Chapter 022: Crying Ghosts

Jaceline has been hunted down by the Demon Clan for a long time and has a wealth of experience in counter-tracking. She had long noticed that there were many pairs of eyes staring at her in the dark.

Not long after leaving the Montranvar Demon Domain, she fled directly. None of Isidor and the Ape Demon Law Enforcement Team were good at earth magic, and they soon discovered that they had lost people!

After a few moments, Jacelyn confirmed that no one was following her and returned to the surface. The environment on the ground will make Jacelyn feel more comfortable.

But it wasn't long before Jacelyn heard a rapid vibration, and she looked around with her astonishment, and saw several short figures emerging from the ground.

Jaceline is only 12 years old, and her figure is petite, but the people in front of her look like adults, but they are half a head shorter than Jaceline.

Dwarves?4...... Dwarfs?

The four dwarves were also stunned when they saw Jaceline, and then said nervously: "Little girl, run quickly, something terrible is chasing us." ”

Jacelyn nodded, signaling that she knew, but instead of fleeing, she continued to run at her normal speed in the direction of the city of Gehras.

The four dwarves had already left, but they were back at this point. Surrounded by Jaceline, with his back to Jaceline, it seemed that he had protected her.

One of the dwarves gritted his teeth and said with some arrogance: "We brought things in, and we can't let an innocent person suffer." If we want to touch you, at the very least, we'll have to get that thing past us first. ”

Seem...... How many warm-hearted people did you meet? Where do ordinary people take care to alert passers-by when they are running for their lives?

But they not only reminded Jaceline, but saw that Jaceline didn't care, didn't seem to believe what they said, and went back to protect her, which Jaceline was very surprised.

She decided to help them too.

In fact, she had just sensed what they were talking about terrible, but that thing did not pose a threat to her.

Showing a certain curiosity, she asked a few dwarves, "What is that terrible thing?"

The dwarves in front of Jaceline touched the cold sweat on their foreheads and replied, "It's a weeping ghost, the little girl may not believe that there are such things in the world." It has no substance, we can't even see it. But as soon as it comes into contact with it, the mood will become grief-stricken, ranging from depression for a few days to self-harm. ”

Confirming that it was a ghost, Jaceline's eyes showed a hint of excitement. In this world, the souls of intelligent races often enter the spirit world after death, and most of those who still linger on this planet are those who have strong obsessions before death, or are cursed by extremely powerful sorcerers.

Ordinary people can't see ghosts, and can only judge their location by the temperature near them, which is usually very low.

But Jacelyn is a necromancer, not only can she see ghosts, but she can also detain them for her own use if she wants to.

But Jaceline uses necromancy and has her own principles: she only wants to kill her enemies but are killed by herself, or the most heinous people.

She had a good impression of the dwarves and decided to help them get rid of the weeping ghost.

In a few moments, the weeping ghost was already in Jaceline's sight, and she performed necromancy.

A black mist appeared around Jaceline, and the weeping ghost seemed to be shackled and fixed there, unable to move forward or backward no matter how twisted and struggling its body was.

Although the four dwarves didn't know exactly what was happening, they felt the oncoming cold air and saw the black mist around Jaceline, so they could almost guess that the inconspicuous little Terran girl in front of them had already controlled the crying ghost.

With a look of hope in their eyes, they said to Jaceline: "Your Excellency, this weeping ghost has acted recklessly and killed several of my people. Your Excellency will eradicate this evil thing today, and he will be a guest in our dwarf clan Lotta City in the future, and he will be greatly grateful!"

When Jacelyn showed her strength, they naturally didn't think that the person in front of them was just a teenage Terran girl. So I changed to an honorific title.

But Jaceline didn't take the next step, detaining the weeping ghost to become her own ghost puppet, although ghost puppets are very rare, and can even be said to be unattainable. But she couldn't judge this ghost as vicious based on the words of one person.

She said to the ghost, "I will not limit you, whatever enmity you have with them, please spare them." Also, don't hurt anyone, if I let me know where the number of suicides and depression suddenly surges, I will find you and let your soul fly away......"

The weeping ghost was now free. It said hatefully, "Little ghost, you'd better detain me......

"......" Jaceline was speechless.

The weeping ghost suddenly gritted his teeth and said in a loud voice: "The dwarves, the magic tools they cast are ingenious, and each dwarven clan regards their works as treasures. Stealing someone else's crafted magic tools is the scum of my dwarf clan, and it is an unforgivable sin to be committed!"

It seems that this weeping ghost was also a dwarf when he was alive.

"So they stole the magic tools you made during your lifetime and lied that they made them?" asked Jacelyn.

"The weeping ghost is the best at shaking his tongue and telling words, so don't let it fool you. A dwarf preemptively spoke to Jaceline.

They couldn't hear what the weeping ghost said, but they could roughly infer it from Jaceline's reply.

"No!" the weeping ghost was already trembling, the memory of the past evoking anger that went deep into its bones.

"I am a craftsman of the dwarven Hollins City, and I went to Lotta City to exchange and learn the art of magic tool making. It was Rodney and Atwood who hosted me. I had a very pleasant conversation with the two of them.

One day, I made an appointment with the two of them to have afternoon tea together, but Rodney came in a panic, saying that the B+ grade magic equipment that Atwood had spent three years of hard work forging had been robbed!

I was furious, and followed them in pursuit of the shameless robbers!

Hmph, what a coincidence, I caught up with the group in a secluded alley.

There were seven of them, and the man at the head squeezed out a fierce look and tried to scare me away.

Seeing that I was not timid, a group of people surrounded me and prepared to make a move.

In a fierce battle, I finally helped Atwood retrieve the magic equipment. But I was also scarred, dizzy and nauseous.

Fortunately, Atwood and Rodney arrived in time. I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart that I was finally saved.

Unexpectedly, Atwood insisted that it was me, and robbed him of his magic equipment! And that gang of robbers turned out to be the heroes who stopped me!

The crowd of onlookers also said in unison, saying that the facts were as Atwood said. One to ten, ten to hundred.

I'm one of the most promising craftsmen in Hollins, but I've been called a thief!

The A-level magic equipment and a B+-level magic tool that I brought to the exchange, which took me seven years of energy, were also detained by Lotta City. Hollins City is ashamed of me, and naturally he won't think about getting that magic tool back.

This news spread quickly, and there was no place for me in the nine dungeons of the dwarf race.

I came to Lotta with the greatest kindness, but the dwarves of the whole city complied and ruined my reputation!

My heart is grudging, and my soul cannot enter the spiritual realm.

So I wandered around Lotta, and I had killed five of the seven men who surrounded me in the alley.

There are two people left, as well as the culprits Atwood and Rodney, standing right next to you!

I have long been polluted by hatred, if you detain me, my soul will die, and evil will be rewarded, and I will not be wronged.

What is hateful is them, they have done all their dirty things, but they have gained both fame and fortune! I will not turn a blind eye!

Your Excellency, what would I do if you were me?"

"I will get my revenge. ”

"Then I voluntarily became your ghost puppet, can you help me take revenge?"

Jacelyn was indignant, but she said in a lukewarm tone, "No." ”

The weeping ghost was stunned for a moment, and slowly asked, "Why?"

"I can't tell if you're singing for yourself and only picking up good ones. ”

"If you don't believe me, why don't you talk nonsense to me and detain me!"

Jaceline's eyes showed a slight cold light, and she looked at the ghost with a scrutinizing attitude, and said slowly: "As a ghost, you didn't run away when you saw the necromancer, and you were so anxious for me to detain you." Isn't it that you want to take advantage of the moment when the witchcraft of the gods is activated and my soul body is in an unstable state, devour my soul and reincarnate through my body?"