The attitude of the two candidate members of parliament could not help but make the five visitors wonder. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIn this inconspicuous cheap tavern in the southern part of Aflon, the time has entered after midnight at the moment, because of the curfew, there are no drunks on the table as usual, and there are not many guests staying in the tavern, the boss chose to go back early to rest, and the only waiter who kept vigil was lying on a few chairs put together behind the counter and falling asleep.

One of the deceased closest to the outside of the room closed the door, and to be honest, the tavern wasn't very well accommodated - when seven people had crowded into the room, Steven the Lich had already felt the thick smell of cloudiness in the air, he touched his nose, then got up and opened the window. The cool breeze of the night poured in, and he felt a little more comfortable breathing.

Although, they now have human bodies, they are essentially undead and do not need to breathe.

"So, how did the two gentlemen arrange this task?"

Beside the Wraith-Bauer, Osborne also did not use the honorific title of "Your Excellency", and he saw a clean, unornamented and patterned white porcelain vase on the table, with two unknown dried flowers in the middle of the vase, the petals and stems wilted from the loss of moisture, like the elongated spines of dead humans in Necropolis—he picked one up, and twisted his fingers together, his eyes darling back and forth over the faces of Steven the Lich and Sammy, the Death Knight.

"I haven't thought about it yet. There is a very powerful ascetic in Afron, and his strength is still above that of Lady Monica, so we can't act rashly. ”

Lich Steven replied in a calm voice. His gaze lingered for a moment on the dry flower in Osborne's hand, and then he quickly moved away to the night sky under the moon and clouds, and he looked up - the view was somewhat similar to that of Graveyard City in the underworld, but the difference was that there was no moon in that place.

Missing month.

Ms. Monica is a vampire, and she'll be back to her prime, half a month later, on the night of the full moon - both Steven and Sammy have a general idea of what happened in Afron that night. Facing the ascetic of the church, Monica, one of the nineteen seats in the Council of the Dead, suffered a big loss in the battle, but fortunately her luck was not bad enough, and she finally got away with it. I heard that something happened later, but he and Sammy didn't know what happened. He thought for a moment, and the seemingly dull eyes on his face suddenly rolled.

From the analysis of the current situation, the difficulty of the task itself is almost none, but the current situation is unknown, and no one can tell the hidden danger - he and Sammy quietly exchanged a mind, and soon reached a tacit understanding:

Others jump in the fire pit, and the benefits come by themselves.

This kind of thing is not only in human beings, and the decision was made in just one moment. Sammy stood up from his chair, the tall and muscular body of the Death Knight, disguised as a human, staring condescendingly at the five dead men of Bauer and Osborne, who were followers of Angus Rosenthal in Necropolis City, not on the same side as the two of them.

"Maybe we should wait until Monica's return."

"Half a month? Mr. Sammy, are you sure you're not mistaken? The demand for raw materials is very urgent on the part of the council...... The test was almost shut down. ”

"Bauer, do you have a better suggestion?"

The attitude of the two candidate members of parliament could not help but make the five visitors wonder. In this inconspicuous cheap tavern in the southern part of Aflon, the time has entered after midnight, because of the curfew, there are no drunks on the table as usual, and there are not many guests staying in the tavern, the owner chooses to go back early to rest, and the only waiter who keeps vigil is lying on the several chairs put together behind the counter and falling asleep.

One of the deceased closest to the outside of the room closed the door, and to be honest, the tavern wasn't very well accommodated - when seven people had crowded into the room, Steven the Lich had already felt the thick smell of cloudiness in the air, he touched his nose, then got up and opened the window. The cool breeze of the night poured in, and he felt a little more comfortable breathing.

Although, they now have human bodies, they are essentially undead and do not need to breathe.

"So, how did the two gentlemen arrange this task?"

Beside the Wraith-Bauer, Osborne also did not use the honorific title of "Your Excellency", and he saw a clean, unornamented and patterned white porcelain vase on the table, with two unknown dried flowers in the middle of the vase, the petals and stems wilted from the loss of moisture, like the elongated spines of dead humans in Necropolis—he picked one up, and twisted his fingers together, his eyes darling back and forth over the faces of Steven the Lich and Sammy, the Death Knight.

"I haven't thought about it yet. There is a very powerful ascetic in Afron, and his strength is still above that of Lady Monica, so we can't act rashly. ”

Lich Steven replied in a calm voice. His gaze lingered for a moment on the dry flower in Osborne's hand, and then he quickly moved away to the night sky under the moon and clouds, and he looked up - the view was somewhat similar to that of Graveyard City in the underworld, but the difference was that there was no moon in that place.

Missing month.

Ms. Monica is a vampire, and she'll be back to her prime, half a month later, on the night of the full moon - both Steven and Sammy have a general idea of what happened in Afron that night. Facing the ascetic of the church, Monica, one of the nineteen seats in the Council of the Dead, suffered a big loss in the battle, but fortunately her luck was not bad enough, and she finally got away with it. I heard that something happened later, but he and Sammy didn't know what happened. He thought for a moment, and the seemingly dull eyes on his face suddenly rolled.

From the analysis of the current situation, the difficulty of the task itself is almost none, but the current situation is unknown, and no one can tell the hidden danger - he and Sammy quietly exchanged a mind, and soon reached a tacit understanding:

Others jump in the fire pit, and the benefits come by themselves.

This kind of thing is not only in human beings, and the decision was made in just one moment. Sammy stood up from his chair, the tall and muscular body of the Death Knight, disguised as a human, staring condescendingly at the five dead men of Bauer and Osborne, who were followers of Angus Rosenthal in Necropolis City, not on the same side as the two of them.

"Maybe we should wait until Monica's return."

"Half a month? Mr. Sammy, are you sure you're not mistaken? The demand for raw materials is very urgent on the part of the council...... The test was almost shut down. ”