With white hair and a black face and a head like leaves, the monkey in front of him is similar to the langur in his memory, but unlike the langur, even an adult monkey is not large.

The knocked out monkey looked like a corgi, its little eyes closed and it was very quiet, but the bloody scars on its arms proved that it was very restless when it was awake.

Walking out of the forest with the monkey and looking at the necromancer's lair in front of him, which was no different from a normal house, Charles rolled his eyes secretly,

"Why do you have so many traps in the nest? It's as if someone is going to find this break in at any moment. ”

If he could, Charles would like to ask the other party what kind of psychology he is, his house is full of traps, are you for living or for cheating?

The presence of the True Eye allows him to detect all inconspicuous clues and discover dangers, so when he looks through the window into the attic study, he also sees a lot of hidden anomalies.

For example, the window is no different from the rough, but the inconspicuous colored pattern carved on it is a curse spell.

The effect is not lethal, it is just a stun, but no lethality does not mean that there is no deterrent. Who knows how long this stun will last, just by looking at Connie in the dungeon before waking up, you can know how powerful that bandage man's spell really is.

So Charles ran into the woods of the island and grabbed a monkey with great difficulty.

"If you want to blame yourself, you are too stupid, so many monkeys just let me catch you,"

Muttering to himself, he took off his shirt and wrapped it around the unconscious monkey, knotted it at his shoulder, and climbed up again with the dagger in his hand.

He took a deep breath at the seemingly unremarkable glass window in front of him, and the desk next to it behind it. Stepping on the protrusion of the top of the window on the second floor, holding the eaves with one hand, and grabbing the monkey with the other hand, he slammed the window hard!

With a thud, the attic window shattered, and a gray mist erupted from the broken glass and blinked into the monkey's mouth and nose.

So the monkey, who had just woken up from the collision, fainted again.

Charles let go of his hand and let the monkey fall to the ground, and then did not rush into the study, but looked down at some unfortunate little thing that had fallen into the grass, and listened with his ears pricked up to all movements, until half a day later, he was relieved.

"Have a fixed range? Can't get out of the house? Or is it some kind of loophole after getting out of control? ”

There is a spirit called the Wailing Banshee wandering on the second floor, and there are many magic traps on the first floor, and this is just looking through the back window, and there is no guarantee that this house really has any Charles.

So he had to be cautious.

Of course, the safest way is to give up the risk and honestly hide and wait for the church to find them, for which Charles is sure that they will be able to find it, after all, unlike the last time he looked for the bandage man, this time he and Connie are all here, using the last method, the positioning is still very simple.

But if you really let the church find it, the contents will not have anything to do with themselves.

If he could go through the memories of the bandage man at any time after he was taken away, he could ignore it, but unfortunately he couldn't.

"Wealth is in danger."

Muttering, he withdrew his gaze from the monkey and looked back at the study in the room.

The desk in the study, next to the window, was cluttered with stick figures, snakes, ghouls, and even banshees with long hair.

It looks like these things on paper are just random sketches out of boredom. But hints from the True Eye show how dangerous these things are.

[Ghoul sealed in paper, it is full of rage]

[Please be careful, you may not be able to beat it]

……

How do I break the seal?

Charles didn't know, but surprisingly, he would never touch any of these things.

Then there was the inkwell, in which the True Eye revealed a mad wraith of the wanderer, and a corner of the desk depicted the kind of vertigo magic that had just been encountered at the glass

and a purple tulip planted in a vase not far from the inkwell.

It looks delicate and beautiful, but if you ignore its cannibalistic properties, it can be considered a beautiful thing.

"Anyway, how can tulips eat people?" Secretly strange, he didn't want to try it without fear of death.

After stooping through the window, he carefully tiptoed over the strange objects, and then cautiously stepped on the floor of the study.

There were no traps on the floor of the study, and Charles made his way slowly, and when he finally reached the bookshelf, he did not encounter any notable danger.

However, when he looked at his goal with excitement, he only got a slap in the face.

[An ancient book with a rotten curse attached to it, requiring a special method to dodge the curse]

……

Staring at a book on the shelf, the hint that floated in front of him made Charles frown. Then he checked them one by one, and found that this book was not an isolated case, and all the books on the entire bookshelf in front of him were cursed.

Amnesia, decay, disease, blindness, stiffness, confusion, explosion, madness......

The curses in the books are concise and to the point, and the effects are not complicated at all, but they are very deterrent. Charles stared at this seemingly normal, but in fact full of crisis, and he didn't know what words to use to express his feelings.

"In vain?"

The thought flickered, and Charr groaned a little before finding a solution.

Or rather, a temporary solution.

He didn't dare to touch these curses, so why not ask someone else to touch them instead of him?

The living are afraid of these amnesia, rot, diseases and blindness, will the dead still be afraid?

Thinking of this, he swept around and stared intently at a safe spot in front of him, and the shadow of the shuttle door gradually emerged. He then slipped into it without hesitation.

When he reappeared, he walked out with a skinny man with a dull expression.

To say that the benefits of his "preaching" in the north are not only to preach the seven gods and accumulate strength, but the rest is that he does not have to worry about the corpse.

Although the criminals do not die on the spot under the influence of the spell, it is quite difficult to survive.

The effect of the spell of life absorption is not just the fat or nutrients on the opponent's body, it is an all-round destruction. Organs, muscles, fat, the immune system, even the spinal cord and brain, all the energy that represents the active will be drawn.

In this case, those with weak physique will basically die the next day after being sucked dry, and those with strong physique will not last long.

So even though there have been no wars or conflicts recently, the Charr doesn't worry about "spell casting materials".

Ordering the corpse to stand still, he cautiously exited the study. After drilling through the window, leave the vicinity of the house and prepare to wait until this time tomorrow.

Without the True Eye's investigation, he didn't dare to start rashly, knowing that the curse attached to the bookshelf had an explosion. If one accidentally touches this, it's all over.