"We have the undead at our feet!" Stilwell was shocked, and then sternly reproached the cold man in a deep voice, "Why didn't you tell me earlier...... It's your job to help me avoid these damned undead. Marcus, I warn you, you're going to kill us all here. ”

Marcus's tone didn't fluctuate, and he said to himself: "That woman is not a necromancer, the secret should be in that kettle."

Even if it's me...... There is also no guarantee that we will not be allowed to approach the undead every time. And she can easily keep the undead away, even when we step on them, they don't move.

I've been patrolling around our camp for the past few nights.

Do you know what I found? ”

"What?" Stilwell kept an eye on the sand below, lest an undead suddenly emerge from below.

Marcus's tone began to change to excitement: "It wasn't until I was 500 meters away from the camp that I noticed an undead hovering. Within this range, even if there are undead buried under the sand, there is no movement at all...... Without the slightest bit of resistance.

This is something that no necromancer I know can do. The undead are a very difficult species to control, and the more powerful the undead, the more difficult it is to control, but the contents of that woman's kettle can indiscriminately suppress the undead, which is something that all necromancers dream of. ”

Hearing Marcus' greed, Stilwell immediately persuaded, "Marcus, I warn you, mercenaries have mercenary rules...... Not a grain of sand can fit into our pocket if it is not ours during the period of employment.

This is about the survival of our brothers in the future.

Since you said Miss Jessica wasn't a necromancer, then what she had in her kettle had nothing to do with us...... Let her continue to exorcise the undead, it is not easy to find a job that does not have to work with money, and everyone can go back safely this time. ”

Stilwell's words didn't dispel Marcus' peeping at the kettle, and he muttered, "You don't know, you don't know what it means to a necromancer......

Every time she used that thing to exorcise the undead, my heart hurt...... If that thing is in my hands, I can control an army of necromancy.

I can uncover the secrets of the necromancy and break the boundaries between the living and the undead...... Gain eternal life.

Stilwell, do you want eternal life?

If you want to ...... Just help me grab the contents of the kettle. ”

"I don't want to!" Stilwell said firmly, he grabbed Marcus by the collar and pulled it in front of him, threatening: "Miss Jessica is a 10th-order magister, Sir Charles is a famous adventurer, and he is definitely a strong man...... In conflict with them, we may all die here.

And I'm not interested in being like you, listen to your voice...... I doubt you're still a man.

Marcus...... I'm warning you!

The honor of a mercenary is the life of a mercenary, and you dare to do it against Miss Jessica...... I'll blow your head first. ”

Marcus, who had already been lifted from the camel's back by Stilwell, raised his hand in surrender and pleaded, "No, no, no...... Forgive me, Stilwell, I'm just a little out of shape.

I promise I won't get you in trouble.

You have protected me for so many years, and I will never betray you and our mercenary group. ”

Stilwell let go of Marcus, and since they were at the end of the line, they deliberately kept their voices low, and the others were unaware of the clash between them.

Marcus seemed to shrink back on the camel's back in fear, and Stilwell gave the timid necromancer a contemptuous look and drove the camel forward.

At this time, a black beetle landed on Stilwell's back and found a gap in his clothes and burrowed into it.

The expedition team continues to sneak...... Jessica didn't know that a crisis was coming.

Sir Charles remained focused on observing the desert terrain, taking pictures from time to time and taking out his notebook from time to time to jot down his findings. It's just that no one saw a faint shadow attached to the pinna of his ear, and the shadow whispered in his ear like a little devil.

Throughout the day, the expedition was heading north. According to Sir Charles's itinerary, they will first reach the Tossan Railway, and then the Frominque Empire's military airships will drop them a supply at that time. After receiving supplies, the expedition continued its exploration southeast until it entered the province of Marcellus, ending the expedition across the desert.

With limited conditions and limited manpower, exploring the desert of death will be a long process. In order to uncover the secrets of Jessica, Sir Charles devised a plan for twenty expeditions deep into the Desert of Death. He set the resting place in the city of Saroyan, which was convenient for information and supplies, and was facilitated by the Flominck Empire.

It's just that the first expedition isn't over yet, and he and Jessica will have to face a crisis.

After dark, the expedition camped at the top of a large sand dune, which had a good view and could spot the undead early if they approached, and then decide whether to destroy the undead or flee.

When the campfire was lit, the camels were driven into a circle around the perimeter of the camp, and the mercenaries took out the holy water and sprayed them one by one. At night in the Death Desert, the rise of dead air can seriously endanger the health of living beings. The Holy Water provided by the Holy See of the Supreme Kindness has a weak effect of dispelling negative states, although it cannot drive away the dead spirits, but it can keep the living beings from the effects of death for a period of time.

The camels were properly arranged, and the mercenaries also sprinkled some holy water on each other. After sending out the night guards, everyone gathered around the fire to eat something and prepare for rest.

At this time, a light drizzle fell from the sky. The slightly moist air is inhaled and feels very comfortable...... The mercenaries began to congratulate that their employer was a magister, and that this massive rain magic was a magic wand at Jessica's fingertips.

So that their trip to the desert is not as arduous as it used to be.

Although there are several mercenaries with magical power in the mercenary group, their magic power is all induced by using low-level magical potential, combined with some local methods to stimulate it. There is no way to compare the conditions with a regular magic academy, and the magic power can only allow them to use some combat skills, or trigger the enchanted spells in the low-level alchemy musket.

The alchemy musket brought the difference in strength between ordinary people and high-level magicians closer, even if Jessica was a 10th-order mage, there was no way to deal with the attacks of more than twenty rifles at close range.