The convoy from South Los was long gone, and only the flattened barren grass on one side of the road and the large expanse of blood seemed to be telling the story of a 'psychic medium' who had just killed a hundred people with a sword.

A figure sneakily emerged from the wild grass on one side.

Even if you are wearing a face scarf, you can understand the horror of the other party just by looking at the exposed eyes.

As the 'Mystic Man' who is eyeing the legacy of the 'Hilter Tower', he has been following these spies - in the heart of this 'Mystic Man', he intends to sit back and take advantage of the fisherman's power.

This 'mysterious person' can see that these spies will never be honest in their duties.

In fact, this is also true.

It's just that......

Halfway through Arthur was killed.

Although he was far away just now, this 'mysterious person' still clearly saw the horror of that sword, and when he really stood on the barren grass that was flattened by that sword, he had a personal experience.

'Song of Death. Flower Sky Crazy Bone. Break......

Terrible swordsmanship! ’

Looking at the red-stained dirt and putting himself in the shoes of those spies, the 'mysterious side' began to sweat on his forehead.

Can't hide!

Can't hide from it!

If you slash it with a sword, you will definitely die!

It's absolutely impossible to face Arthur head-on. Credos!

Even if you have to face the opposite side directly, you can't let this 'spirit medium' out of the sword!

Such a thought came to the heart of this 'mysterious person'.

At the same time, such thoughts also appeared in the minds of the remaining peepers.

They were all like the 'mystical side', putting themselves in the shoes of the spies, and then quickly came to such conclusions.

Every peep shook their heads and sighed.

Every peep subconsciously looked at the grave.

They recognized Arthur's strength.

But it was precisely because of this recognition that they shifted their attention from the legacy of the original 'Hilt Tower' to Arthur's.

What do they want to get the clue to 'Hilt Tower'?

To be strong!

So if you can peek into the secret of Arthur's power, it's the same!

Even, it's more convenient and safer!

Because, there is no need to face Arthur!

So, the peeper stared at the grave bag.

Maybe there are more clues on those corpses?

Maybe I can get a glimpse or two out of it?

As long as I get a glimpse or two, I can become as powerful as that 'medium'!

That's what almost every peep thinks.

They have tremendous faith.

They always think of themselves as special.

Even some of these peepers are already thinking that as long as they peek into Arthur's powerful secrets, they will be able to defeat Arthur and take advantage of the inheritance of 'Hilter Tower'!

The conceited, blind and foolish.

The peeps who had come out of hiding stared at each other, slowly moving their feet closer to the burial bag, and when the first man began to dig, the rest of them scrambled to do so.

Everyone digs with all their might, with swords, daggers, and bare-hands.

Whew, whew!

The sound of heavy breathing joined in unison.

Not tired, but excited.

The rich vitality gathered in such a breath, and quickly reached the critical point where Arthur set the [Cave of Death] -

The two Death Caves on a corpse hidden within the grave pack were activated almost simultaneously.

After one [Death Cave] released the [Death Flame] and burned the corpses in the grave bag, he offered all the death qi to the [Death Qi Slash] in the other [Death Cave]!

Airplanes!

In the crisp sound of the sword, a rich dead air filled the surroundings.

The peeps who were digging immediately sensed that something was wrong.

Immediately, these digging peeps were about to retreat.

But, it's late.

They're fast.

But the sword qi is faster.

An arc-shaped pure white sword qi shot out from the tomb bag, and it swept over the bodies of these people in an instant.

Poof, poof!

It's almost a recreation of the previous scene where he was cut in half.

These peepers have long since lost their previous greed and conceit, and they are only left to wail.

Then, a scroll rolls down from the grave bag.

The untied reel unfolds as it rolls down.

I saw that it was written in scarlet font -

Disturb the sleep of the dead, die!

Words, written with fingers.

In the scarlet, every word is full of inexplicable ominousness, and anyone who sees it will feel uneasy, especially the dead word is as if it is cursed.

Or rather......

There really is a curse!

Looking at this word, those peeps who hid deeper and did not show their heads quickly retreated.

This scene was seen by Fokine.

Just a few minutes later, Arthur's figure reappeared.

The young 'psychic' looked at the corpse on the ground helplessly, and the compassion in his eyes was a little more.

"Greed is poison, it destroys your soul and makes you lose yourself in the chase for power."

With a soft sigh, the young 'medium' once again began to soothe the souls of the deceased—

Compared to just getting some money before.

This time the harvest is much more abundant.

Fifteen scrolls, even if they are low-level scrolls like 'Flaming Arrows' and 'Ice Arrows', as long as a small part is taken out, their value is far more than the sum of the previous money gains.

6 bottles of low-level healing potions, Arthur also did not refuse.

The only thing that Arthur regrets is that there is not a single arcane item.

It is clear that such peepers are still trash fish.

Immediately, Arthur was full of anticipation.

He is looking forward to the next actors who will appear on stage.

Therefore, he was full of gratitude to let these 'mysterious people' settle in the ground, and at the same time, he once again wrote the words 'disturb the sleep of the deceased, die', and attached a [Little Curse Technique] to the [Cave of Death].

Unlike before, it was written with the help of [Hand of Nothingness] and quietly put into the grave bag.

This time Arthur wrote it above board and put it in a new small grave bag.

Then, Arthur stood in front of the two graves, one large and one small, and whispered blessings to the dead.

To make a play, it is natural to do a full set!

To wash your feet, of course, you have to go up to the third floor!

Arthur didn't know if anyone would peep here, but what he wanted to do was that even if someone peeked into this, he would only see a compassionate young upright, simple and kind 'medium'.

By the time Arthur returned to the convoy, the convoy was already close to 'Ymir Manor'.

"Is there really anyone disturbing the rest of the dead?"

Edwin, who was driving, looked at Arthur, whose coat was stained with mud, his brow furrowed, and anger flashed in his eyes.

"They have been duly punished -

In the face of death, everyone is equal. ”

Arthur sighed softly.

As for the fact that he destroyed the grave bag and set up a situation with the corpses in the grave bag?

It's not the same!

He's for protection!

The starting point is different, so naturally it doesn't count, does it?

"May they sleep in peace!"

Edwin immediately guessed what was going to happen to the guys, to which the driver didn't say anything more, and the rest of the road went extremely well.

When the convoy reached the mountain stream of Ymir's Manor, Edwin began to direct the convoy to camp temporarily.

A one-man carriage can barely enter a mountain stream, but a pallet cart that pulls goods cannot.

So, they had to carry out the large amount of munitions and load them onto the trucks.

And it will take at least a day.

After all, there were twenty little emperor cannons among them—and these were the most important and laborious things.

Edwin began arranging for the carrying of arms, the procurement of food, and the men of the vigil.

And at this time, the team leaders in Edwin and the team, who were arranging things for his subordinates, suddenly heard the young 'spirit medium' say-

"It's coming!"

(End of chapter)