Roman turned to return to the cabin when he saw Mr. Grebe standing not far behind him, as if looking at the fleeing pirate ship in the distance.

"Mr. Greby, how did you get to the deck?"

As soon as Roman finished asking, he realized that he had asked a stupid question.

At this time, the deck was already crowded with passengers, all of whom had heard the noise and cries after hearing about the encounter with the pirate ship, and came out to observe the situation.

Looking at the chaotic surroundings, Mr. Greby didn't say anything, and after the two returned to the cabin together, Roman told him in detail about the situation he had just encountered with pirates.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Grabby did not panic, but glanced thoughtfully at Roman, and then said half-jokingly:

"It's not like a fight."

Roman didn't really care about that.

If he really fought just now, the pirate's bounty, extraordinary traits, and loot, he wouldn't care much about the bonus entrusted by the mission.

The two chatted for a while, and the ship sped forward as if it were still being chased by pirates.

Well, it's just Roman's delusion.

The passenger ship was indeed turning forward quickly, but the course changed slightly for fear of encountering the fleet of the "Immortal King" again, and the power of the ship itself was limited, far inferior to the luxury passenger liner that Roman had taken before.

So I arrived at my destination a little later than planned.

By the time Roman arrived at the port of Tuscat, it was late at night on Wednesday.

Since there is no regeneration, Roman has not continued to investigate Mr. Graby's true identity, true strength, and whether there is a craftsman behind it.

After receiving the final payment, he left with his suitcase and prepared to head to the Black Raspberry Bar to find Sothos. Yang.

Didn't notice Mr. Graby's expression as he took Roman away.

Noticing Roman, I'm afraid he won't stay either.

Following the familiar path, Roman made his way to the Black Raspberry Bar.

There have been a few voyages, and Roman has come to Tuscat, but that was a long time ago.

Roman arrives at the Black Raspberry Bar, which is not much different from Olavi's Adventurers' Mutual Aid headquarters, and Roman expertly makes his way to the second floor of the bar.

The second floor of the bar was much quieter than the omission was still brightly lit, the gas lights were dim and the lights flickered, and Roman seemed to see the shadow of the room at the end of the hallway.

Something is wrong......

Roman knows Sothos. Jan's character is not a person who talks about pomp and circumstance, and he will never place so many bodyguards outside the door......

With caution, Roman slowly approached and found that the black shadows were bodyguards, but wandering undead creatures!

And they also saw Roman, but they did not attack Roman, as if they were ordered by something to do at the door, and could not move.

That's not right......

Roman had never heard of Sothos. Jan possesses abilities or extraordinary items in the realm of the undead.

In order to deal with the necromantic creatures, Roman pulled the "psychic blade" from his waist and held it in his hand.

At this moment, Sothos. Suddenly there was a whisper in Young's room.

The language that the living could not understand at that time was the "language of the dead."

Roman, who was holding the "Psychic Blade", understood the meaning of the language, and did not hesitate to condense a Dawn Long Sword.

"Storm of Light!"

A dawn-like light suddenly lit up, starting from Roman's sword and spreading all the way forward.

The necromantic creature that had been placed as a guard at the door of the room gradually dissolved in the morning light.

And that seemed to alarm someone in the room.

Bang!

Roman brandished his sword and opened the door, and saw Sothoth. Jan was lying on the ground, and in front of him stood a thin man, whispering.

Just about to condense the fireball to rescue Sotos lying on the ground. Yang

Roman's spiritual intuition suddenly frantically warned, and along with the spiritual vigilance, Roman rolled backwards and retreated some distance.

Rumble!

I saw that a "figure" suddenly appeared in the place where Roman was just standing.

Roman stared at it, and saw that it was a necromantic creature with a strange face.

It was tall, much taller than Roman.

It resembles a cyan curly-haired baboon, but its face is covered in brown mucus, and the area that should be in the eyes has long black hair.

Instead, his stout arms were full of open eyes.

Two of the "giant hands" each have a vertical eye, and at this time, the palms of both hands are forward, and the vertical eyes are blinking, staring in the direction of Roman.

It's also ugly......

Before Roman could complain, his spiritual intuition sensed the danger, and he turned sideways again, dodging the incoming attack.

Roman tries to control the necromantic creature with a "psychic blade".

However, this caught the attention of the thin man over there, and he turned to look at Roman, and there was no movement, but the blue curly-haired baboon's attack on Roman became more intense.

"Necromantic Master"?

Roman had some guesses in his heart, but how could his own control not affect this blue-gray curly-haired baboon at all?

Since it didn't work, Roman stopped trying, and this was not the time to think about the reason.

Roman put away the "psychic blade" and drew his cane in his left hand.

Capture the thief and capture the king first.

Since this enemy is capable of controlling necromancy, Roman is in Sothoth. When Yansk is in danger and does not know whether he is alive or dead, the best option is to attack the enemy's body directly, bypassing the strange necromantic creatures he has summoned.

Flash!

Storm of Light!

An intense light lit up in the small, dimly lit room, causing a certain amount of trauma to the necromantic creature next to it, and it was also a serious blow to the skinny man.

The "Storm of Light" can not only injure evil spirits and undead creatures, but can also directly tear the human body apart, causing trauma on the physical level.

That enemy's physical strength was obviously not high.

He let out a scream, as if he didn't expect Roman to suddenly flash to his side and attack his body.

Just now, Roman wielded his sword and short blade, and wrestled with the curly-haired baboon-like necromantic creature that gave him an illusion.

Of course, Roman, who has a lot of combat experience, will not miss this good opportunity, and will continue to flash and continue to attack the enemy with the long sword formed by the morning light and the "storm of light".

At the same time, it no longer stays where it is, allowing the necromantic creature to miss its attack, and also making the enemy's possible "Words of the Dead" lose its target.

The small room was already filled with morning light, and the undead creatures summoned were badly damaged, and even the curly-haired baboons given by the Admiral were not badly damaged.

Brnak didn't expect that the task would be complicated, and most importantly, he also suffered a serious injury.

Not only could the tasks assigned by the admiral not be completed, but even his life was in danger.

At this moment, Brnack's heart began to retreat.