In the conference room of the Valley of Desya, Bishop Adra, who was late until the end of the meeting, brought a news that shocked all the necromancers: the Holy Knights and the Academy of Magic had joined forces to kill a necromancer who had been lurking in the royal capital.

The reason why the necromancers were shocked was naturally because they all knew who that necromancer was.

Master Aiden looked at the Marquis, his usually flat eyes and voice already tinged with anger: "Inham. Everybody should have told you before you went, try not to involve Sandru. He looked as full of energy as if he had just woken up from a long sleep and then taken a hot bath, and even the arm he had lost had been rebuilt. This kind of thing is definitely a magical myth elsewhere, but it's nothing in the Valley of Diya. There are top white mages here, and there are even experts who have studied human limbs to the extreme of manipulating corpses, and the key is the number of top-level magic items and magic items here, and other things that may be worth a lot of money are available here. It's a natural perk to give a member a leg back on an arm.

The marquis shook his head and replied lightly: "I'm sorry, I don't know about this. I'll be back as soon as Ronis's business is done, everybody knows that. ”

The oldest of the necromancers spoke. He coughed vigorously a few times before looking at the Marquis and asking, "Inham." We all appreciate your plot to kill Ronis...... Ahem......" he said, and immediately fell back into a hard cough. His wrinkled face flushed as the cough deepened.

The others were silent, waiting quietly for the old man, who seemed to cough up his lungs at any moment, to speak. The only sound left in the hall was coughing.

His face turned red, and it wasn't until he coughed a sickly pale that he finally got a respite, and he took a few breaths before slowly finishing the rest of his words: "We all appreciate you very much, but this thing is a little inappropriate. Please don't mind Master Aiden's gaffes, for there are some things that you young people don't quite understand. ”

"But Mr. Shante. I really don't know anything about it. The Marquis's expression was slightly embarrassed, and anyone could sense from his demeanor and tone that he was indeed innocent. "I didn't expect Duke Mlak to know about Mr. Sandru, and I didn't expect him to lead his troops to besiege Mr. Sandru. ”

A necromancer said slowly, "If there is anyone on this continent that we don't want to provoke, it's the two former acting guildmasters. When they quit the guild, they agreed with us not to offend each other. But now, if Sandru really died because of us, then Aegrenel would never ignore it. ”

"Please forgive my ignorance. Ladies and gentlemen. All of you here are the top magicians in the continent, even if this other acting guildmaster won't ignore it......" The young Bishop Adela smiled charmingly and confidently, and he looked at the necromancer present. "And what can you do with us?"

Master Aiden replied lightly, "All I can say is if Egner wants to kill me. I just waited obediently for him to come and kill. ”

"You're exaggerating. Adela covered her mouth and looked at him with a smile. "You are one of the ten most powerful magicians in the continent anyway. ”

"But Egrenel is the best killer in the continent, and he was one of our members and knows us very well. The magician will also eat and sleep, and his spirit will be relaxed. I don't want to have to double-check every bite of bread for a dozen cursed insects, I don't want to spend half a day on every stool to check for deadly traps, and I don't want to go to bed every night to fear that I'll never wake up again. Master Aiden looked at Adela faintly. "If you don't believe it, you can announce that it was actually Sandru who you led people to kill. Then we are much more relaxed. ”

"Oh, he's so good. Adela still laughed. His smile looked almost girlishly shy. "It seems that we should pray that the other honorable former acting president, Mr. Sandru, will survive the catastrophe. ”

"That might be more troublesome. The other necromancer sighed. "Aegrenel is just killing. Sandru started a fire..... then no one knows what he's going to do. ”

"Please rest assured. The Marquis, who had not spoken any more, stood up. His expression and voice were flat, without the slightest panic or worry. "Whether Mr. Sandru is dead or alive, whoever investigates it will never fall on us. It was just a simple political conspiracy. ”

"Is it possible?" Master Aiden sneered. "People may not know, but the two of them know that we have always wanted to deal with Ronis. Just catch someone who is complicit with you, like the Duke, and you'll know it all when you ask. I'm sure the two of them are going to ask a question that absolutely no one can hide. ”

"No one is complicit with me, and absolutely no one will know that I am actually manipulating this. No matter who makes the reasoning, the blame will never fall on us, so please rest assured. I promise. The confidence in the Marquis's calm, watery voice and expression made it impossible for Master Aiden to refute any longer.

"Hehe, what a trustworthy tone. Bishop Adela gave the Marquis a charming smile.

"Originally, I didn't know that these two seniors had such courage. Now I finally understand. The Marquis smiled too, and smiled equally charmingly, and there was a hint of enlightenment in it. "In the future, I will be more careful and pay more attention to these two seniors. ”

"Since the honorable Inham can be assured. Then it seems that we are overthinking. A very well-maintained, white chubby necromancer nodded. "But just in case, I'd suggest that the matter of the Ironfast Empire be put aside for the time being, and that everyone should not meddle in anything there, and wait until the situation depends. ”

"Huh. Yes, it seems to have nothing to do with us. ”

"That's right. Just don't go there for now. Wait until everything is clear. ”

"However, calm down and think about it, I think it's a little strange again......" Master Aiden shook his head indifferently. "Do you think Sandru will really be besieged and killed?"

"I don't believe it either...... the old necromancer bent over and coughed hard, squeezing the words out of his body, and finally straightened up and glanced at Adela. "You saw it with your own eyes?"

"Mr. Shante, I really didn't see it with my own eyes. Bishop Adela nodded respectfully to the coughing old man. "But according to the report of the Academy of Magic, there were thousands of people at that time. The first swordsman of the Empire of Ironfast led five hundred members of the Holy Knights, as well as almost all the sweepers of the Academy of Magic, participated in the siege in order to avenge the bishop of Ronis. And more than a thousand of them saw the necromancer explode with the manipulated corpse in the end. ”

Such a heroic act of "blowing himself up..... is not quite in line with the style of the respected Sandru. Master Aiden looked faintly at the other necromancers. Both smiled and nodded.

"yes, I guess he played some kind of trick. The robe of the Ghost King is in his hands, and he is a magician who has practiced the meditation of truth. After putting on the robe of the Ghost King, I don't think a thousand magicians will be able to deal with him with 10,000. ”

"Oh, will the Ghost King's robe have such a great effect when you put it on?" asked the Marquis, a little surprised.

"It has to be someone who has practiced true meditation to get the most out of it. But is it true meditation...... Hehe, I don't dare to practice if you ask me to practice. ”

Adela smiled and asked, "What? Is that meditation technique difficult? I've just heard of it......"

"You young people don't know much. I don't know how many of the peaks of the Shadow Spiral Mountains have been blown flat by the self-detonation of those who dare to explore the peak of necromancy in meditation. So in the end, our meditation room was only dug into the mountain. Hehe. ”

"But the record in that book should be of great benefit to necromancy, and over the years, only the former acting president, Sandru, and the esteemed teacher Shante have been able to successfully practice, and they have both become the most powerful necromancers since Archibald. ”

"Ahem..... I just started and had to stop. It's still Sandru's high talent, good luck, and a small half of practice. Mr. Shante shook his head with difficulty. "And the thing I regret the most in my life is practicing that book......" His cough became louder and harder, and his whole body convulsed, and his rickety body shrank into a ball of pain on the chair.

The Marquis looked at Mr. Shante's painful appearance and sighed, "It seems that Mr. Sandru may be right to bring that True Meditation and the Ghost King's robe out of the Valley of Diya. ”

The white and chubby necromancer also sighed: "Hey. Originally, I wanted to find an opportunity to catch the woman who ate the leaves of the World Tree and study it. But it seems that it is better to give up this dangerous plan, lest he be caught by Sandru, who may be waiting there. Hehe. Anyway, there is still a piece of the leaves of the World Tree waiting for us. ”

"yes, it's better not to go. ”

"Originally, I thought that I had brought such explosive news, but I didn't know that it would quickly turn into a dull one under your wise analysis and discussion. Adela smiled a little embarrassedly. "What important things did you discuss at your meeting before I was late?"

"First of all, because Inham did such a difficult task alone, everyone appreciated his judgment and planning skills. Everyone has been delayed a lot of time in the past few days, and now that the matter is almost handled, it is difficult to make any progress in the remaining short term, and the members who have something to do should go back to deal with their own affairs, so they elected Inham to take the position of acting president, and everyone is responsible for deciding how to deal with various things when they have not had time to hold a meeting. You're okay, right?"

"Of course there are opinions. Adela smiled widely. "How can you not give me the opportunity to come and cast his sacred vote? ”

Master Aiden snorted coldly. "Personally, I always have reservations about this decision. ”

A necromancer snorted and said, "Dear Aiden, this little fame is nothing. Isn't it good to leave the tedious chores to energetic young people?"

"All that's left is to agree on what will happen to the guild after that. Actually, the main question we have left is about the gentleman who disappeared with the leaves of the World Tree. Anyway, Ronis has already helped us get him wanted, and now tens of thousands of people are tracking down the whereabouts of this Mr. Five Thousand Gold Coins. We just have to wait for these helpers to find him, hunt him down, and make some noise, and then we can easily go over and retrieve the leaves of the World Tree, and get rid of this gentleman by the way. But before that, only the aggrieved and radical Ms. Widnina had a little more rest. But she can't run out of time anyway, haha. ”

"Although the operation was successful, the charges flew to us after all. The church needs the two of you to deal with it a little bit, so don't let it get too big. As for the countries or organizations that are most active in raising troops against the Valley of Deya like Ronis, let them change their leaders. It's fun to play as a pastime. ”

"Old man Cedros's orc city seems to have some climate, but there is still a vacuum for the power and eyes and ears of our noble group. In the future, if you have the chance, let's put some eyes and ears or something in. ”

"Finally, there's the murderer who killed Acere, so let's check it out if anyone has time. Find out who it is first, and then talk about how to deal with it. The necromancer, who had explained to Bishop Adra, stood up and stretched. "Alright, that's all. It's time for me to go back, too. ”

The other necromancers also stood up. "Okay. Hopefully, when we get together again, in the middle of this elegant conference table is the head worth five thousand gold coins, and the leaves of the loveliest of the World Tree. ”

"Dear Acting President Inham, please take care of yourself. Hehe. ”

"Rest assured, I will live up to your hopes for me. The Marquis saluted and smiled. "There will definitely be some surprises for everyone. ”

A necromancer laughed, "Haha. Sure enough, it's a reassuring young man. I seem to be able to smell the mesmerizing smell of the leaves of the World Tree. ”