"May your soul be guided by the Guide of the Eternal Sleep......"

The old man stood beside the corpse, and his words stopped inexplicably. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's wrong, Odd?"

A boy who looked to be only seven or eight years old stepped out of the shadows behind the old man, his vicissitudes of life revealed his actual age with his eyes full of vicissitudes in the sunlight.

The "boy" walked quickly to the old man's side, stood on tiptoe and patted the old man's shoulder, like a generous brother comforting the depressed brother.

However, the difference in appearance between the two makes his behavior seem rather frivolous and casual, and he does not show what he wants to express at all.

After carefully measuring the height difference between the two, the "boy" had a childlike annoyance on his face, and he glanced at the "hateful" old man, and said angrily: "You can't even remember the eulogy? ”

The old man sighed and turned around helplessly, his dark green eyes revealing his undead identity.

"Not yet, Ryan. For us as undead, the form of the body does not have any real effect. And even if I'm really old, I won't be able to remember the eulogy that 'grows' on my lips. It's you, and such a childish performance tends to make me ignore the fact that you are a ghost who has lived for thousands of years. ”

For the undead, especially the powerful ones, the word "aging" never manifests itself in them, because the general flow of time means nothing to them. As it happens, Odd and Ryan are one of them.

Of course, Ryan understands this, but the habit of bickering between the two has lasted for hundreds of years, and this kind of sarcasm can only be regarded as an appetizer before dinner.

"Don't you know why I stopped praying?"

Odd looked at Ryan, who was walking towards the shadows, and asked in a serious tone.

"I don't know. ”

Ryan stopped, and gave Odd a big smile back.

"Then I'll tell you, this corpse ......"

"I don't want to know. ”

"You ......"

Odd's dark green eyes had flames flickering, and he was really angry. And Rien's expression also became serious, and his eyes, which were originally unremarkable, also glowed with turquoise brilliance.

"His soul is gone. ”

Odd shouted the words out in a deep voice.

"What does that have to do with you?"

"I ......"

"We are 'the ones who tell the dead,' not the 'messengers of justice,' and we are not meddlers. ”

Ryan's words made Odd fall into deep thought, "Tell the dead" is a group of messengers who volunteer to help the souls of the people go to the underworld, as for the search for the missing souls in the corpses and the masterminds behind them, it is not their job, even if the dead man is an earl.

In fact, it is not uncommon for corpses sent to cemeteries to have no souls left. Because they may have gone to the kingdom of God in which they believe in gods, or something else has happened.

Odd had encountered many of these things, and he hadn't investigated them in any way, but this one was different because the deceased was the lord of the Morte Lord, the Earl of Bronck.

Odd wanted to find out about it, not because of Bronck's status as an earl, but because he was angry at the ruthlessness of the people behind the scenes. Bronque, Monlo, Bell...... The entire Morte family was wiped out because of his methods, not to mention the two children among the dead.

Having known Odd for so many years, Ryan knows a lot about this friend's personality and naturally understands what he is thinking. He glanced at the thoughtful Odd and explained in a calm tone, "Bell is not his hand, because the child's soul is still there, and you should know that." ”

"Of course I know that it was I who sent that child's soul to the underworld. However, this does not mean that it was not his hand, maybe he instructed others to do it?"

"You seem to be hostile to the young man?"

"Why can't I?"

"Of course you can't, because you're the 'sue for the dead'!"

"I ......"

"We are able to implement the concept of mentors so calmly today, not only because of people's respect for mentors, but also because of the neutrality of our position. No matter what the forces are, we can't get involved, as long as it's not the demons of the abyss, we have to stay quietly outside the stage!"

"But ......"

"Nothing but that, remember, you are not representing yourself, but our 'sue for the dead' group, don't bury the efforts of the guides and the efforts of the pioneers because of your so-called mercy!"

"I see. ”

Odd bowed with his forehead to his chest, showing his respect to his friend.

Although the two often quarrel and tease on weekdays, but in business, Odd never goes beyond the slightest. Not only because the identity of his friend is higher in the group of "Tell the Dead", but also because of the highest combat power that the life below gold that he represents can achieve - "Legend".

Untying the knot, Odd took down a porcelain basin filled with dew from a nearby shelf, and then dipped white gauze in the dew to rub Bronck's cheeks.

This is to give the deceased's life a dignified end, and whether he was poor or rich, evil or good, he can be respected in the face of death.

At this time, Rien also regained his liveliness just now, he looked at his busy friend, and continued to tease him with words: "I didn't expect you to figure it out so quickly this time, I thought I would have to persuade you for a long time." ”

Odd ignored the noisy Ryan and continued his ritual, a muffled prayer coming out of his mouth, as if the clamming Ryan had never existed.

After a long time, Aode, who had finished all the rituals, slowly answered the other party's question just now. But it was clear that this attitude of ignorance did not satisfy Ryan, and he continued to provoke: "Don't you care about the whereabouts of their souls? An evil that steals the souls of others is lurking in the Morte Territory, and you are indifferent? Oh~~~ The guide is above, you are really a ruthless undead. ”

Odd looked at Ryan with a twitching face, and replied angrily: "There are too many guys who steal other people's souls, do I want to destroy all the evil necromancers for this? ”

Hearing Odd say this, Ryan let go of the worries in his heart. He knew that his friend had completely thought about it and wouldn't do anything embarrassing.

However, since he has found that the other party has been provoked by himself, it is natural to take advantage of the victory to chase after him. Just as he was about to say something, the distant movement drew the attention of both of them.

"Salute?"

Odd looked at Ryan and asked uncertainly.

The lord's funeral has not yet been held, this is the salute set off by the guy who is not afraid of death, I am afraid that such an act is not wronged on the gallows, right?

"It seems to have come from some of the Moult family's estates, and it should be some kind of ceremony. ”

Ryan spoke out the results of his mental power detection.

This kind of thing can be done by Odd, but it must not be as secretive as Ryan did. So in order not to cause some unnecessary trouble, he has been quietly staying in the cemetery, like an ordinary old man.

"Ritual?"

Odd asked rhetorically again, a look of astonishment flashed across his face, and he glanced at the former lord of the Morte Lord, who was lying there quietly, with pity, and sighed, "This is really unpredictable. ”

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