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"Tsk."

The knife in his hand accidentally cut open the fingertips pressing on the stake. The wound was very shallow, but it would still bleed. Cheese frowned slightly, not because of pain, but because he shouldn't have made such a mistake.

The making of wooden stakes requires full concentration, which means that the maker will enter a state of high concentration. For Gray Robe, in that state, the body and mind will be highly unified, and it is impossible for the hand and eye to be incompatible.

Condition.

This is not an exaggeration, but an ability that a spellcaster of Gray Robe's level must have. Any slight difference in thought and action may lead to the failure of a precise spell or even trigger a backlash.

The injured finger was placed on the burning lamp, and the blood droplets quickly dissipated in the licking of the flames, leaving behind a solidified wound. The light became a little weaker, and the wound began to heal until it disappeared.

Cheese touched the recovered fingertips, still feeling strange about his distraction in his heart. He was becoming less and less like himself. This feeling became stronger with the passage of time, not that his body produced any

What kind of mutation had occurred? On the contrary, he was able to use his body more smoothly than a few years ago. As he grew older, his body's various abilities were reaching their peak.

Every day, he becomes stronger, until he reaches old age at the peak.

So the problem is not with the body, or between the muscles and nerves. Changes are taking place in his deep body, consciousness level, and even places that are even subtler than consciousness. Cheese has always had some problems recently.

Unusual behaviors, some habits that he has never had before, which can be understood as traces brought to him by a series of recent encounters, but some traces are without reason, and there is no correlation between them and previous experiences.

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Even Cheese himself couldn't notice its appearance at the first time. Only in a sudden moment did he realize that he was doing something he would never do before.

Just like just now, in the past, Gray Robe would choose to ignore such minor injuries. The blood would naturally evaporate due to magic, and the wounds would scab. But now he will actually use the power of lights to heal his skin.

This is not his style.

Of course, he has always known the spell of using heat to heal small wounds, and he can cast it smoothly, but he does not think it is necessary to do so. It is just a wound, and sooner or later, it will disappear eventually.

"The Romance of Fairy Wood"

Many wounds on the human body may not attract attention from the appearance to the disappearance. This coming and going itself is also a part of the body's metabolism and is not a very important thing.

This kind of thinking is naturally related to the fact that Cheese has lived in Cangshi for six years. In the bitter cold Northland, wounds are proof of warriors and glory. No matter men, women, old or young, they will not care about the appearance of wounds. On the contrary, when

When you have extremely serious scars, they will also sincerely praise your tenacious will to survive after the injury.

However, this idea is not necessarily universal in the eyes of the nobles in the royal capital and the southern part of the kingdom. For them, a body without scars is proof of their power and evidence of their ability to protect themselves, their territory and property. But

In fact, there is no essential difference between the two ideas, and they do not involve aesthetic issues.

With this thought, Cheese naturally shouldn't rush to repair the wound. He can wait for it to heal. It doesn't take much time anyway. But why did he reach out his hand so naturally?

It was as if the wound would make him feel uncomfortable if it existed on his body for a second longer. The gray robe faced his palm and stared at the injured finger. He felt like he was no longer himself. No matter this detail or other details, he seemed to

He is becoming a different person, and he is beginning to adopt that person's habits.

This is a scary thing, because you don't know if this means that the way you think is also changing, and whether it will eventually completely distort your consciousness.

Cheese stared at the fire, as if he wanted to see his own appearance in it. The flame is not a mirror, although many prophets claim that they can see the future or the past from the fire, and even some souls can be summoned from their destination through the flames.

Conversation, but it is still not a mirror, unable to respond to those who gaze upon it.

There is only the last wooden stake left, and it is more than half completed. Compared with before, his hand has not become slower, and is even a little faster.

At night, when he first arrived at the center, he could hear the furniture in the room creaking slightly due to the change in temperature, and he could hear his own breathing and heartbeat.

I don't know where the devil went, but it's not too far anyway. Night is a boring time that needs to be entertained for Wei Dao who doesn't need sleep, but Porphys chose to sleep.

For this snake who has been away from the secular world for too long, it is too noisy during the day, her spirit is constantly being depleted, and a sense of fatigue that has not appeared in many years has enveloped her. This is a good thing, only when there is no depletion will she feel that she does not need to rest.

, and a living thing should not be without losses.

Cheese breathed out gently, picked up the carving knife on one side, and used his fingers to make the blade fly like a butterfly. This was a technique he had subconsciously practiced playing with quills when he was thinking about it. The number of quills that were scrapped for this purpose

Gloria was quite critical.

Of course, the knife is not a pen, so Gray Robe stopped his hand in time before cutting himself twice and returned to the normal grip. Normal grip? He looked at the hand holding the knife. The grip was the same as what he was used to before.

Is it still the same kind?

Or is it that his habit has been naturally replaced inadvertently? Maybe after a certain sleep, he is no longer the one who wakes up.

He shook his head gently to get rid of the random thoughts in his mind. His symptoms were far from serious. Even if the current abnormal phenomenon was really the beginning of some kind of spiritual invasion, it would probably take more time to replace Cheese's thinking at the current speed.

It took more than ten years.

Worrying about it now is as useless as worrying whether the sky will collapse tomorrow. Compared to this, a wooden stake cannot carve itself.

Blow off the sawdust and gently rub it with your fingers to check the smoothness of the surface. The cheese eyes are enough to carve with just the light.

He worked quietly, and in the entire hotel hall there was only the sound of the carving knife penetrating into the wood. The moonlight shone in from the window, slightly smearing the color of the gray robe toward silver.

It can be seen that on the back of the cheese robe, the lantern-rat emblem symbolizing himself and the dice emblem symbolizing the alchemist flash past, just like the ever-changing patterns on the clothes of the first gray robe.

But in addition to these two emblems, there seems to be a faint, unclear heraldry that has also emerged. However, Cheese does not know about this.

Speaking of which, how long until the ceremony starts?

There aren't many days left. Then I won't be here for too long. There are still things waiting for me to deal with in the north. No, maybe by the time I go back, they have already finished dealing with it, regarding the teacher's legacy and the things in the library.

Collection of books, and even the Gray Tower itself.

Maybe when I go back, the problems and conflicts will have been resolved, and everyone can sit together in peace and remember the past years and people.

That couldn't be better.

No, it won't be like this. The seats in the gray robes are destined to be no longer full. Not only is the position of the first gray robe vacant, but the Dionysian and the Alchemist will also not go back.

It's better to stop thinking about it, the wooden pile doesn't carve itself.
Chapter completed!