The orange-white lights lit up one after another, dispelling the darkness around them.

The Zhou people looked around and found themselves in a large hall, with the spacious space reminding them of Niphgaard's palace hall.

It just looks a bit shabby.

Broken and broken stairs, incomplete suspension corridors.

Dust-filled tapestries and hanging flags were hung on the four walls of the hall, and the stone floor was covered with cracks.

It's like an ancient castle that has been abandoned for decades.

Where it was supposed to be a throne stood a huge stone door, carved with complex patterns.

"Master, welcome back..."

An ethereal voice rang out of thin air.

Everyone was startled and looked around looking for the source of the sound.

"Who was talking just now?" Francisca was the first to break the silence.

"It's the tower spirit." Zach walked directly to the stone gate at one end of the hall: "You can imagine it as the soul of this mage tower."

Several warlocks looked at each other. Several of them once had their own "warlock tower", but this was the first time they heard that buildings can still have souls.

"I'm glad you're alive, Master."

"You can shut up." Zach sighed.

Since the mage tower was damaged, the intelligence of the tower spirit seems to have been affected, and even worse when the magic power is insufficient.

Geralt was not interested in the discussion between these warlocks. He walked, raised his head and looked around, but almost tripped to the ground by what was under his feet.

He looked down and saw an adult-sized humanoid object lying on the cracked marble floor.

The witch hunter squatted down and checked carefully.

It's a doll.

Wood and metal are combined into rough shapes of the human body, and the head is carved into a blurred human face.

"What is this?"

The black-haired mage looked over and said, "Demon servant." Then he continued to check the patterned stone gate: "The servant in the mage tower."

"Is this thing alive?"

Before he finished speaking, the doll lying on the ground suddenly sat up, which scared Geralt.

Taling said coldly: "Sometimes."

After saying that, the doll lay back on the ground.

“…”

The voice attracted others.

Tris walked away with her green gauze skirt, carefully avoiding the dust on the ground: "Is it something similar to a golem?"

Warlocks in this world can use soil and stones to create huge humanoid puppets. They hardly think and will obey the creator's instructions without any doubt. Therefore, they are often used to guard the territories of warlocks.

"Not exactly the same..." Zach checked the Astral Gate and walked over: "The golem itself has a mindful mind, although very low-level..."

"But the Demon servant is just a pure doll, no different from the puppet you see in the circus. You don't have any wisdom, and the one who really controls the Demon servant is the Tower Spirit."

Taling: "It's like this"

The doll suddenly sat up again.

"Taring, you need to save magic." Zach said impatiently.

Yennafa also squatted down and fiddled with the doll's metal joints: "So these dolls... are the demon servants who serve you tea and water?"

Zach shook his head: "There are about a hundred demon servants left in this tower, but they are usually used to complete relatively complex tasks. The simple tasks of serving tea and water and carrying things can be completed by Taling yourself."

Seeing that everyone was a little confused, he continued, "Think about it, isn't it easier than to serve tea and serve dishes with a humanoid puppet that controls dozens of joints, and directly let the plate and water cup fly to the table?"

As if for the sake of demonstration, a half-breaked glass floated up from the ground not far away and slowly flew to Geralt, with half a cup of some turbid liquid inside.

"Please drink water, a distinguished guest."

Geralt frowned. Even if the witch hunter is not invaded by all poisons, he would not dare to touch this cup of "old wine".

"You keep it yourself."

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Geralt carefully hung three long swords onto the wall.

Alice, Fairy Sword in the Lake, Tousten Knight Sword.

These are his three most advantageous weapons.

The furniture and beds in the room have been replaced with a brand new set.

Yennefa, who was on the other side, was sorting out the books he brought in at his desk.

The witch hunter was very satisfied with the place he chose.

It has two bedrooms, a study room, a study room, a restaurant, a storage room, and a toilet that can be automatically cleaned.

It was even more comfortable than their little house in Towsent.

The black-haired mage called this "suite", and the entire "living area" of the Mage Tower is composed of "suites".

After sorting out the weapons on the wall, the white wolf lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling a little stunning.

He is in a good mood.

Although he had established some friendship with the black-haired mage during this period, he was always a little nervous.

The other party is very strong, and he is indeed not like a warlock in this world, but he speaks too eloquently.

The mouth is full of "world communities", "vacuum sea", and "magistrate civilization".

However, today he finally saw the so-called "ocean giant ship" mentioned by the other party, which dispelled most of his doubts.

Although this "ocean giant ship" was a little broken.

But it's really "giant".

No wonder she could knock Cili away...

As soon as he came in, he saw the magician hall on the first floor. Although it is a bit dilapidated now, he can still see its once magnificent magnificence.

The second floor is the administrative area, the third floor is the banquet area, and the living area he is in is the fourth floor.

Each floor is connected by several stairs and a central lifting platform.

Each floor contains hundreds of rooms, restaurants, galleries, rooms with different functions, and countless halls.

It was like stuffing all the Losha Palace, Aritusa and Gaston Palace on Xiannid Island.

The fifth floor above their heads was the so-called "ritual area". He slipped up and took a look. There was only half of the floor left, and most of the rooms had no ceilings. You could see the sky when you looked up.

According to Zach, the ground part of the Mage Tower originally had twenty-five floors. He used to live on the twenty-second floor, but now he can only "live" on the fourth floor like them.

This is not a mysterious underground part, where there are three central parts and three storage parts.

This tower is so big.

It simply put a fully functional town into the room.

If the supply is sufficient, this mage tower can accommodate hundreds of people, or even thousands of people, for at least several months.

Bang bang bang bang.

"You go and take a look." Yennefa was still sorting out his own things seriously.

Geralt jumped out of the bed and opened the door.

Several Nifgaard soldiers came in one after another and transported large and small bags of luggage in.

Although most of them are Yennefa's things, the things that have always been obsessed with by the witch hunter have finally been delivered.

This is all his belongings in Toustente, and it was also what he spent a lot of time, energy and money to collect.

All the equipment of the six major witch hunters schools.

Geralt glanced outside the door.

There is still a busy scene there.

Countless workers and servants are repairing and cleaning every room.

They are repairing the corridors, doors and windows, replacing worn-out furniture, and painting walls.

The witch hunter raised his eyebrows.
Chapter completed!