Even with the help of spells, the cold and hard concrete walls were not so easy to hold, and Liqi's hands and feet began to numb for a long time by hanging her body in the air on the wall for a long time.

In the midst of the paralysis, a dull pain also came from the limbs that were clinging to the wall. Lizzie felt uncomfortable, but she couldn't give them a break. Because the pain that comes from every place is almost the same, a little laxity may be exchanged for the complete disintegration of the spell.

However, the strategy of hiding here was successful, so it was worth it even if the limbs were a little uncomfortable - Lizzie was mentally prepared to knock them all down, but she didn't expect that the small space above the staircase would become a blind spot for all those who came after her.

Suspicious, they carefully examined every corner of the hall, but forgot about what was behind them. The men were either focused on investigating the empty hall, or hurried to follow the footsteps in the darkness, not one of them glancing behind them.

Feeling the growing paralysis coming from the ends of her body, Lizzie discerned the fainter and faintest footsteps in the constant mechanical sound. When she finally heard the footsteps fade away, she let out a silent breath and canceled the spell to stick herself to the wall.

She leaped slightly, her thin body falling under the pull of gravity into the hall that was once again shrouded in darkness. There was no breath of the living around, and the old man and the short and fat doctor had already followed the footsteps of the black-robed man, and they had not seen Lizzie hiding in a fairly obvious position all the time.

"Curt, how's your side?"

Gently shake the limbs to restore the feeling of hands and feet. Lizzie contacted Curt, who was in the infirmary building above, "Your actions seem to have provoked that stinky old man and Humpty Dumpty, who just ran underground...... I'm sure it's connected to the place where they execute their 'plan'. ”

Stinky old man and chunky ...... If the old man and Dr. Humpty Dumpty knew that Lizzie called them that, they would probably be furious. But Lizzie wasn't talking nonsense. She could indeed smell a very slight stench from the old man - which is why she called him "the smelly old man".

The smell emanating from the old man's body was quite slight, and it was even more difficult to distinguish it in the already turbid air. Lizzie only faintly heard it when she passed by him in the infirmary, and this feeling has always remained in Liqi's impression of the old man.

"What do you say...... The two doctors, they're running into the underpass?" Lizzie's words made Curt stunned for a moment, and then he quickly reacted and said, "I didn't expect them to move so fast, but it's good - the more anxious they are." The more favorable the situation is for us. If they can't wait to move on to the so-called 'plan', we can easily catch their tails. ”

If the old man and Dr. Humpty Dumpty thought Curt's remarks were irritated, one of the things they had to do after Curt left was to check if the "plan" they had prepared had been leaked. Curt found nothing in the old man's studio. Then their plans must be buried deep somewhere.

Let the nervous themselves expose the location of the plan, this is the calculation of Curt's side. In other words, if they were calm enough to remain unmoved by Curt's remarks, they would even put the "plan" on hold for the time being. This is the most troublesome situation for Curt's side.

It's just that they don't seem to be calm characters - the old man has paid too much for this plan. Naturally, he could not give up, and as for the short and fat doctor, although he was still cautious, he clearly lacked guts, and even his actions were restrained by the old man.

These two may be very good in ability, but they lack some of the necessary elements.

"That's what you say...... But I always felt that something wasn't quite right. Lizzie nodded, then shook her head again, "I think this thing is a bit too abrupt, these two guys seem to be pawns released by those guys." They want to abandon them to lure us into the bait. ”

Although the progress is quite smooth, it cannot be cautious - said Lizzie at the same time. I was still thinking about the source of the smell on the old man's body. The smell was familiar, but for a moment Lizzie couldn't figure out how to describe it.

As if impressed by the smell, Lizzie frowned and continued, "Also, there was a strange guy who came in before, probably with them. Oddly enough, it smells like a rotting ghoul...... When did Catrice Academy allow ghouls or anything like that to run in? These guys are much more dangerous than monsters. ”

Indeed, the strange stench was somewhat like the stale stench of a rotting corpse crawling out of the dirt through the grave. But on top of that, the breath of that living creature is indelible, and a moving corpse will not have the biological reaction that only so many living people have.

And if it's something that has both characteristics, Lizzie wants to get ghouls first.

Although in lore, ghouls are creatures that appear as demons or undead characters in the dark, they are not monsters in the story. These monsters, with pale skin and hyenas-like heads, are also living creatures living in the southern desert of the old Big 6.

From ancient times to the present day, this creature has often been regarded as a barbaric monster by the surrounding "civilized races". They would raid graves, feed on the flesh of the dead or the uncared for young children in the villages, and lure lost travelers into the desert wastelands to kill and devour them.

In fact, these creatures have their own language and writing, and they also have a certain level of civilization, and they are also a relatively large group in the old Big 6 Desert full of strange races. But at a time when the Lamian serpents could begin to communicate with the other peoples of the Cathars, thousands of miles away, these creatures still clinged to their usual way of life in the desert, raging like murderous monsters.

"How is this possible, let alone the Academy, you must know that the Dominion counts ghouls as high-threat monsters. If the academy could allow ghouls to run in and hang around, I think I'd see a whole bunch of vampires running out on the streets tomorrow night. ”

Sure enough, Curt unthinkingly denied that even in an empire that welcomed heteroracial immigrants, ghouls were seen as dangerous. There are even some people involved who claim that they would rather give zombies or vampires citizenship than ghouls.

Perhaps these "savage and uncivilized creatures" are dozens or hundreds of times worse in the minds of people than mindless puppets or living corpses that sustain life with blood. Recently, Curt had heard that there had been a recent struggle for citizenship by controlling the undead in the Imperial Capital, but he had never heard of anyone trying to help the ghouls who lived on the fringes of civilization become "civilized".

"That's right...... But what would it smell like a ghoul if it weren't for ghouls......." Lizzie was lost in thought, the rancid smell that permeated her nose and hindered her thoughts, "It's like rotting flesh." ”

As soon as she thought of the smell of flesh, Lizzie remembered the tissues that Curt had asked her to analyze—a smell that was still fresh in her memory. The black-robed man who came first had a similar smell on his body, but it was only a small thing before that stench.

"The smell of rotting flesh...... I'm reminded of that strange chimera monster again. I think many of the security officers still remember the smell of it. As if to reassure Lizzie, Curt said in a joking tone, "But I heard Hermia say that the old man had studied the taboo of studying 'artificial lifeforms,' and I don't know if he helped him make that thing." ”

The two are incompatible jokes, and necromancy that uses magic to affect the dead body or soul and a spell that interferes with life are related, but they go in very different directions. In Curt's impression, these two types of researchers have even become rivals because of their differences in ideas.

"Wait a minute...... Why didn't you sue me before?" But Lizzie interrupted Curt's joke and expressed her confusion in a slightly exclamatory voice, "That stinky old man actually studied the field of 'artificial lifeforms'?"

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart, and Curt unintentionally spit out a sentence as a joke, but it makes Lizzie think of many things related to the field of magic in an instant. Her complexion changed, and she continued to spit out a series of questions, and she couldn't even remember the pain in her body.

If you don't know the specifics of a field, you can only use some of the information you know as a daily conversation. However, when these conversations are heard by people with actual knowledge, they are likely to be reassembled into information that can be used effectively.

"You wait there, I have informed Dean François, and our men will arrive shortly. Sensing that Lizzie's reaction had become a little strange, Curt hurriedly said, "It is said that the terrain of the underground passage is very complicated, and if you run around, you will definitely get lost!"

However, Lizzie was not going to listen to Curt's proposal.

"There's no time left - I have a bad premonition, and you'd better move faster. ”

With that, Lizzie immediately lowered her body and rushed towards the passage leading to the darkness, her steps small and thin, and she kept her footsteps as low as possible on the premise of guaranteeing it. Her diminutive body seemed to melt into the dark space, with only a slight silhouette to prove that she was charging forward. (To be continued!)

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