"Didn't you say that a few days in the sun would solve the problem?" Richard frowned.

"That's a mild level of undead pollution. Vera looked at him blankly and said melancholy, "But with so many undead dying today, their own soul fire and magic power spread around, which will cause many times more serious consequences. ”

"What if, I mean what if. If you leave it alone, what will happen in the end?" asked the lord.

"Because all life is suppressed, even the toughest weeds can't grow, and of course other crops will go extinct. Vera continued without pause, "In addition, the inhabitants of the neighborhood will be susceptible to disease, and will become weaker day by day, and will hardly be able to give birth to children. If it continues to develop, it may even form a buried ground. ”

"What is a bone ground. Gunther asked indistinctly, nibbling on a frozen pear.

"That is to say, this land has been completely eroded by the magic of the undead, and the vitality has been completely extinguished. It only takes a while to bury a skeleton that transforms itself into the lowest skeleton. ”

Vera finished speaking, and the frozen pear in Gunther's hand fell onto the table. Suddenly, there was silence all around, and the laughter and laughter came to an abrupt end.

The tip of Anne's pen paused, and a cloud of black ink gradually spilled out on the paper. She looked up at Vera's wide-eyed gaze of disbelief.

"Why did we face such a difficult situation when we were victorious?"

"Otherwise, how can the undead be called the enemy of the living? ”

"Don't sell it, just say what to do!" Richard would never allow the home he had built with his own hands to become what it was described to be.

This land is and will be a paradise for the people of Alpine Fort, where there will be birds singing and flowers, urchins running around, and boating on the river. There will be different scenery in spring, summer, autumn and winter, but they are all equally beautiful and intoxicating.

And it's not a cold, dead burial ground. For this, at all costs!

"This is not something that my little Prayer Sister can solve, it requires at least a priest at the level of Grace to perform spells to soothe the souls of the dead. Vera sighed in embarrassment, "Richard, I know you've always had a prejudice against the church, but I'm afraid I can't avoid it this time." ”

Richard closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows, he didn't say anything for a long time, and he felt very weak for a while.

Vera was right, he really didn't want to have much to do with religion, even if it was a relatively mild type like the Church of Light.

On the one hand, his experience of growing up under the red flag determines that it is impossible to have a good impression of the ethereal gods. On the other hand, as a lord, he instinctively repels the appearance of a second hill in the territory.

Once you open your mouth to ask for divine assistance, it is difficult to take a firm position to refuse further contact. After all, the prestige and status are getting higher and higher, and you can no longer act completely recklessly as before, lest you ruin your reputation and become a loner.

But if you don't open your mouth to ask for help, the current problem of undead pollution is really difficult to solve.

There is a specialization in the art industry - if there is a super demonic beast that the Holy Light Church can't deal with, the lord of Alpine Fort may be able to try it with his own sword, but when it comes to the problem of undead, there will be no one in the entire continent who is more professional than those god sticks.

Seeing that his lord was entangled, no one dared to speak at will.

"That ......," Carlo stood up against Vera's contemptuous gaze, "I should be able to solve this problem." ”

"Heresy!" the little nun didn't even bother to look at him with straight eyes, and there was an awe-inspiring and inviolable bearing on her delicate face, "Although you also have the level equivalent of Ling En, but evil magic is evil magic, how can you generalize with the right path!"

Richard couldn't help but feel a little amused.

Although Vera has always tried her best to show her disdain for the Darkest Source Light Sect, she obviously attaches great importance to it in her heart, otherwise she would not be clear about others. Invisibly, it is very much in line with the essence of "strategically contemptuous of the enemy and tactical attention to the enemy."

Carlos does have a Lingen-level divine cultivation level, which is equivalent to a high-level mage or high-level swordsman. At his age, such a proud achievement cannot be summed up simply by a "genius". It was unbelievable that the Dark Source Light Sect, which was so shivering that even beggars were inferior, could cultivate such a high-end talent, it was really a golden phoenix flying out of a grass chicken nest.

But his route is very non-mainstream, with dual cultivation of martial arts and divine arts, and all of them are offensive divine arts. In addition, he can't even use the basic Holy Light Technique, and it is impossible to master such advanced methods as soothing the souls of the dead and purifying evil spirits.

As for his uncle and aunt, although they are also clergy, their rank is not stronger than Vera, and they can't be counted on the same.

Moreover, Richard could feel that the divine power of the Darkest Source Light was obviously different from that of the Holy Light Church, and there was still a question mark over how much of a role it could play for the undead.

Carlos, a poor young man who has lived in the wilderness for a long time, has seen the strength and wealth of a little mountain fort, and his confidence is very insufficient. Vera drank it, and was embarrassed to say more.

"Don't even interrupt, let him speak. The lord slapped the board, and the little nun could only pout aggrievedly and turn her head.

"The secret treasure of our church is called the Obelisk of Audai, which can freely mobilize the magic of the undead, and should solve the problem. Carlos paused, then continued, "Hidden in the basement of our former stronghold. ”

"As soon as you hear it, you will know that it is a filthy thing, and it should be purified immediately!"

"I really want to purify you first. Richard rolled his eyes and reached out to scratch a finger on Vera's cheek, "It's really boring for a dead thing to be divided into good and evil - even if the maker has evil intentions in the first place, as long as we use it in a good direction, it can benefit the world, so why should it be considered filthy." ”

After all, Vera has lived in a convent since she was a child, and where has she heard such rebellious remarks, she was even thoughtful for a while.

Richard pointed to the large military map hanging on the wall and said to Carlos, "Go and mark the location, and let the air cavalry run overnight to retrieve it." ”

"My lord, I'm afraid the air cavalry will not be able to bear it. The Obelisk of Ao Dai is four blades long and weighs three tons. ”

At first, Richard wanted to laugh at this thing for knowing what a space ring is, but when he heard that the four-bladed long was suddenly silent. The ring storage space is only two edges in length, width and height, and it really can't be let go.

"Higuain should take the Wyvern Cavalry on a run, and it should be no problem to go and hang a few more people together. ”

"Yes, sir. The young dragon knight bowed slightly, got up from the stool, and said go.

He felt that his battlefield debut with the Wyvern Dracons was okay, at least he wasn't laughed at. The hidden worries in my heart subsided slightly, and my whole body was immediately full of energy.

"That's it for now, if not, then contact the Holy Light Church for help. ”