Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

Standing in the corner of the library, the Lord of the Snowfield looked at his partner sitting at the long table, hesitated for a moment, then walked over and reminded him softly.

"It's past nine o'clock, Xie Wei."

But his partner was so focused that he couldn't hear what he said. He continued to write various runes with the crystal pen in his hand.

There were several scrolls spread out in front of Xie Wei, covered with dense magic runes and magic circle trajectory patterns. These were the problematic magic circle scrolls that the Far North Territory bought from smugglers.

This type of magic circle scroll is not a disposable item. When using it, you need to place it on the matching magic prop, and then place the specified number of magic crystals in the magic prop, and then you can deploy the defensive magic circle.

Magic circle scrolls are all drawn by magicians themselves, but this kind of drawing does not mean that a magic circle scroll can be made by simply copying the runes and patterns on the magic circle onto another scroll.

Instead, magicians need to use special crystal pens and paints to glue the magic elements to the scroll through the paint when drawing.

Xie Wei himself feels that the word "bonding" is a more appropriate description. In the eyes of magicians, the magic circle scroll is not what an outsider sees it, just a blueprint with something drawn on it.

In the eyes of magicians, the magic circle scroll is alive.

When designing a magic circle, magicians need to first construct the magic composition. Xie Wei feels that this process is like building magic together like building blocks. Different building methods will produce different effects.

Simple magic structures are easier to analyze and disassemble, but magic structures like defensive arrays will have a dozen or twenty additional magic structures added during the design to keep them confidential.

On the one hand, magicians need to use magic circles to make profits and cannot let others easily copy their magic circles. On the other hand, if the magic circles used to build the barrier are analyzed and disassembled, the defensive magic circles can no longer serve as shields against enemy attacks in some cases.

The defensive magic circle purchased by the Paraso people was designed by Xie Wei when he was eight or nine years old. At that time, his understanding of magic was not very deep, and the magic circle he designed had many shortcomings. However, compared with the common magic circles on the market, it required very few magic crystals and covered a large area.

Since Chinese characters are mixed into the magic composition, it is not easy to be disassembled, so from a practical point of view, this is a very marketable magic circle.

After Xie Wei got the magic circle, he took a closer look and found that some parts of the magic circle had been changed. However, since the other party failed to disassemble the more important magic composition, the changed magic composition would conflict with the original magic composition after being used for a certain period of time.

This will cause the defensive magic circle to be unstable, and problems will arise after it is attacked to a certain extent.

Simply put, this magic circle is a disposable item with a shelf life.

However, the smuggler did not tell Thrall that this magic circle needed to be replaced with a new magic circle scroll after being used to a certain extent. Instead, he sold it to Thrall as a permanent magic circle scroll.

Although smugglers who have been doing business with the Paraso people for a long time will also raise prices, they probably won't cheat the Paraso people. After all, this does them no good.

Due to the guilds behind the caravans, the Parasos could not do whatever they wanted to the big merchants, but it was still easy to deal with a few smugglers.

So Xie Wei guessed that the smuggler who sold the defensive magic circle to Sal probably didn't know that there was something wrong with the magic circle.

"Shiavi, it's too late, we should rest."

Sal always regarded "Shevi" as Shevi's nickname. When he called Shevi "Shiavi", it was either because he was in front of outsiders, or to appear formal, or his patience had run out, or there was no room for negotiation on a certain matter.

The crystal pen in his hand was taken away. When Xie Wei was carried away from the chair by Sal, he habitually hugged the man's neck, and then came to his senses.

The clock on the wall was almost ten o'clock. Nico had quietly slipped away when Sal came into the library, and Xie Wei didn't even know when he left.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?"

He rubbed his face against Sal's. Although the magic circle only needed a little bit of modification, Xie Wei did not insist. Instead, he obediently let Sal hold him and leave the library.

Gesan stayed in the library to pack up Xie Wei's things, while Toya and the others had left the library as soon as Sal first reminded Xie Wei.

Xie Wei didn't eat much for dinner, so Toya went to the small kitchen in advance to make a bowl of shredded chicken noodles. Gesan and Toya often helped Xie Wei cook in the small kitchen. Under Xie Wei's guidance, their cooking skills were no less than those of the chefs in the big kitchen.

After being carried back to the bedroom on the top floor by Sal, Xie Wei sat at the dining table to eat a midnight snack, while Sal sat beside him and watched him eat.

Toya cooked the noodles according to Xie Wei's appetite, so there wasn't much, but Xie Wei only ate half a bowl.

This time, Sal did not force him to eat more. After he finished the remaining noodles in a few bites, he took him out of the restaurant.

Sitting on the sofa with his back to Sal, waiting for the man to help him untie his braided hair, Xie Wei played with the accessories he had removed from his hair. After fiddling with them for a while, he put them aside and said.

"Sar, did Gesan tell you?"

Now Gesan still reports to Sal what he does every day, but Xie Wei is no longer as disgusted as before.

"I said it." Using a horn comb, Sal gently combed Xie Wei's long hair. His eyes became sinister for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

"Angry?"

"Yeah, I was angry, but I don't think this kind of thing is worth my anger, so I'm not angry anymore."

Xie Wei nodded. He was angry for a while today, but as he said, it was not worth his anger.

Being angry is very emotionally draining and a waste of time.