"Can your name be found in the Book of the Dead?" Cassifer said.

Char floated in the air, quietly looking at the place where he had just met the Grim Reaper, and muttered softly.

"He's already checked ....."

"What?" Cassifer asked, a little confused.

Char smiled and didn't answer the question, but said, "I learned a lot about this world today, and I also met a new friend. ”

"Are you coming back next?" Cassivah asked.

Char raised his head and looked at the sun hanging high in the sky, "There is still some time, let's go and meet that kid one last time." ”

......

"Whew~"

Sebas breathed a sigh of relief, it was always reassuring to return to Tartarus in the Underworld, this was his home base, and there was no safer place for him than here.

He looked around, it was a town that looked very similar to the rest of the world, with wooden row houses, bluestone pavement, and even street lighting, and some horse-drawn carriages coming and going on the streets, but there was a little more mist.

The people on the street were also a little unpleasant, pale like zombies, and some people in black robes like him walked the streets.

"Sebas, you should be on duty in the human world now, why did you go back to the underworld?"

A voice came from behind him, Sebas turned his head, and a man in a rococo-style suit stood behind him, holding some papers in his hands, looking about thirty years old, his hair was meticulously groomed, and his clothes were not wrinkled at all, looking very delicate.

"Mr. Thangka." Sebas saluted him respectfully, apparently the man in front of him was of a higher rank than him.

Then, he pointed to the nightmare he was carrying on his shoulder and said, "I took a nightmare from earth and brought it back to be judged in hell. ”

"A nightmare caught in the world?" Thangka opened his eyes slightly, then looked at what was on Sebas's shoulder, "This is rare, Tartarus hasn't seen anything run out in two hundred years." ”

"I was surprised, too." Sebas said.

"It should have someone to answer in the world." Thangka thought for a moment.

After a pause, he said, "However, the world of the living is not under our jurisdiction, so it would be good to let the people of the Inquisition interrogate it properly and then monitor it." ”

"Yes, I understand." Sebas nodded in response.

Then, he looked at the documents in the thangka with some curiosity, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Don't mention it." Thangka sighed and said, "The Great Death has awakened. ”

Sebas looked at Thangka with some astonishment, the Great Grim Reaper they were talking about was the real Grim Reaper.

"Hasn't the Great Death been asleep for nearly three hundred years? How did you suddenly wake up today? ”

"I don't know." Thangka shook his head and said with a solemn face, "But according to the Great Death, it seems that he heard someone calling for him. ”

Sebas suddenly remembered the way Char had called the Great Grim Reaper by his name before, and his expression was a little subtle.

It can't be such a coincidence....

"Who is it?" Sebas asked.

But Thangka shook his head, "The Great Death said He didn't know either, but he felt a heavy sense of fatalism that reminded him of how he felt in the past when he was called by the three goddesses of fate.

I don't know who it is, but it must be an important presence.

The Great Death was anxious right now, and he felt that the being must have something important calling him.

So, He now asked me to bring to Him all the important events that have taken place in these three hundred years. ”

"That's a lot." Sebas said.

Thangka sighed again, paused, and asked suspiciously, noticing Sebas's expression.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Sebas shook his head and said, "Then I'll send it to the Inquisition." ”

After so many years at the bottom, Sebas knows the way of survival of a small person, that is, don't worry about what you shouldn't take care of, and do your own thing.

He can't afford to provoke the Great Death, he can't afford to provoke that existence, and the best thing is to act like he doesn't know anything.

Thangka nodded, "Then hurry up." ”

With that, Thangka walked to the end of the street with the papers.

Watching the thangka fade away, Sebas, who had been silent, let out a long breath, and he also strode to the no-man's corner of the town, he threw the nightmare on his shoulder to the ground, and at the same time controlled the chains to slowly retreat, revealing the nightmare's head.

After being unchained from his head, Nightmare twisted his head and yelled at Sebas.

"You idiot! Are you Grim Reapers!?

The wizard you just met raised a demon! Demon!

He's also breaking the rules, and you should go get him for that too! ”

Sebas grabbed the chain in one hand and kicked him in the face, scolding in anger.

"Shut up! You ignorant bug.

What do you think the person you met!? ”

The nightmare was stunned, "That man isn't a wizard?" ”

"Huh." Sebas looked at the nightmare and smiled disdainfully, "His name is not on the Book of the Dead, do you think he is a wizard?" ”

Nightmare's pupils contracted slightly, and he lost his mind and whispered, "No.... It can't be, and if so, how can I possibly escape from the hands of such an being?

Unless...."

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, his face changed, and he began to close his mouth and not say a word.

Sebas was keenly aware of the nightmare's silence and immediately asked.

"Unless what?"

Nightmare remained silent.

Sebas thought for a moment, and suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, "Unless, that person deliberately let you be caught by me in Hades, right?" ”

The nightmare didn't answer, but the more Sebas thought about it, the more reasonable it became, and he looked at the nightmare carefully and muttered in a low voice.

"You have a message in you that he wants to convey to Hades, or rather.... You should have the rest of the secrets on you. ”

Sebas lowered his head, looked at the still silent nightmare, and smiled disdainfully: "You can be silent, but the judgment is all about the way to make you speak." ”

As he spoke, he lifted his hand, the chains wrapped around his head again, and he carried the nightmare once more to the corner of town.