In a small gray living room, Rod Hart stood quietly in front of a table spread out with a map, the golden hoop pressed against the lower left corner of the map, his beautiful golden hair casually scattered, and the blood-colored light in his pupils was slightly dim.

"Knock knock!" a rhythmic knock sounded from behind him.

"Come in. Rod Hart replied, not enough, and did not look back, the door of the small parlor was always open.

"Long time no see, Rod Hart. Nimbas, dressed in a dark purple robe, slowly walked in from outside the small living room door.

Rod Hart, who heard the voice, frowned slightly, then turned his head, and after seeing Nimbas walking in, he smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be alive, Nimbas." ”

"I didn't expect what you said to be so unpleasant. Nimbas replied angrily.

"Haha, okay Nimbas, you're welcome. Rod Hart nodded at him.

Nimbas nodded and replied, "Thank you, Rod Hart." ”

"You don't look idle, oh, the map of the Gilverin Empire. That's pretty clear. Nimbas leaned in and looked at the map spread out on the table and exclaimed.

"The collection of the Duchy of Fosino is very clear. Rod Hart smiled.

"Remarkable operation, in less than a month to occupy the entire Duchy of Fercino. Nimbas said with a smile.

"The Duchy of Fosino has a strong army of sea ships, but the land army is the weakest, and it has an exceptionally dense population. This is also the reason for choosing the Duchy of Phosino. Rod Hart replied.

Nimbas looked at him and asked, "It seems that you have a very good commander. ”

Rod Hart tilted his head: "There is indeed such a nice guy. ”

"Sandru is not going to be a commander-in-chief. Nimbas pointed.

"Nimbas, you're still so smart. Rod Hart said.

"I prefer to use the word wise, I have known Sandru for hundreds of years, and I know what kind of undead he is. Nimbas smiled.

"Do you know Catherry?" asked Rod Hart.

"Cathery?" Nimbass thought for a moment with a smile on his face, and finally shook his head, indicating that he didn't remember.

"It's normal not to remember, but you're sure you know his other title, Skeleton Dominator - Caterry. Rod Hart said.

"It turned out to be him, and if memory serves, he's still a vampire. is a vampire whose identity and origin are very mysterious. Nimbas said.

"And very powerful!" added Rod Hart with a smile.

"Powerful?" said Nimbas, looking a little surprised.

Rod Hart nodded.

"I haven't dealt with him, but I know that Phoenix Wilma, the Lord of the Dead, admired him during the War of the Dead, rumored to be only because he was particularly good at strengthening skeletons and dominating skeletons. Is that so?" said Nimbas slowly.

"At that time, there were indeed such rumors, but what could be appreciated by the great undead monarch naturally had its own special place. Rod Hart said with a smile.

"Powerful, you mean?" Nimbas asked again, a little confused.

After a moment of silence, Rod Hart slowly replied, "He is one of the few undead I can't see through, and I once felt a trace of life in him!"

Nimbas was stunned for a moment, obviously not understanding Rod Hart's words, and thought for a moment before slowly muttering: "A vampire who can make the Death Knight feel the breath of life?"

Rod Hart nodded slowly: "I have never encountered this feeling in Degar. ”

Nimbas asked slowly, "Because of this, you think Caterry is very strong?"

Rod Hart smiled: "From my feelings, I'd rather offend Degar. ”

Hearing this, Nimbas nodded earnestly.

"I don't get along much with Catery, and one undead might know better. Rod Hart waved his hand, and a wandering ghost slowly flew through the door, and then he muttered a few words, and the ghost flew away.

"A glass of wine? Rod Hart walked straight to a wine shelf and removed a bottle of wine.

"I've always wondered if the undead's taste system is really still there. Nimbas walked over with a smile, took a glass of red wine from Rod Hart, and took a sip of it.

"Haha, I'm afraid you won't know until you die and refine yourself into a corpse witch. Rod Hart said with a smile.

"I also wish I could die sooner. Nimbas smiled.

The two of them drank slowly as they talked.

It wasn't long before Modo's figure appeared at the door.

"Mordo, if you come late, this bottle will be gone. Rod Hart said with a smile.

"Then you'll have to open another bottle, ha, let me guess, purple robes, such a special golden crown, Lord Nimbas, it's surprising that you haven't changed at all!" said Mormon, as he walked over.

"You haven't changed, Modo. Nimbas said with a smile.

Modo shook his head: "I am an undead, and you are still a human, I don't smell much death from you, which means that your human body is still very healthy and does not look old." ”

"Thank you, but that's not good news for me. Surely you can't guess how much preparation I have made to transform into a corpse witch?" said Nimbas.

"You can imagine it, Nimbas. Is there anything you can do for you, Rod Hart. Mordo said to the two with a smile, his voice hoarse and flat.

"When did you meet Caterry? Rod Hart asked.

Mordo looked at Rod Hart and then at Nimbas, and said slowly, "I have known each other since I was resurrected by Aisha as a corpse witch, and Catheret once shared Elsa's allegiance to Lord Phoenix Wilmar, the Lord of the Undead. ”

Nimbas smiled and said, "It seems that this vampire Catheri is also a long-lived vampire. ”

"Is there a saying about how long a vampire lives?" asked Mordo casually.

"Ha, Mordo, I'm actually referring to his age. Oh, and at this point, guess what I met by the river? A young and beautiful human lady! A human miss who is not afraid of the undead, who claims to be a necromancer. ”

Rod Hart and Mordo looked at each other, then nodded, "Yes, that's our little princess Vidnina. ”