Chapter 70: The Necromancer Who Doesn't Hurt People
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Dai Dameng didn't hide anymore, and jumped out with a bang, shouting: "Necromancer, die!" ”
He was kind-hearted and never wanted to kill, except for necromancers. Like the Raven Ghost Woman, Necromancers are notorious and considered synonymous with evil.
Killing them is not guilty, but full of honor, and every legendary hero has a glorious deed of slaying the forces of evil.
If Dai Dameng wants to become a hero, he starts with the necromancer in front of him.
The man was startled, raised his hand and let out a burst of cold air, spraying over. Dai Dameng hurriedly raised his shield to block it, and the cold air sprayed on the shield, forming a thin layer of ice. This level of cold air can't hurt him even if he doesn't use a shield to block it.
Dai Dameng suddenly changed his mind and simply used him to practice blocking magic, but the noble brother seemed to understand what he meant, and he never made a move.
However, the man was not a competent sparring partner, and after spraying for a while, there was no air conditioning, and he took out a dagger and fought hard with Dai Dameng.
Dai Dameng snapped and put the sword around his neck.
"You can't kill me!" The man shouted, "I didn't hurt anyone." ”
Dai Dameng looked at the chicken feathers and eggs all over the ground, nodded, and said, "I believe it!" But you will definitely hurt people in the future. ”
"I swear I won't hurt anyone." The man cried and said, "I practiced necromancy to save my daughter. ”
The man was white and thin, about thirty years old, with a mustache, very gentle, and looked like a scholar.
"Is your daughter sick?" When Dai Dameng saw the man crying, his heart immediately relented, he put away his sword, and said, "You can take her to the temple of Snowman Genares, and the high priest Danica will treat you for free." ”
"It's too late." The man closed his eyes and shook his head and said, "She has fallen asleep forever." ”
"You can't save her like that." Brother Guiren said: "Necromancy will make her soul enter the Soul Stone Shrine instead of liberation, and you will also fall into the Soul Stone Tomb because of practicing necromantic magic." ”
"Wouldn't that be nice?" The man said, "As long as we can be together, what difference does it make where?" ”
"It's a big difference!" Brother Guiren said solemnly: "Believe me, entering the Soul Stone Tomb is definitely a torture. ”
"Then I'm going to enter the Soul Stone Tomb." The man said firmly, "I can't leave my daughter there alone." ”
This...... Dai Dameng and Brother Guiren were silent, practicing necromancy was taboo, but in the face of the man in front of them who was determined to practice necromancy, they hesitated, but they didn't know whether to stop him.
"As you say." Brother Guiren sighed and said, "I hope you will keep your oath and never harm anyone." There's a ritual stone just outside of Snowman, and I hope it will be useful to you. ”
Leaving the top of the mountain, the noble brother did not speak along the way, and Dai Dameng's mood was also very heavy.
The world is too complicated, and right and wrong are not as clear as black and white.
Walking down the hill and along the Blackwater River, they continued on their way, and soon it was dark and they found a camp by the river, with a pot hanging from the campfire, and a man and a woman sitting beside it.
There are women!
Dai Dameng was overjoyed and immediately ran over. Normally, the food cooked by women is more delicious, and these days they are tired of sleeping in the open air, dried fish and bread, and they can just improve it.
The two people were dressed in ordinary clothes and held a big shovel in their hands, and when they saw Dai Dameng and Brother Guiren, the two people immediately stood up.
"Get out of here!" The man held up the shovel and shouted, "Stay away from my camp!" ”
"Don't be nervous, I just want to share a bowl of soup to eat." Dai Dameng shook his hand to show that he had no malicious intent, and then took out two septins from his arms and said, "I don't eat for nothing, I will give money." ”
"Get out!" The man's hand shaking as he grabbed the shovel screamed, "Don't you try to fool us!" ”
I don't know what was stewed in the pot, and the aroma was bubbling up, and Dai Dameng's saliva was flowing out.
He took a few steps forward, trying to explain to them, but who knew that the two men had dropped their shovels and ran away with a scream.
This......
Dai Dameng looked back at the noble brother blankly, only to see that the blue light of the noble brother's eyes was exceptionally bright in the dark night.
Looking at the pot of fragrant vegetable soup, Dai Dameng swallowed his saliva. If it was before, he would definitely drink it up without hesitation, but now it's different, he is a snow mouse warrior, or the son of Ginares, he is a dignified person, and he must not mix rice like before.
It's no longer right to scare people away, and if you steal someone's soup and drink it, what's the difference between it and a robber?
"I blame you." Dai Dameng complained stupidly: "You scared people away." ”
"Let's go." The noble brother sighed and said, "When the barren mountains and mountains suddenly encounter two people with weapons, they will inevitably be nervous. ”
"But I'm not a robber." Dai Dameng hung his head and said, "I told them, I just want to drink soup." ”
"They won't believe it." The noble brother shook his head and said, "During the war years, especially in Rift City, you have to be vigilant to survive. ”
Leaving their camp, the two of them found a random place to spend the night, and continued on their way the next day, soon reaching the junction of the territory of Rift City and the territory of Windhelm.
The territory of Rift Valley is a plateau, and the territory of Helm is a low-lying swamp and plain, and the mountains and rivers where they meet are very steep.
The two of them descended the steep mountain road by the Blackwater River, and soon came across a bridge that stretched out across the Blackwater River.
At the head of the bridge there was a crooked cart with vegetables and leather bands scattered on the ground, and several sacks beside it, as if at the scene of a robbery.
Dai Dameng hurriedly ran over to see if he could find something to eat, and then he found a man sitting in the grass by the river, dressed in ordinary clothes, but carrying a bow and arrows.
When the man saw Dai Dameng, he immediately became happy, stroked his chest, gasped and said, "Hey, are they gone?" ”
"Who?" Dai Dameng looked up and looked around, there was no one.
"The bandits." The man sighed and said, "It looks like they're gone." My name is Terraf and my van was robbed by robbers. ”
Terraf looked at the two of them from head to toe and said, "Can you escort me back to the camp, it's near the ruins of Nilheim on the other side of the bridge." Then he added: "I give money." ”
"Okay!" Dai Dameng didn't think about it, patted his chest and agreed.
"Thank you so much." Terrav stood up and walked to the bridge, and Delemon immediately followed, and the noble brother shook his head helplessly and followed.
"Just cross the bridge and you're there." Terraf's legs were very fast, and after a while he ran to the other side of the bridge, pointed to the hillside and said, "Right there, I can already see the tent." ”
Climb up the hill and turn a corner, and in front of you is an abandoned watchtower, surrounded by cliffs on three sides. There was a camp under the rubble, complete with tables, chairs and benches, but there were no horses, wagons, and tents to be seen. There were a few people in the camp, wearing fur armor and holding weapons, and when they saw Dai Dameng and others, they immediately surrounded them.
"Here we are, this is our camp." Terraf smiled and said, "Wait here, I'll go get the money." ”
"No need." The noble brother suddenly grabbed Terraf's arm, pinned him to the ground, and then said to Dietamon: "Brother, watch him! ”