The second floor of the Ming house is brighter than the first floor, because on the side near the street, there is a large floor-to-ceiling window. A light gray tulle hung from the window, and the gauzy curtains were embroidered with sinuous vines.

After Barrett carefully groped his way up, he saw that the zombie Daniel was leaning back on a recliner under the floor-to-ceiling window, rocking gently. In front of it is a square tea table with a beautiful set of tea utensils.

"The original owner of this house doesn't know who it was, maybe it was some unconscious guy on the street below, maybe it was wiped out by the mages who came here occasionally. Anyway, now this house belongs to me. The zombie was rocking comfortably on the deck chair, "I'm sorry I can't treat you to tea because there's no hot water here." I've found some of the old teas, but I guess those have already been eroded by the negative energy here and I can't drink them. ”

"No, thank you. "Even if you take it out, I won't drink it. I don't want to try what the food of the undead will taste like.

Barrett watched the zombie warily, slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, gently lifted the tulle curtains, and looked out into the street below.

The zombie dragging the four-horned goat was still staggering, but because the four-horned goat behind it had two hind legs bitten off by the previous ghoul, and could no longer walk upright, and could only be dragged to the ground by it, the zombie was moving extremely slowly, and seemed to be in a large circle.

"Rubin, if I'm not mistaken, that's his name. Daniel followed Barrett's gaze, "Do you see the goat behind him with only two front legs left, it's Rubin's little darling, and he's always affectionately called 'little melon'." The sheep had been a very good breeder, and Rubin had made a lot of money from it. ”

"Feige, that's the guy over there who keeps banging his head against the wall. Daniel pointed to another of his kind on the street and said, "God, I didn't expect his head to be so hard." The last time this guy with a bad head tried to attack a mage who came in from outside, he was knocked out and stuck there, and he's been hitting the wall like that for decades. Zombie Daniel shook his head helplessly.

"I have to say, Feige is such a stupid guy. Every time those mages entered this space, whether it was local ghosts, zombies, wraiths, or ghouls, ghouls, vampires from the other side of the spatial rift, even Viscount Freed and his Sir Irion, as well as the group of skeleton warriors, would immediately find a corner and quietly hide. There will always be one or two powerful necromancers among those mages who come in, and do you know how much we fear those necromancers? Forget it, as a living person, you can't feel the kind of pressure that emanates from the necromancer. But Feiqi dared to rush out at that time, and I have to say that its head was indeed hard and wooden. ”

Zombie Daniel was amazed, "Feige used to be one of the many bodyguards I hired, good at using a mace, and accurate in archery, and is well-known in Clover City. But to this day, I guess no one else will remember this guy except for his name. ”

Barrett looked at the strange zombie who was lamenting the long life and the impermanence of the years, "You know a lot about this place, this town?"

The zombie nodded, "If you've lived in this slap-sized town for hundreds of years, you'll know a lot about it." Daniel leaned back on the recliner again, crossed his legs, and looked at the ceiling, "Actually, this sealed space is quite large, and in order to prevent the negative energy from leaking out as much as possible, those sub-mages simply sealed this town and a large area around it. I remember there was a large farm on the other side of town, and a canyon diagonally across the street. Unfortunately, I haven't been out of town since it was sealed. ”

"Because of the abomination outside the gate?" Barrett thought of the huge, bloated undead.

"Is it an abomination? I don't really know. Daniel's stiff face pulled a look of surprise, "Yes, it's because of that." The town has two gates, but each gate is guarded by an ugly-looking 'undead fat man'. I used to think that ghouls were already the ugliest creatures of the undead, but I didn't expect that there were undead who were ten times uglier than ghouls. ”

Its face was full of disgust, "That's an apt name, because it's really hateful! This guy eats the other undead, and I watched the abomination at the front door unload Jean into several pieces and eat them all, and it freaked me out. ”

Zombie Daniel patted his little heart that didn't beat, "I also saw that it hooked Glenn out, and then Glenn never came back." And Rogge, Scott, Regan, Andrew...... The only thing to be thankful for is that abomination doesn't come into town, alas. It made a sigh, but its chest didn't rise and fall, "Viscount Freed also had a fight with the 'fat man' at the main entrance, but no one could help anyone. Viscount Freed then retreated to the town and ordered all the undead to stay away from the two gates. By the way, you also came in through the gate, why didn't it eat you?"

Without waiting for Barrett to answer, the very, very conversational zombie began to ask himself again.

"By the way, you must have jumped in from outside the wall, you can jump into such a high wall, you are amazing! You know, Giethoorn was built as the frontier fortress of Shamrock City during the war of the Age of Chaos, so the walls around the town are much higher than the other towns. It's a pity that that height is not something that an ordinary zombie like me can jump out of. I wasn't good at sports when I was born, I wasn't good at it, and now it's even worse. You know, going up the stairs is a difficult thing for me, but I'm used to it. ”

"I didn't jump off the wall and that height was difficult for me. I came in straight through the gate. "Because the abomination loves only carrion." ”

"You only like to eat carrion, and you're fresh?ha, that's a thing that makes even the undead feel sad......"

"I want to ask you something. Barrett took advantage of the zombie's conversation to quickly ask the question he wanted to ask, "You said before that Viscount Freed killed a lich?"

"Yes, a lich from the plane of death. Daniel nodded stiffly, "Actually, that was a long time ago, just a few decades after this space was first sealed. The stupid lich seemed to want to turn the sealed space into its own territory, but it didn't know that every few decades, a group of mages from the Magic Guild would come in from outside. Some of the mages tinkered with space, while others seemed to have nothing to do, walking around and snatching up the undead they could eye. Fortunately, the lich was killed by Viscount Fried, otherwise the consequences would have been even more tragic if it fell into the hands of those necromancers in the guild. ”

"I've heard that lichs aren't easy to kill, as they come back to life through lifeboxes. Didn't the lich that the viscount killed come back to life through the life box?" Barrett asked again.

"Or maybe the lich is stupid!" Daniel patted the armrest of his chaise longue, "and he actually carried his life box with him, it seems that it was meant to be here in the first place." And when it was killed by Viscount Fried, the Viscount actually found the life box from the lich's body as soon as possible, and destroyed the lich's origin inside. ”

The zombie shook his head, "God knows what stupid things he did when he transformed the Viscount, or what he did that he didn't do." Anyway, the end result is that not only did the guy not control the mind of what he had created, but also the latter knew the location of the important life box, and then was inexplicably killed by what he created. Hah, it's hard to imagine a lich, the noble spellcaster of the undead, being so stupid. ”

"Where is this fatebox now?" Barrett asked with some urgency, "is it in the Viscount's hand, and what shape does it take?"

This was the task that Mage Alvin had given Barrett - to find a Lich's lifebox and take it out of the sealed space to the Mage.

Barrett still remembers that Master Alvin said to him in a very relaxed tone, "Trust me, it's not as difficult as you think. ”

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