As Eugene looked at the stump of the living dead severed with a dagger, and listened to the contention of Selsey and Alan in the side room, Lord Kenny seemed to be accustomed to it, and saw him sit calmly in his chair, sipping wine. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the surface, this is a dried corpse that has been drained of blood and frozen at low temperatures, but the bones of the corpse are not powdered, and are even as tough and powerful as the bones of a living person. Judging from the time of blood vessel coagulation, this thing should not have such a tough bone, even if it is frozen at low temperature, it can only preserve the soft tissues of the corpse from decay, and as for the bones that have lost moisture, they should be brittle like sun-dried apple slices, or wheat stalks, which will break when broken.

After spending a lot of time, Eugene finally opened his mouth. "Your Excellency. He said, "From the naked eye, these five corpses are indeed dried corpses, and they have been preserved for at least three months, or even more than half a year, but you say that they have consciously walked upright and even fought, which is ..... Unlikely. ”

"Everyone in this room thought it was impossible, but the truth is, they did stand up and clashed with us, and it was as if they were being manipulated, and their attacks and thoughts were by no means the walking dead, as the whole of Nipur City could attest. They even raised their arms and shouted, 'The dead do not die,' and everyone heard it, and it happened on the execution ground, in broad daylight. Kenny said, dangling his silver glass.

"The dead don't die?" Eugene smacked his mouth, "The sound is coming from these dried corpses?"

"You don't believe me?" Kenny frowned.

"Sorry, I didn't question what you meant, just ....."

"Elder Eugene," Sercy interrupted, "isn't there a record of similar witchcraft in the ancient book you're translating?"

"Nope. Eugene replied without hesitation, "I have read the entire book about that ancient book, and there is no mention of such strange witchcraft. He said as he took out two pages of parchment from his wide robe and placed them on the table, "My lord, the previous chapter on transfiguration and witchcraft has been translated, take a look." ”

Kenny nodded, put down his glass, and picked up the parchment.

"This transfiguration witchcraft is also related to the Convent of the Frae. Eugene shifted behind Kenny and explained, "While translating, I borrowed some other translations of ancient texts because they involve a lot of strange nouns.....

Alan at the table put down the wine glass and subconsciously looked at Sersi, only to see the honest man frown, and then unnaturally touched the back of his head.

Kenny quickly finishes the first page, and as he flips to the second page, a slightly smaller piece of parchment falls out of it. "What's that?" he asked, turning his face to look at Eugene.

"Oh, I was negligent, I just forgot to tell you. Eugene picked up the parchment on the floor and handed it to Kenny, "This parchment was copied from an ancient book, and it was on the page of Transfiguration, so I brought it with me." ”

"Did you translate that too?" Kenny flipped the parchment over, "Oh, it doesn't look like your handwriting." ”

'You should learn something useful compared to being obsessed with witchcraft, and maybe I shouldn't have taught you this damn thing.' Winnie, you belong to Nippur, you belong to .....'

"This seems to be a fragment..... Kenny pinched his beard and looked at Eugene, "Is there only this one in the entire ancient book?"

"Yes, my lord. Eugene replied.

Kenny answered, handing the first page of translation to Allen, along with the fragment.

"What a ..... Magical sorcery!" Alan sighed as he looked at the translator, "You only need to look at it with your eyes, and you can transform into everything." He stretched out his finger and tapped on the table, "Hey, selbald, guess the lion and tiger can also transmogrify?"

"What's wrong with you?" said Allen, frowning. He saw Selsey's face lying there, his eyes fixed on the half of the parchment he was holding in his hand.

"No..... It's nothing. Sersi smiled unnaturally, then picked up the silver glass on the table and leaned back in his chair.

"Heather..... Ink Grass ..... Yellow..... Deer horns..... Elixir, Xianhuang ..... Damn, what the hell are you writing?" Kenny asked, pointing to the bottom of the translation on the second page.

"I'm sorry, my lord, this is a note I wrote, I forgot to cut it!" Eugene hurriedly took out a bottle of potion from the wide robe and put it on the table, "At the end of the transfiguration and witchcraft chapter, there is a potion to restrain this kind of witchcraft, and since the introduction is too long, and it only records how the potion is made, I just note the name of the medicine and the temperature of the fire. He pointed to the pale green potion on the table, "This is the bottle, it's already been made, but I can't experiment with it, and I don't know if it works." ”

"Oh....." Kenny picked up the potion on the table and looked at it, "Good work." ”

"My pleasure, my lord!" said Eugene, bowing.

"Hey!" Alan on the side patted Sersi who closed his eyes tightly, "What are you thinking?"

Sersi put down his glass and rubbed his eyes. "These bodies, of course. He said, "Aren't you scared at all?"

"Scared?" Alan blinked, "you volunteered to be the first to walk up, but you didn't see anything you had to do with the word. ”

"That's in front of the soldiers, if you were the regimental commander, would you show cowardice in front of your own soldiers?" said Sersi as he looked at the several dried corpses in front of him, "What's more, if I knew that these guys would be resurrected, I wouldn't be the first to be hanged!"

Alan lifted his chin and raised an eyebrow, "You've been in Nipur City for so many years, haven't you seen a living dead like this?"

"Nope. Sersi replied without hesitation, "If there were, the city of Nipur would have been in chaos a long time ago." ”

"What about transfiguration sorcery?" Alan asked.

"In .....," Sersi hesitated for a second, "..... Isn't it written in that ancient book? It came from the Convent of the Sisters of Follet, but I had never seen a witch come out of that ghost place. I've already told you about it before. ”

"Lord Allen, Captain Sercy. Eugene's words interrupted the discussion. "There are still some affairs in the seminary, so I'll go back first. He bowed and left.

The heavy oak door slowly closed, and Kenny held his forehead and handed Alan another sheepskin translation before falling into deep thought.

"Judging by the countless failures, the spirit should be more concentrated in the prefrontal lobe, and the transfiguration you are witnessing..... Damn, it doesn't seem to be anything useful. Alan muttered, dropping two pieces of parchment on the table.

"Definitely. Kenny propped his forehead, "Except for Winnie....."

Sersi's heart tugged at again, and he was eager to see what was written on that piece of paper.

He had just been peeping in, perhaps because of his nervousness, and he only caught a glimpse of her name. But it might be enough, for he knew in his mind that the woman he was chasing in the alley that day was Winnie.

She's back..... (To be continued.) )