"Deal?"

Garcia was stunned, he was a little confused.

You've arrested me and said you want to do business with me?

Which businessman in this world would be so barbaric!

"I know what's going on in your mind, you're thinking about how to get out of trouble, how to inform the wizards in Snowy Night Castle to help you get out of the City of the Dead. ”

Yan Yumo's eyes stared at the young wizard's eyes, and the pupils of the beautiful woman made the young wizard a little flustered, and he felt that he was being seen through.

How does this woman know what's going on in my mind, and can she read minds?

"No, I didn't, God misunderstood you......" Garcia's tone was very weak, and his confidence was seriously lacking.

"I don't care what you're thinking. ”

Yan Yumo looked at Garcia calmly and said meaningfully, "Do you know why this place is called the City of the Dead?"

Garcia asked tentatively, "Because there are a lot of undead here?"

"Nonsense. Edra scolded, causing Garcia to roll his eyes, I'm not one of yours, how do I know why this city is called that.

Yan Yumo smiled and said, "Because we serve a true god, Lord Death. ”

"Death?!"

Garcia was shocked, this oracle really served a god?

It is a higher plane of legend, where the gods are omnipotent, each with a priesthood, and wielding magic and power that penetrates the heavens and the earth.

"Yes, Death. ”

Yan Yumo nodded and said, "So I don't care if you've thought about running away, or if you're worried about the revenge of the Snowy Night Castle. ”

"In my opinion, or in the eyes of Lord Death, the wizards in Snowy Night Castle can make any force on the continent of Eske fearful, but they will never make Lord Death frown. ”

"As a sorcerer, you should know how noble and powerful the gods are, and no amount of sorcerers is an ant to the gods, not enough to threaten the gods. ”

Yan Yumo said with a smile: "Your inexplicable invasion of the City of the Dead today was originally a blasphemous act, but Lord Death is very curious about you, or rather curious about your prophecy. ”

"Is God also curious about prophecy? It's just a discipline of wizards, doesn't God understand prophecy?"

Garcia was a little confused, just now this city lord was still scolding me for being a parallel product, and now the god of death is so favored by me?

And Garcia didn't understand it, the teacher once said to him that God is a high being, omnipotent and omniscient, just a prophecy, isn't God different from the principle, can't he perform prophecy?

"You should know that each god has a different priesthood, and Lord Death is not the god of fate, so he naturally does not know how to prophesy. ”

Yan Yumo said very frankly: "Of course, if you think that you can use the fact that God does not understand prophecy to deceive God, then you can only kill yourself. ”

"Lord Death is better at creating and cultivating powerful undead, just like the undead you saw today, do you think that if you anger Lord Reaper, the sea of the undead will swarm out, and Snow Night Castle will be able to resist it?"

Facing Yan Yumo's inquiry, Garcia trembled, he had learned about the horror of the undead in wizard books, and the undead's crowd tactics were terrifying tactics that swept all planes.

Killing the undead one after the other, killing the undead will make the wizards despair. Not to mention that the strength of these undead is very strong in itself, at least Garcia doesn't think that the wizards in Snowy Night Castle can resist the tactics of living in the undead sea in the city of the undead.

If this city really has a god of death, then the city of the dead is definitely more than a huge skeleton more than ten meters high, and there are even more powerful undead who have not yet been summoned.

The thought of this made Garcia even more frightened.

Yan Yumo looked at the silent Garcia, and she continued: "In the face of powerful forces, the so-called fate is an established fact, and the prophecy cannot change the ending. ”

This sentence made Garcia shudder, and he felt as if he had a deeper understanding of prophecy.

An Baichen naturally didn't know that what he casually taught Yan Yumo would make Garcia even more confused, and he continued to order: "Tell him the content of the transaction." ”

"What deal does the Divine Envoy want to make with me?"

"I want you to be a servant of death. ”

Yan Yumo said, "Serve the Grim Reaper with me, and in return, the Grim Reaper will give you the power to drive the undead." ”

"The power of the undead?"

Garcia's expression was a little hesitant, he could hear the meaning of Yan Yumo's words, this divine envoy didn't need to make any wizard potions by herself at all, she was going to sell herself to the god of death!

Of course, it is undeniable that the power of the undead is indeed very strong, and the more mysterious and new things are, the more wizards like to touch them.

"I've watched your battle outside the city today, you shouldn't be good at fighting, you rely on the knight guards in battle, right?"

"Yes, my discipline is not a combat discipline, I prefer research to combat. ”

Garcia nodded: "But every wizard must learn to fight, this is the rule of Snowy Night Castle." ”

"I can understand that living in a chaotic continent, the more advanced knowledge you have, the more you have to learn to protect yourself. ”

Yan Yumo nodded and said, "The City of the Dead and Lord Death will provide you with enough security, even if you go out to practice, you can have a large number of undead guards to follow, which is more powerful than your knight guards." ”

Garcia nodded, he really agreed with the power of the undead, after all, he had just been defeated at the hands of the undead army.

Garcia asked, "So what exactly do I need to do?"

If it's just to serve the Grim Reaper, that's too many ways, and Garcia doesn't think that sitting at home and burning a few sticks of incense and kowtowing to Lord Death is considered a service.

There is no such thing as a free lunch, especially in the face of a god like death, who is clearly not a good god. Since the explanation is a transaction, the two parties must have paid for each other.

"You need to use your prophecy to find the sacrifices that Lord Reaper needs for him, and at the same time help build the City of the Dead, and research some new ideas, such as can wizard potions be used on the undead, can you use wizard methods to improve the undead?"

Yan Yumo said with a smile: "Actually, you are very similar to Lord Death, Lord Death also likes to study new things, maybe you will please Lord Death." ”

"What contract do I need to sign, or what curse do I need to be given?"

Garcia paused, and looked at Yan Yumo with some hesitation and tentativeness.

In the wizard community, in order to restrain disobedient wizard servants, wizards will use some means to restrain each other, forcing each other to obey their orders without harming themselves.

Previously, Garcia could automatically ask for his technology to be provided to the City of the Dead in order to save his life, but he only thought about offering to sell his knowledge to protect his life for a short time.

But if you want to become a servant of death, this ghost knows how long it will be, and whether it will be trapped and bound by some curse issued by God.

Garcia doesn't want to lose his freedom if he can.

"No, I don't. ”

Yan Yumo took out a piece of parchment from her arms and handed it to Garcia: "This is just a medium to contact Lord Death, and it has no binding force on you. It's a deal that you can turn down even if you don't want to. ”

Looking at Yan Yumo, who had a calm expression and even a hint of disdain, Garcia was confused: "Lord God, aren't you afraid that I will run away?"

It was the first time he had seen such a person, should he say that she was open-minded, or should he say that she had no fear?

If you catch yourself, you have to make a deal with yourself, even if you don't make a deal, it doesn't matter, you can leave if you want.

"Why should I be afraid?"

Yan Yumo said calmly: "Lord Death doesn't care about the Snow Night Castle, killing all the wizards only needs a larger number of undead legions. ”

"Even if you take it and leave the City of the Dead and return to the Castle of the Snowy Night, even if you go to the Castle of the Snowy Night to find your teacher and take the wizards to attack the City of the Dead, as long as you are not afraid of death. ”

Facing the parchment handed over by Yan Yumo, Garcia hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded in agreement: "Okay, I agreed." ”

Garcia was moved by Yan Yumo's words.

The main thing is that this woman repeatedly hints in her words that "there is a god behind me", "God is very powerful", "God doesn't care about you Snow Night Castle at all", "I don't need to give you any curses and contracts to bind you", "God is a cow" and other thoughts and messages.

The more Yan Yumo has such a careless attitude, the more unsure Garcia is of the City of the Dead, if everything is really like what the divine envoy said, then Garcia would not dare to contact the Snow Night Castle, he would not dare to bring the danger to the Snow Night Castle.

In a word, there is a big guy behind her, a big guy that Snowy Night Castle can't mess with.

"Clever decision. ”

Yan Yumo smiled: "Drip your blood on the parchment, and you will be able to communicate with Lord Death." ”

In fact, the so-called deal requires Garcia to be loyal to the City of the Dead, but it is better to say that it is a deal, giving the young wizard a face, saving too much stimulation and making people prefer to die rather than give in.

"It's the city lord's bedroom, you can use it for the time being, contact Lord Death. ”

Yan Yumo pointed to the inside of the hall of the City Lord's Mansion, and Garcia nodded: "Okay." ”

With that, he took the parchment and walked towards the bedroom, he wanted to see if there really was a god.

Every wizard has a strong curiosity and thirst for knowledge, and it is because of this personality that they are able to master more advanced knowledge and magical skills.

Edra watched Garcia leave here, and couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that we have another companion." ”

"It's all an order from Lord Death. ”

After Yan Yumo finished speaking, Edra asked curiously, "If this wizard finally refuses the deal, will you really let him go?"

Yan Yumo smiled and nodded, "Of course I'll let him go." ”

I'm willing to let him go, but Lord Death doesn't.

If Garcia really didn't want to work for Amberson, then he couldn't leave the City of the Dead and would eventually die here.

A wizard who attacked the City of the Dead, paid no price, and then left the City of the Dead in a good way?

I'm sorry, but Ann Baichen doesn't think he's so generous.

If Garcia finally agrees to the deal and is willing to accept the power of the undead and work for himself, then Amberson intends to use Garcia's line to learn more about Snowy Night Castle.

"I've heard that wizards are very rich, and their pockets are full of secret stones and fantasy items. ”

An Baichen sat on the sofa and pondered: "I can consider expanding the business of summoning the undead to the Snowy Night Castle, so that the majority of wizards know the benefits of the undead, and in the future, wizards will not take the knight guard when they go out, and this is the most correct way to have a necromancer guard." ”

"Of course, the premise now is to settle this young wizard. ”

An Baichen thought that if the next contact went well, he felt that he needed to create a ghost guard for the young wizard in the name of summoning the undead.

Watch him in the name of protection until Amberson's City of the Dead is truly powerful enough not to fear the Castle of Snowy Nights, rather than relying on trickery to fool the young wizard.

An Baichen remembered that he had seen in the Lich's experimental notes the relevant methods of the Grim Reaper to control the servants, and the owner of the Lich's Notes was controlled by such means in the first place, unable to betray and harm the Grim Reaper.

With the increase in the number of undead summoners, An Baichen felt that he urgently needed such a means to control the undead summoners under his hands.

However, An Baichen never found the relevant fantasy items, and he guessed that the level of the undead world was not enough, and he could not use the control means of the undead breath or create related control items.

An Baichen sighed: "It seems that I should hurry up and upgrade the undead world to see if I can create a means that can closely control the undead summoner." ”