Chapter Seventy-Three: Meeting with Paul
"Then you two, stand in the magic circle. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ infoThe coordinates of the spatial positioning puppet haven't changed for a long time, and now Paul should be resting in a hotel or something. β
When he carved an intricate magic circle in the dirt with tree branches, Ah Shu said.
In order to mislead Lord Raymond into unlocking the blockade of the spatial barrier, we are currently somewhere in the Forest of the Dead, preparing to teleport through the locator puppet that Paul had previously handed over to Paul in the conference room.
"Alice listen, this operation is extremely classified, so we need to keep a low profile as much as possible, get it? β
To make sure nothing went wrong, I reminded Alice beside me again.
"No problem! Alice will obediently listen to Uncle Bone's command!"
Hearing me say this, the werewolf Lori clenched her claws into a fist and put them on her chest as if she had expressed her determination, opened her golden eyes as wide as possible, and nodded her head extremely carefully.
Although the attitude seems to be fine, I always feel uneasy, but forget it......
"Speaking of which, Alice, I told you to remember. When expressing your attitude, you have to stand upright, raise your right hand and do the gesture called "salute" that I taught you earlier, and say "Yes, sir!", understand?"
"Okay, Uncle Bone!"
Just looked at the werewolf Lori and wanted to salute, but poked the flesh pad on her paw into her cheek......
Obviously, there is nothing wrong with the movement, but I always feel that the effect is not very ideal.
"What are you two messing with, Alice, you don't need to listen to that idiot skeleton. The undead didn't have that habit of doing [salute] to their superiors, and that idiot was just thinking it was fun. β
"Ah Shu, what nonsense are you talking about, at least more than half of them are serious. Apologize to me, I know if you want to say common sense, and when you apologize, you show your breasts, that's common sense. β
Hearing this, Alice seemed to be frightened.
Although she was well hidden, she seemed to be secretly looking at a certain part of herself and Ah Shu to compare.
She actually believed it......
"Alice, don't pay attention to that idiot skeleton's statement, neither the Demon Realm nor the Patrick Continent have this kind of common sense. Shut up, an idiot, or you'll be thrown into the spatial rift when you transfer. β
After saying this, Ah Shu didn't seem to plan to continue speaking.
"Offering the Light of Truth, Endless Spatial Curvature...... [Directional-Space-Transmission]"
After carving the final complex figure, Ah Shu also walked into the magic array, and then closed his eyes and whispered the spell needed to carry out spatial teleportation.
When casting magic, the lawsuit spell seems to have the effect of speeding up the release and increasing the power.
But for the experienced magician, these processes can be completely reduced to silent meditation in the mind, or even simply need to build a spell in the mind, that is, in the conventional sense, it is used to pretend to be instantaneous magic with excellent results.
Although there is a suspicion of boasting, even I can easily do something of the level of instantaneous fourth-order magic, not to mention living for thousands of years, and shamelessly saying that I am a twenty-year-old Ah Shu.
A character of Ah Shu's level will not affect the effect of magic even if he doesn't need spells.
But I don't know if there is any special reason, but it seems that as long as the magic is released, Ah Shu will sue the spell.
ββAfter experiencing the blurring of spatial distortion again, the surrounding scene became unfamiliar.
What comes to mind is a simple room made of stone and wood.
The room was simply furnished, with a sarcophagus for the undead to rest in the corner, no oil lamps or magic lamps to illuminate, at most a wooden chair and a small wooden table, and nothing else.
And near the wooden table, Paul was sitting there writing something......
Sensing that something was wrong, Paul instantly picked up his head, then ran to the corner of the room to pick up the greatsword, and struck a fluid posture ready to attack.
"How can there be other breaths, what are you here...... Well, Lord Esthein, and Lord Felicia and Lord Alice are also here, how did you end up here?"
Looking at us who suddenly appeared in the hotel, Paul, who found the clue, asked suspiciously.
"Don't worry, Paul, we're teleporting through the spatial positioning puppet that you gave you some time ago. Sorry, it's a bit hard to hide this, but we'll tell you later. β
"Oh, no, nothing. The subordinates were just slightly curious. β
Hearing me say this, Paul was slightly stunned, and then put down the greatsword in his hand, as if there was some confusion.
"Because the situation is urgent, let's talk about it on the road. Anyway, let's go to the spatial waypoint in this town first, and besides, what happened to Stein and Spandam as a stand-in?"
"Lord Stein left yesterday evening with the help of the spatial teleportation array...... Eh, that stand-in is Master Spandham?"
"Well, that's right. It's a bit complicated, and I won't be able to explain it for a while, but Paul, you just need to know that this matter is the most important thing that will determine the survival of the Fortress of the Undead. β
Speaking of which, Paul didn't know that the Waste Sword had been temporarily transformed into a stand-in.
But let's explain this later during the journey, and the top priority is to go to the Chaos City to break the seal.
However, should it be said that it is worthy of being an inn in an undead town?
Well...... Because the undead like to be active at night, there are sarcophagi with excellent light protection, and because the undead basically have night vision and low living conditions, the layout is simple and the lighting facilities are almost none......
Speaking of which, this is the first time to investigate the basic situation of the Demon Realm, and I always feel that the gap is a bit big from what I imagined.
There are a lot of things that can be seen from the inns in various places, in short, the situation of the undead partition is a little unexpected, but it is reasonable, there is a dark and depressing feeling.
For example, to investigate the state of civilization, I would occasionally go to the hotel when I was in White Oak.
In the case of White Oak, the inn in Patrick's continent may not have a water heater or air conditioner, but it has its own unique civilization in another world, and there are alternatives to similar effects such as 'Hot Ore' or 'Cold Ore'.
Although the level of civilization seems to stay in the Middle Ages, because of the different systems, it cannot be said which civilization is better.
It's really a convenient other world, not only do you have convenient things like [martial arts] or [magic], but you don't need to learn physics to enjoy air conditioning and natural hot water, because it's very powerful, so it's natural to develop civilization around these special energies.
If you can easily do a lot of things by developing magic, it's natural not to pay attention to the tech tree.
The more I think about it, the more headache I get, I can't even save my own life, and I have to defeat those terrifying guys who have adapted to this set of rules for I don't know how many years in this unreasonable world, and become a demon king......