The weather was gloomy, and even the mood became a lot lower.

Kamiyu has been praying since early in the morning that it will not rain today.

They are not far from Morag now.

The city of the Pit, known as the plague cage, is considered a cursed place, and in addition to the regular team of prisoners escorted every quarter, only a few daring traders will come to trade some groceries with Morag's higher-ups.

So the road from the previous city to Morag is full of rough trails and there are no decent roads.

When it rains, the trails turn into muddy roads that don't look like ponds.

Unfortunately, his prayer did not take effect, and before noon, a light rain began to fall from the sky.

"How long are we going to go?"

Kamiyu turned on the rain magic on his robe, dusted off the rain from his head, and asked Francon, who was walking in front, depressedly.

"It's coming, but we're going somewhere else now."

Although the students and professors of Adric College have long been accustomed to Franken's abnormal appearance, in order not to cause unnecessary magic outside, Franken still replaced his dazzling white coat with the same style of magic robe as Kamiyu and them, and even the screw on his head to adjust his tone was removed and stored away, while using a dark blue cowboy hat to hide the threaded holes in his hair and temples.

It is precisely because of this that Franken's tone now sounds unvolatile, which makes people feel furious.

"Damn thorn grass. Damn it, the ...... of the Tooth Orchids," Tannis, who was the worst in the group, gasped and cursed the weeds that made it harder for him to move, and asked in a moment, "Professor, aren't you trying to lift the plague curse from the plague cage?" So it's better to go straight to Morag, right? ”

Along the way, Franken also chose something from his past experiences that could be revealed and told them.

Franken didn't answer him directly, but walked quickly into the bushes on the side of the road.

A few little guys glanced at each other, and the most helpless followed in.

Then they saw a cemetery.

Or rather, once a cemetery.

At this time, the ground of the cemetery was overgrown with weeds, and the graves inside had long since fallen into disrepair and looked dilapidated, and some bones that were probably dug out by animals were everywhere, accompanied by sparse light rain. It accentuates the bleak feeling.

Francony read the words on the tombstone. Slowly walking between the two rows of graves.

Because it was the first time they had seen such a desolate tomb, even Ridder Kamiyu couldn't help but feel furious in their hearts, not to mention Dorothy - now the girl was hiding behind Kamiyu, tugging at the corner of Kamiyu's clothes. Trembling forward with his eyes closed.

Soon. Franconia stopped in front of a tombstone with a missing corner.

Riddle, who was following him, dared to look at it. The tombstone was engraved with something sharp in the middle of nowhere: 'Spice Master Agaer? Lomiwe rests here, and no one can disturb her eternal sleep—Frankenstein, who loves her.

The child's crooked Hughmen language on the tombstone is no match for the epitaphs on the graves on both sides, although the paint has fallen off, but is still beautiful.

But is it like Franconia has seen some rare treasure? With his left hand, he took off his cowboy hat and placed it on his chest, while constantly stroking the words over and over again with his bony right hand.

"I used to go back here before Morag was sunk into the ground to see my wife and children. But what I saw was a simple funeral for Igal......"

After a while, Franconia said slowly, "I waited until everyone had left, and I came here to erect a tombstone for Ageal." At that time, in order to solve the source of the plague, I studied a lot of necromantic magic, and even came up with the idea of resurrecting Egal in the form of an undead spirit more than once. ”

The uninhibited sound and surroundings bring out the atmosphere of the story vividly, and the little ones can't help but wait for Franconian to continue.

"At last, I suppressed that thought. The undead are not complete beings. They are bound by various factors, unable to be at peace, unable to sleep peacefully, and experience the pain of their will forged in the fire of their souls day after day. Franconia looked at his hand as if he were explaining something: "I can't make Igal like that for my own sake." It is more gratifying for me to let her return to the arms of Mother Earth without any concern than to become that ugly being. ”

"Professor......" Kamiyu, who seemed to understand but didn't understand, found for the first time that the back of the professor, who was so afraid of him, was actually so thin.

It's like a shriveled old man who has exhausted his life's hard work and put all his dreams and hopes out, leaving only an empty shell.

His throat was a little dry, and he didn't know what to say. The other little ones are pretty much the same.

"Who are you! What are you doing here? ”

Suddenly, a strange man's shouting came from the east.

Kamiyu turned their heads to see that it was a soldier in half-armor.

Judging by the style of the opponent's half-body armor, it is probably Morag's guard.

While Camillo was still having a headache about how to communicate, the soldier felt despised because Franconian did not respond to his words, still half-kneeling in front of the tombstone, constantly stroking the broken tombstone.

"This is Morag, no one can get close! If you don't hurry up, be careful that I'll throw you into that plague cage! ”

He drew his sword and bluffed it.

Then he saw the white-haired man, who was dressed in a robe, displeased himself, stand up from the tombstone and turned his head towards him.

The next moment, he saw a terrifying image that he could never forget for the rest of his life.

The white-haired man's face turned out to be a skeletal face! There were snakes and insects crawling in the two eye holes, which were extremely terrifying, and blood-red liquid was constantly overflowing from between the bones of the other party.

The soldier screamed and tried to turn around and run, but soon he realized that he was unconscious of his feet. Looking down, a giant python composed of white bones appeared on the ground at some point, tied his legs tightly, and then the python opened its mouth and swallowed him into its stomach! So he rolled his eyes, and the whole person passed out like that......

"What's wrong with that guy?" Riddle, who had just nervously pulled out his wand, scratched his head in confusion and asked strangely when he saw that the other party suddenly pulled out.

The quicker Tannis looked directly at Franconian behind them.

"It's just the reverse use of fear aura and seduction of humans." Franconian shrugged at the already foaming soldier, "I hope the Goddess of the Seven Dawns will bless him from catching a cold or getting eaten by anything from sleeping in the wild on such a day." ”

As he spoke, he put on his cowboy hat: "Also, gentlemen and ladies, I think we are moving a little faster......" (to be continued......)