian in this matter in itself. After all, there are other mages.

Adrian muttered aggrievedly: "You think I'm willing, don't you know?" How did I know that a fourth-order top mage would have such a big background if he dared to enter the Forbidden Sky Domain without anyone leading the team. ”

"Hey, forget it, forget it, this time the other party is very generous and doesn't care about this matter. We don't have to say any more. ”

"Let's go, we'll have a drink when we're done."

The two also knew that they were unlucky today. just welcomed back the boss, but was scolded.

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The corridor below, flanked by a row of wooden walls, hangs a pair of delicate ink paintings. Every two oil paintings. There will be a golden crystal lamp that reflects the surrounding scenery.

Grant walked on the plank and saw what was going on around him. Then. The light shone on the face, contrasting with a faint white light.

He and Linda listen to Trist introduce the surrounding rooms. At the same time, tell where they live. Finally, it is taken to the corner of the corridor until the third floor. Below is a large hall, covered with soft red blankets, and the four walls and ceiling are painted in gold and reflected the light brightly.

In the middle of the hall was a long table covered with a white cloth and a row of gable-shaped candlesticks.

Syllable!

Trist snapped his fingers, and clusters of yellow flames burst into flames on the candlesticks.

Grant sniffled, smelled a faint scent of flowers, and his mind became clear.

"This is the other side flower, it's still very good to use it for refreshment."

"I didn't expect you to have this kind of floral fuel, and you are really rich." Linda was a little surprised. The flower is actually a highly poisonous hallucinogenic flower, symbolizing the path to death. For mages below the second order, it is said to be a highly poisonous holy product, and as long as a few strains are taken, it is likely to cause harm to the body.

The floral scent will make the mind extremely excited and then create a lot of illusions that you want. When you finish this dream, you are about to make your way to heaven or hell.

It's just that the impact on fifth-order mages is negligible, but it can at least have a spiritual effect.

Ordinary high-level mages generally like to use this as a reminding item. As a result, the already scarce flowers are becoming more and more scarce, and a candle alone is worth 890,000 nearly a million magic stones.

Her family usually uses it at formal banquets.

"You're honored guests, all right, sit here first." Trist said enthusiastically, turning around in place. The body turned into a delicate black dress, the bow at the neckline had a row of serrated mouths, and he opened and said, "Welcome, I am the clothes of Leke Yasu." ”

"Hello." Grant saw the neckline and couldn't help but quip.

"Hello." Linda nodded.

The two turned around and changed their clothes at the same time. Linda was wearing a silk evening dress, and the pale gold dress was close to Linda's delicate and fair skin, looking very slim. Breast enlargement and thin waist, straight and round thighs, especially the straight buttocks into a semi-circular arc, full of elasticity.

Grant noticed Linda's clothes, which were almost all on her back, revealing her white and tender back.

He whistled softly, "Yo, isn't that good?" ”

Linda sneered for a moment, sat down in a seat, and straightened up.

Grant sat down as well, changing into a black suit and tying his smooth linen hair with a ribbon. He also wore a bowler hat on his head this time.

"Boss, the dish is ready."

"Then let's serve it." Trisette nodded.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

Plates of exquisite, tempting dishes appear on the table. The faint fragrance forms a floating white mist.

"Let's eat first." Trist said with a knife in one hand and a fork in the other.

They ate continuously, for half an hour, before gradually stopping.

Trist took out a magic weapon from the reserve ring and planned to give it to Grant, this time with the help of the other party, plus a friendly relationship with Grant in the future, it is embarrassing not to send something.

In terms of the options for magic weapons, first of all, they should not be too expensive but also not too shabby. Trist can conclude from the fact that the other party has revealed certain problems and may encounter some trouble. In addition, he is a summoning mage, and his main combat power is a magic pet, so he thinks of a good magic weapon.

That's the Fire Dragon Crown.

This is a defensive magic weapon, which can form dozens of flame dragon shadows to counteract in an instant. However, the power is in the late stage of the fourth order, like the top of the fourth order and the quasi-fifth order, the power is much weaker. Fortunately, it can be used ten times a day, which is also a very practical magic weapon.

The pale red crown is made of a ring of red iron, with the shape of a roaring dragon in the center.

The extremely strong coercion proves that this is a good magic weapon.

Grant was happy to accept it, and it was kind of useful. Farming monsters by yourself is mainly those fourth-order to quasi-fifth-order demonic beasts.

At the end of the meal, Grant planned to ask Trist for a fifth-order fire spell. The two chatted energetically, and Linda took advantage of this time to withdraw, intending to go back to the room to take a shower.

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The long and narrow corridor is brightly lit.

Linda's face was red, those drinks just now could get drunk to dozens of ordinary adults, but the effect was very weak for her, after all, as a quasi-fifth-order physique, she would be drunk by that little thing, but it would be funny.

She walked slowly down the hallway and saw a room beside her.

"Yes, this is it." Linda smiled and pushed away, walking in. The rooms are neatly decorated and are divided into bedrooms, study and bathrooms.

Linda swung into the air, throwing out several rays of pale white spiritual power to envelop the vicinity, making sure that there was no surveillance. Begin to untie the silk dress behind the back and step barefoot on top of the soft blanket.

Linda walked forward slowly, peeling off her clothes step by step. Soon, it turned into a white and tender carcass full of temptation, both the chest and the buttocks were still upright, and there was not even a trace of fat because of the blood.

In particular, the thighs are straight and round, full of amazing temptation.

She walked slowly into the bathroom, opened the dragon halter, and made a noise...... Clear water runs down your hair and drenches your body. Soon, the hair became wet and a white mist rose from the bathroom.

Rushing......

There was a noise in the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, Grant planned to go back first after receiving Trist's many spells. When I was halfway there, I saw that my room was slightly open, and I felt very strange, and after Trist introduced it, he deliberately left some spiritual imprints on it to prevent anyone from coming in.

The spiritual imprint in front of him was destroyed, and there were still some traces of the handrail of the door. Needless to say, someone must have gotten inside.

"What's going on? Trist can't be so stupid, right? No, I'm going in. Grant said with a solemn face, slightly put the True Knowing Leather Armor on his body, and used the silence technique to sneak in.

When I walked into the room, I saw a lot of clothes, long skirts, pale pink underwear, bandeau and a pair of pale black cotton tights.

What did Grant vaguely know?

Wow! There was a sound at the door in front of the door, and a woman walked out with her eyes closed and rubbing her long wet hair.

Although she closed her eyes, she also sensed that there was someone in front of her.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that Grant was staring at him, and immediately grabbed into the air, condensing a mist around him. And blushing nervously, "Why did you come to my room?" ”

"Is this your room? No, this is my room. Grant pointed to himself and then to the door and explained.

He was embarrassed, but after living for half a century, he quickly calmed down.

"No, I saw it was my room. You wait......" Linda felt something strange as she tore off a small lump of water and bounced into the air, spilling out of the crack in the door with a thud. After a while, I realized that this room was really not my own. Before carelessly, I read the wrong house number and location. (To be continued......)