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It's not that she doesn't want to run away. But the passage where she fled also poured out a large number of living corpses. When both passages have been blocked by living corpses, the space becomes a dead place.

This leaves the trio in a death-to-death fight with the living corpses in the halls. The endless battle has been going on for quite some time.

Eric's swing of the sword grew slower.

In addition to his own exhaustion, the reason is also related to the consumption of Marella's mental power. Tired, Marella commanded Eric's movements more and more slowly. As a result, they are becoming more and more incongruous.

Anthracene had no time to care about Eric's strange appearance. She is the main of the trio against the living corpses. If you want to talk about the number of living corpses destroyed, she must count the most. But just now, she was still praising Eric for playing well with the double swords, and she was also tired and out of breath at this time.

You must know that Anthracene has always been strong, and she will hardly reveal her decadence. Now, she's just struggling to keep herself from falling.

"It's endless...... Maybe Jusis can figure it out, didn't you just say he went find another entrance? ”

Eric opened his mouth to Anthrite.

"Even if he comes, he can't block a thousand with one. It's just another life for nothing. ”

Anthracene's answer was quite pertinent.

Now, the three of them actually know each other about the fact that they are going to die here today.

Except for Marella, who was really speechless, Eric and Anthritic were stubborn in wanting to say a few more words before they died, despite nearly collapsing.

"I don't know what the results of Papitt's inheritance exam were. ”

Anthrite muttered.

"Isn't he a student of the Spear God? He won't lose if he shoots. ”

Eric Road.

"Do you have any more wishes than this?"

In other words, Anthracene would never answer such a boring question.

I only heard her say: "I want to see Papitt get the inheritance and become the Duke of Pylos." ”

Eric was stunned by Anthrite's answer. Unexpectedly, before she died, she was still full of thoughts about her brother.

"What about you?" said Anthrite rhetorically, Eric.

Eric smiled wryly. But he answered the question anyway.

"Revenge. ”

"Revenge?"

Anthrite was slightly surprised.

"Yes. Revenge. It's not so much a wish as it is the meaning of my life. This is one of the reasons why I became a police detective. Find my teacher's killer and take revenge on him with your own hands. ”

Anthrite listened to him talk to himself, and expressed his opinion: "It seems that you don't have much chance. That can only be a wish. ”

Eric sighed, "yes, I'm afraid I don't have much of a chance. If anything else...... I want to know one thing......"

He remembered the note he had left for Papitt.

The princess has a fake.

Why would they send a fake princess back to the palace?

In any case, find out what their purpose is. Even if you will die afterwards. That's when this thought only popped into Eric's mind.

He couldn't bear to die with doubts.

So, Eric asked aloud to the group of living corpses:

"Evanson. We can't get out of it. Satisfy my curiosity and tell me why you are sending a false princess back to the palace. ”

Since Eric can't solve the puzzle with detective skills this time, he can only turn to the prisoner for help. It's an insult to the detective, but as long as he can get an answer, Eric doesn't care.

But he didn't wait for the living corpse to speak. Anthrite exclaimed first.

"What! You said the princess who went back is a fake!"

Eric only smiled wryly, ignoring Anthrite. At this point, he won't have to bother to explain. He just wanted to know the answer.

I saw a living corpse not far away stop and open its mouth.

"Interesting, someone can see a faceless entity?"

Although the face was very broken, the expression of surprise could be seen from it.

The living corpse, replaced by Evanson himself, stared at Eric for a long time. Especially staring into Eric's eyes.

Eric was looked at at uncomfortably.

"Exorcist hunters?"

Evanson said a noun lightly.

Eric hadn't heard that word in a long time. Since the death of his teacher.

At this time, he trembled slightly, and even forgot to wave the weapon in his hand to defend against the living corpse, so that Anthralis hurriedly protected him behind him.

"Hey!" Anthrite called out to alert Eric.

I heard the living corpse speak.

"Looks like I'm right. Normal humans can't discern facelessness. Now that you think about it, it's no wonder you found the underground. Exorcist hunters have magical eyes and can see a lot of information that ordinary people can't see, including weird creatures like me. They are natural observers. I have to say that you really fit into your profession, little detective. ”

Eric listened quietly, without denying anything.

"But as far as I know, the presence of exorcist hunters threatens our weird species. In order to survive, we hunted them. And the last exorcist hunter was also killed more than a decade ago. They were finally slaughtered. ”

Eric still listened quietly, but the veins in his hands had flare.

"Now it seems that there are still fish that have slipped through the net. You're the last exorcist hunter. Thankfully, you're going to die today. ”

"It's just that I don't understand why your hair isn't silvery-white. You know, all exorcist hunters have white hair. ”

The living corpse that spoke pointed to the top of his head.

Eric burst out laughing.

The living corpses suddenly stopped and looked at Eric. I don't understand why he reacted like this.

"More than a decade ago... I see!hahahaha... I should have thought about who killed the teacher. Strange species! Claim is a paradise for strange species!"

Eric laughed, and shed a few tears.

He turned his head to look at Anthrite and said, "I'm sorry, it looks like I can't die here." I want to live. I'm going to ask you to help me live......!

His eyes were full of longing and longing.

Anthral's mind spun fast, understanding what was happening in front of her.

"So the object of your revenge is the king of the living corpses in front of you?"

She asked.

"No, my revenge is all of Clayme. It was my teacher who was killed by them more than ten years ago. ”