As the saying goes, a person's voice is what he sounds like. Although this statement is somewhat biased and absolute, a lot of information can indeed be judged based on a person's voice.
For example, the most basic...age.
Therefore, when faced with that old voice, the image that emerged in Rolf's mind was that of an octogenarian woman who was much older than Professor McGonagall.
But when the black mist dissipated, what appeared in front of him was... a young witch.
She was clad in red from head to toe: she was wearing a beautiful long gown of crimson silk, with a slit in the top that revealed the color underneath, which was a deeper red brocade.
The witch's hair is also red, but it's not burgundy or strawberry, but a deeper bright red... just like blood.
The witch's neck, ankles and wrists are also covered with collars, anklets and bracelets made of red crystal, which are engraved with runes from ancient magic scripts.
But at first glance, it doesn't look like a decoration, but more like a... lock without a chain.
Seeing that Luofu was staring at her without speaking, the witch gently touched her cheek and asked in an old and hoarse voice:
"Am I ugly?"
"Ugly?" Luo Fu laughed when he heard this. "If you are still ugly like this, then there are not many people who are beautiful."
Not only is the witch not ugly, but she is astonishingly gorgeous. Her pair of peach blossom eyes have an alluring spring look. Once people's eyes stop on them, it is difficult to move away.
Of course, the most outstanding thing is her enchanting figure:
Her bulging breasts and astonishing curvature of her buttocks, even if she was wearing a loose robe, could not hide her slightly exaggerated and exquisite curves.
As you can imagine, she just stood there, without having to bend down in any way, and she could hold up a dozen sodas!
"However, your voice doesn't seem to match your age very well." Luo Fe was a little confused.
He couldn't tell the age of the witch at all. He felt that she could be said to be twenty-five years old for a mature woman, thirty-five years old for dripping honey, and maybe even thirty-years-old.
But the only thing that can't be... is an old woman.
The witch smoothed her hair on her temples and said with a smile: "My voice does not match my appearance, but it actually matches my age very well.
However, if you don't like it, His Majesty the King... I can change the voice."
As she spoke, her voice suddenly no longer sounded old, but became delicate, like that of a seventeen-year-old girl.
Tianshan Tonglao, right?
Luo Fu cursed slightly in his heart and continued to ask: "So, how old are you?"
The witch really held her chin up and began to think deeply, but finally shook her head and said in a voice full of vicissitudes of life:
"I can't remember my real age, but didn't Livias tell you? When he came to this island, I was already there."
Luofu was stunned.
Livias did indeed say such things, but the person he was talking to at the time was...the queen.
The witch seemed to know what Luo Fu was thinking at the moment. She covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, her brows and eyes full of charm as she said:
"Yes, Your Majesty the King, I am the queen, your wife. Just call me Gros."
Luofu leaned back slightly and stared at Gross with a look full of scrutiny. If she was not lying, her age must be at least one hundred and seventy years old.
However, she is so young.
If Polyjuice Potion or Body Transfiguration had not been used, there would have been only one possibility.
"Have you ever taken...the elixir of youth?" Luofu asked.
The elixir of youth, as the name suggests: youth and immortality.
After taking it, the body will not age with the passage of time.
Rove once drank the elixir of youth, relying on it to maintain his age of fourteen, and then used a time turner to return to the present from a thousand years ago.
Of course, the elixir of youth, like the elixir of immortality, has limitations in its efficacy.
The elixir of youth that Hufflepuff prepared for Rove at that time was enough to maintain his appearance for a thousand years, but at this moment, the effect of the medicine on his body has disappeared and his body can continue to grow.
"To brew the elixir of youth, you need the Stone of Destiny, but I don't have that thing." Gross denied.
Luo Fu was a little confused: "Isn't there a method for refining the Stone of Destiny in this Tower of Babel?"
"Of course." Gross raised her arm, and another book flew over from the bookshelf and landed in front of Luofu. She said softly:
"This book records the refining method of the Stone of Destiny, but it is a pity..."
The witch blinked her eyes and said with regret in her tone:
"Most of the magic materials needed to make the Stone of Destiny were destroyed in the doomsday catastrophe. Even a small part left in the world has been exhausted in the past ten thousand years."
"So...even if there is a refining method now, the Stone of Destiny cannot be made."
When Luo Fu heard this, he felt disappointed.
He searched for the Stone of Destiny to help Nico Flamel and his wife.
Although they took the elixir brewed from the magic stone and greatly extended their lifespan, their bodies were still aging and decaying irreversibly.
Therefore, they need to find the Stone of Destiny, brew the elixir of youth, and restore youth to their bodies.
Now, Luofu has finally found a way to refine it, but he lacks magic materials. This is so regrettable!
The young man was silent for a moment, then suddenly remembered something. He raised his head and stared at Gross and asked:
"Then how do you maintain your appearance?"
"In the northwest corner of this island, there is a spring. After drinking it, you can stay young forever." Gross said with a charming smile:
"I drank that spring water."
Luofu's eyes showed excitement that could not be concealed, and he asked:
"The dead King Kurga also drank from that kind of spring water, right? I found his body, which still maintained the appearance of his youth."
"Yes, Kurga came to this island more than half a century ago." Gross nodded and said:
"After he became king, I guided him to find the Fountain of Youth."
"I can also guide you there, and you will live forever from now on... Your Majesty the King." Gross said.
"Are there any conditions?" Luofu asked.
"Of course, but those conditions are easy for you to achieve." Gross twisted his slim waist, with a charming look on his face, and said softly:
"I need you... to be my husband, to be the King of Avalon."
The queen raised her hand, paused for a moment, then smoothed her hair on her temples, her eyes moved, and she said in a delicate voice:
"As long as you agree to my terms, you will not only get me, this country, countless golds, and the treasures left by the ancient wizards...
I can also guide you to find the Fountain of Youth, the Fountain of Immortality, the Fountain of All Diseases, the Fountain of Magical Growth, and...the Fountain of Good Luck..."
Gross's eyes were watery, exuding a somewhat seductive charm. She licked her lips and said:
"My conditions are not too harsh, right?"
Rolf took a step back, looked at Queen Gros, whose beauty was almost as beautiful as Helena, and thought:
If you use these to test cadres, it is indeed... very tempting.
