第二十八章熬药人(1/8)

一只做工精巧的小陶土罐架在火上，慢慢烘烤著。牧师守在一旁，等罐子里的液体沸腾。
                                                                                                                                                                遗忘酒的量很小，他时不时掀开盖子瞧上一眼，免得药水蒸干。每到这时，便被浓烈的药味熏得涕泪并流，狼狈极了。
                                                                                                                                                                希望旅馆主人不要发现了才好。他担忧的向身后的门瞅了一眼。
                                                                                                                                                                其实他的心里是在担心雅希蕾娜会突然进来。尽管他已经悄悄去探望过她，看到她抱著圆滚滚的绒布熊睡得正香。
                                                                                                                                                                她被她那种可笑的祈祷仪式累得精疲力竭，经常要睡过大半个白天，但她为了掩盖她的秘密，也时常强打精神，突然跳到他面前，希望给他一种很有活力的印象。这些把戏再也骗不过兰斯。
                                                                                                                                                                他已经发现了她的秘密。那只镶著黑宝石的魔镜还睡在她房间的某个角落里。
                                                                                                                                                                当少女用她吻合而空洞的笑颜对著兰斯，他总能在她的眉目间看到魔镜的阴影。她的视线透过他，望向一个遥远的、虚无的所在。
                                                                                                                                                                他听见她的声音，像她的恋爱一样缥缈而忧伤：“贾拉索，你在哪里？你能听到我的召唤吗？我把魔王石弄丢了，真对不起，但我不是有意的。我们一起把它找回来好吗？”那时兰斯的心中，便会升起难以压抑的愤怒。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                因此，当乔把魔药遗忘酒当作临别赠品送给他，他发现有一种方式，可以把那个魔族留下的梦魇从雅希蕾娜眼里抹去时，心中的狂喜可想而知。不过他依旧把宠辱不惊的牧师

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