"Well, then, let's get to know you, you two—" Scientak waved his hand and introduced matter-of-factly:

"The young wizard's name is Ning, and this one—" He gestured again, slacking listlessly at the snake on my table

"You can call him 'Sephant'......"

“Αγ?piμp?ν”

The little snake named Sephant spat out a letter and said something that Ning An didn't understand, and Sandak seemed a little upset, and he slapped the table with his hand, making a "bang" sound.

"Hey, Sephant, be nice, I think you're going to have to spend some time with this 'friend'." The snake twisted its head, looked Ning An up and down, and then lay down again and didn't speak.

"What do you mean by spending some time together?"

Ning An didn't understand what Séphant said, but he could understand the language of Saintak, and it sounded like this guy hiding under the cloak wanted to arrange for him to stay with the snake? And there was also the strange stone statue of the woman on the table, Ning An always felt as if she was staring at herself.

"It's going to be part of our deal, Ning—" Sandak began to explain to Ning'an:

"You want to resurrect that girl, don't you?"

Ning An nodded, this is not a secret.

"Believe me, resurrecting a dead person is never that easy, I mean the kind of person who has actually died-"

The voice coming from under the hood no longer had the joy it had before, but it had a businesslike taste.

"If it were that easy, I wouldn't have to stay here that long—"

Sandak leaned over, took his right hand off the table, and stretched out the fingers of his left hand, which were equally thin as matchsticks, and the fingers of the bones were struck lightly, and he seemed to be very fond of making small movements when he spoke.

"So before we resurrect, why don't we make a deal first?"

"Please—"

Ning An stood in place, staring at Sciendak hiding under the dark hood without blinking, and replied lightly.

"That girl's soul - if you do something for me, I'll give you this girl's soul, how about it?"

For the first time, his tone was so solemn and full of sincerity, without the slightest hint of demagogy, as if he completely revealed his body and mind, and sincerely wanted to reach such a "deal" with Ning An.

Ning An considered the possibility of forcibly taking away the ice coffin containing Calidora's soul, and finally came to the conclusion that it was very small.

He didn't know the strength of Shendak, strange things appeared one after another in this "Hades Fortress", he didn't even know if he could see it when he turned back into a raven now, flying in the direction he was coming and going, and no one could guarantee that it would always float somewhere.

It seems that the only way to accept the "deal" that TSandak is talking about is the best choice at the moment, not to mention the question of resurrection, and perhaps to get the help of the other party.

"What's the deal? Why don't you tell us about it? ”

"I'm guessing you'll be interested." Sandak twisted his chair, straightened him up, and pulled closer to his desk, as if that would make the conversation between him and Ning An clearer.

"I want you to come back to the world and help bring Sherphine and—" He said as he picked up the stone statue of the woman on the table, and continued:

"The stone-turned witch resurrects—"

"Resurrection?" The expression on Ning An's face was full of doubts, he didn't know any way to bring the dead back to life.

As if he had seen through Ning An's doubts, Sandak hurriedly explained, what he said today was probably the most in hundreds of years.

"Of course it's not that kind of resurrection in the broadest sense, like that little girl in your hand—"

"I mean—" He propped both of his arms on the table and said earnestly to Ning An word by word, "I mean the two of them are not the kind of dead who have died, look, you are also a wizard, aren't you?" ——”

Scientak pointed to the listless snake named Sephant, which Ning An guessed was undoubtedly a pseudonym.

"Mr. Sephant was also a great wizard when he was alive, and he tried to split his soul in order to live forever - sounds creative, doesn't it?"

Sephant opened his yellow snake pupils and glanced at him dissatisfiedly, but he didn't say anything, Ning An really didn't want to listen to him, because Gai's hoarse voice was like scratching someone's heart with his claws, which made him a little unbearable.

"But I think there was a little accident with this spell, but this lucky guy wasn't completely dead, he became something more miserable than a ghost, half-dead, and came here after a long time wandering—"

TSandak stopped abruptly at this point, and pointed to the stone statue in the form of a woman

"As for this lady - she used to be a very powerful witch, but many, many things happened, and she finally chose to turn herself to stone to avoid death, but that didn't help, right? Life will still pass—"

He didn't seem to intend to introduce too much to the two of them, clasped his hands together, completely faced Ning An with his head, and said to him:

"In short, they, like this Hellcastle, are things caught between life and death, so with a little means, they can still be resurrected."

"What about after resurrecting them?" Ning An was skeptical of this Sandak's words, but he still chose to continue listening.

"Ah, then we might be able to try to bring the dead back to life? - After all, you need a few helpers, and I'm pretty sure the two of them can be of great help, and they can't leave everything to you alone, don't you say? ”

Sandak's tone was quite playful, and Ning An could be sure that the pair of eyes hidden under the hood at this moment, which were strange, mysterious, and even as skinny as his exposed hands, and were deeply sunken, must be staring at him without blinking.

"Understood." Ning An said coldly, he had no other choice but to nod his head to accept the deal.

"Aha!"

Sandak clapped his hands, and when the two wizened palms were clapped together, it was really worrying that the palms would shatter.

"Looks like we're on a consensus - we're companions, right?" He didn't wait for Ning An to answer, and continued:

"Don't worry, you've got a whole year to stay here, I think you'll need to learn something new, and it will be very helpful for you to help revive Sephant—"

"One Year ——?" Ning An shouted.

"If I could, I'd like you to study here for ten years, but the Resurrection Stone probably won't last that long."

Sandak's attitude of taking it for granted made Ning An even more confused.

"Wait, wait—what do you mean by a year, and why does the Resurrection Stone allow me to stay here for a year?"

"Oh, look at me, I forgot you didn't know about it, indeed, there are very few people in the world who know about the Resurrection Stone—"

TSandak patted his head, then giggled as if there was a thunderbolt in the sky, and he explained to Ning An:

"You know what a resurrection stone is, right?"

Ning An looked down at the black stone that he was pinching in his hand, speaking of which, he really didn't know what this thing was, and the use he knew was limited to the story in the collection of stories of the poet Pidou who didn't know whether it was true or not.

Fortunately, Scientak is not a person who has to wait for someone to answer before continuing, he has his own rhythm of conversation, and when he wants to tell you, no matter how you answer, he will continue to say what he thinks.

"He was originally created to resurrect the dead—" he recounted, hidden under his cloak:

"But it wasn't an easy task, the stone couldn't do such a complex task, so it was abandoned by its creator."

"But it can still take me across the Veil—" Ning An muttered under his breath, not thinking the stone was as useless as Scientak had said.

"Because the Resurrection Stone was originally created to resurrect the living, something that is deeply hated by the world of the living, this stone is cursed - anyone who wants to use it to bring the dead back to life will be cursed and will eventually die in agony."

Thunderarch gushed as if he had witnessed the curse of the Resurrection Stone

"And the world of the dead doesn't welcome this stone either, you know, it's like a magic prop that was thrown in the cracks of birth, the living curse him, and so does the dead—"

Ning An didn't say a word, he listened quietly, he always hoped to distinguish from Scientak's words which were true and which were false, which could be believed, and which were deliberately misled to him, which couldn't help but he didn't listen carefully.

"So——? That's why I'm going to be here for a year? ”

"To be exact, it's only one year, because the resurrection stone will be repulsed from this world, and its power can only protect you as a living person, as a living person, for a year here, beyond this time, you will be forced to 'bounce' out with that stone."

Ning An sorted out his thoughts and said slowly, "So, I'm going to stay here for a year—and then take this snake and the statue with me—"

"It's Mr. Sephant—" Sunny reminded, "by the way, that statue of Miss Anagram."

"Alright, Mr. Sephant—I mean, I'm going to take Mr. Séphant and ...... Miss Ana, return to the world of the living and resurrect them, you can exchange them for Calidora's soul, right? ”

"That's right—" Sandak clapped his hands again, as if praising Ning An

"Of course, we can continue to work together after that, and I know you'd love to resurrect that one, Miss Carly, too, right? We have a common goal, and perhaps we can continue to work together – young wizards. ”

"How do we ensure that the deal is executed?" Ning An still had doubts, and he had to ask about Calidora's soul.

Sandak immediately understood what Ning An wanted to say, he waved his terrifying palm very generously, and then said:

"You can hold that ice coffin, it protects the soul well, and as for our deal, I think all we need is a magic that will keep your promise—"

As he spoke, Shendak slowly stretched out a long, bone-like finger

"I know a lot of spells that work very well in this regard—are you willing to take them?"

Ning An remembered the unbreakable spell, the spell that Scientak said to be able to ensure that he kept his promise was probably a similar magic, but given the unknown age of the other party, it might be some kind of very old spell.

But as long as he can get Calidora's soul, what can Ning An not agree to, this is also a good deal in his opinion.

"Good"

Faintly spitting out a word, he almost immediately agreed to Scientak's request, and even the "Sephant" lying on the table opened one eye slightly, glanced at Ning An, and then closed it again.

"Whew-" Sunny Dak's laughter was like a low aria from an opera, and his cloak shook twice from the laughter, and then he pointed his finger that had just stretched out towards Ning An.

A white light shot directly on Ning An's forehead, and at the same time, it seemed that a voice came from the dark to question Ning An:

"Are you willing to keep your agreement?"

"Willing-"

Ning An only felt that the surroundings had become a white expanse, the castle was gone, the candlesticks were gone, Sandak, Sephant, and the stone statue called Ana were all gone, and only the pure white that could not be seen was left between heaven and earth.

"The oath is established—" A hazy voice came from afar, and when Ning An wanted to think carefully about whether it was a man's voice or a woman, he had forgotten it in the blink of an eye.

Everything seemed to be a momentary hallucination, and when he opened his eyes, he was still standing there, the waves outside the castle were raging, the candlesticks inside were still sneezing, and the desk, snake, and stone statue had not changed.

Sandak nestled up in his chair and said to Ning An in a pleasant tone again:

"And so, the oath between us was made."

As he spoke, a bronze key suddenly appeared in his palm, rusty and looked like it had been a long time.

"This is the key to the study, where I think there will be something you need to learn, and in the next year, you can browse my collection to your heart's content, and don't let us down—Mr. Ning."

Sandak's tone of admonition was almost like that of a mother who was worried about her child going on a long trip, which showed how important this matter was to him.

Ning An doubted in his heart, maybe the people who came here before didn't complete the agreement with Scinecker because of their lack of ability, right? Or maybe he didn't make a vow at all.

But in any case, it was not a bad thing to gain more magical knowledge, and he had read all of Voldemort's previous magic notes, and now it seemed that he finally had the opportunity to get in touch with more mysterious and time-honored magic.

Judging from the age revealed in Sondack's words, the magic he collected must have a lot of ancient magic with a long history, among which the spell about the resurrection of the dead was the most important thing Ning An wanted to know.

A candlestick jumped to take him out of the study and into the room where he would live for the next year, and Ning An silently followed, holding the small ice coffin in his hand.

"Carly—soon, soon—wait a little longer and I'll resurrect you—wait a little longer—wait a little longer—"