A sleek skeleton slowly appeared behind Todd, carrying two daggers in his hands.

Mr. Sa: "Damn, why are you running naked?" ”

Teacher Xia: "Hehe, the vampire vine is a half-magical creature, and it can't be too far away from the manor. Anyway, your tracking skills are not bad, how many levels are there? ”

Mr. Sa said proudly: "Level 9! Not to mention that his half-elf hunter footprints are smaller than others, even if he walks on the snow without a trace, I can smell it and find it. ”

"Mr. Niu, Mr. Sa, how did you practice the ninth-level tracking technique? You shouldn't have been lying on the ground and touching your footprints all these years, right? ”

Mr. Sa smiled: "If you are like me and have all the hunting evidence of the three major forests, you also have this level of tracking skills, you still have to rely on traps to catch the big horned beasts, buddy, a camouflage suit and a binding arrow are enough." ”

When the two brag, Dylan and Selima arrived quickly.

Seeing the two skeletons stunned in place, Dylan felt a little better.

That guy's undead aren't always smart, and he looks pretty stupid now.

"Take the captives and come with me." He said.

"What is he talking about?" Mr. Sa asked.

"You don't care about him, he doesn't understand it anyway, so it's better if he can't hear it."

Dylan was a little confused and said it again, but the two still didn't react.

It stands to reason that such a spiritual skeleton shouldn't be...... That's how he usually communicates when he sees Heine?

Selima was obviously impatient, and she stepped forward and picked up Todd and turned around and walked away like a chicken.

The two skeletons followed.

"It turned out that the order was to follow the captive...... No wonder it doesn't work. ”

Dylan was stunned.

…

Returning home from the main entrance, Dylan first glanced at the burns on the wall.

He then followed the route of Jason's group from the burned-out first-floor lobby to the second-floor hallway.

He carefully observed each corpse.

Equipment items, bone strength, cause of death......

The more he looked, the more frightened he became.

He eventually came to a conclusion that he did not want to admit:

If it weren't for Heine and his skeletons, he wouldn't have been able to stop the group.

Even if Matt Gityl and Hunter Gityl are there, the blood puppets are intact and may not be able to defend them.

Unless all of his two hundred blood servants and serfs were present, the battle would be made suspenseless due to the nature of the necromancer.

But if that's the case, the enemy will certainly not stupidly rush over and send him to his death.

The most terrifying thing about Githil Manor is not a necromancer who is about to be level four.

Rather, such an evil being has more than two hundred servants who obey his orders.

It can be said that the leader of the other party has done nothing wrong.

He first broke the castle's magical shell at any cost.

In this way, even if they attack it, they will not be sealed in the castle and can evacuate at any time.

Then they huddled all the way to detect and disarm traps and traps.

The corridor is directly brute-forced, and the formation is always intact.

In the end, however, this was the result......

Admittedly, he has almost emptied his family, but he can use those props by himself, will this be the result?

Is this really the free play of those three undead?

Or did Heine do something about it without telling herself?

He looked up at the ceiling, where there was blood from the vampire vines crawling.

Why is it that a stealthy skeleton can climb on top of the opponent's head without being detected?

Why?

Dylan Githil doesn't understand.

He only felt a chill all over his body.

……

In the hallway, Heine was repairing the wounds of a sheep catcher.

Being an MT is really stressful.

Jason and several of his henchmen began their death throes at the end.

However, due to the power of dedication, they didn't dare to come in and bathe under the cautery like Jason, so they could only release cold arrows from a distance.

As a result, they all died, but pierced the armor and broke two of the sheep's ribs.

If they had gnawed the hard bone of Brother Yang at the beginning, the battle situation might have been different.

But they are not military men after all.

Dylan picked up Jason's sword, and a faint green light lit up in his hand, which was purified by the light on the sword as soon as he got closer.

"The power of judgment?" He couldn't help but scoff.

Whom will be judged?

That fourth-level Holy Light Affinity skeleton "warrior"?

He checked the equipment of several people around him, especially Jason's armor, and was amazed.

"Is it valuable?" Heine asked.

"I'm afraid this armor with at least two primary enchantments will cost about 50 gold coins, and as for weapons, I found a total of ten light judgment powers, and each one will cost 10 gold coins."

Heine couldn't help but wonder, "What is the origin of this group of people, so well equipped?" ”

"Excellent?"

As if Dylan had heard a big joke, he picked up the sword:

"The material cost of this sword is less than 1 silver coin, and the armor is less than 5 silver coins, which is still calculated in it.

"Let's put it this way, the furniture that this group of mercenaries broke in the hall on the first floor may have added up to more than 200 gold coins.

"Do you still think they're well-equipped?"

Heine couldn't help frowning: "But there are still enchanted ......"

"That's the fundamental reason why I say it's not good."

Dylan's tone mocked:

"All minor enchantments are mass-produced garbage, and primary enchantments are only slightly better than garbage.

"It's ridiculous that we can only buy this garbage, and we have to pay a lot of money for it."

Heine could hear a strong resentment in his tone and the feeling of a broken jar.

"Why?" He couldn't help but ask.

"That's how I ...... back then"

“？ Why are you waiting for me?? ”

Dylan was stunned for a moment, then smiled weirdly.

"Sorry, it wasn't intentional this time, really. But I did ask the same question back then. My father didn't know the details, he only told me that magic equipment was much cheaper to buy from elves, even if they hated us and would double the price, but it was still cheap. ”

Heine was stunned for a moment, and then remembered two things in succession.

The "newborn" dagger was auctioned for 10 gold coins by the Lion King Trading House.

That's a fifth-level wanderer's weapon......

And the fiery sword he got from the elven captives was only sold for 1 gold and 50 silver.

Looking at it this way, the price difference between the elven equipment and the magic equipment in the Silver Bazaar is directly by one digit......

He hurriedly told Dylan these two things, but-

"Are you asking me?"

Dylan looked at him with caring eyes.

It's like saying "I haven't already answered you".

Okay, when I didn't ask.

Heine pointed to Jason on the ground:

"Is this guy a paladin too? Why is it so much weaker than Olsewell? ”

He cared more about the "bulk paladin" mentioned by the trio than about the equipment.

"He was not baptized and served as a vessel of light, not a spokesman."

Heine was stunned: "The same is true of other transcendents?" ”

"All the same, only by joining a similar temple can one be favored by the gods, and thus be blessed to be the spokesperson of some kind of power, and the power is almost endless, but it is qualitatively differentiated.

"The Holy Light is said to come from the power of the sun, so a paladin is the embodiment of invincibility when he bathes in the sun.

"The necromancer was banished from the Shadow Sanctuary for this reason, we only want power, not surrender."

Heine pouted: "Although Your Excellency is in a difficult situation, it always sounds quite chic. ”

Dylan is clearly immune to this teasing.

"We're bringing back a live mouth." He said.

Heine knew about it for a long time, but he still feigned surprise.

"Where?"

"In the cellar."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dylan suddenly looked at him strangely.

"You're 'plundering' again?"

Heine nodded.

This experience adds up to almost as much as Olsewell gave.

And after communicating with Yuan Ling, he seems to have opened his mind.

It's like a foreign language learner who has been immersed in the corresponding language environment for a while and suddenly comes to his senses.

He didn't need to be dominated by strong emotions to allocate a part of his excess experience to Mr. Sa.

After that, I also upgraded myself, and I still have a lot of experience.

He faintly felt the doorway.

He can't level up until all summons are upgraded, and each undead level up with an increase in his experience limit.

When there is only one undead left, you can basically level up at the same time.

This is also reasonable, after all, his experience comes from the undead, and one more means one more way to gain experience.

It's too buggy if you don't have this limitation.

"Not so intense this time, though, and I've strengthened my undead with this power...... Do you think it has something to do with the strength of the preded object? He continued.

I knew I wouldn't get an answer, but I just wanted to ask.

After all, someone is listening.

Dylan shook his head: "I don't know, you can do your own research, I'm going to clean up the battlefield." ”

With that, he tapped his eyebrows, then shook his staff.

The corpses in the corridor slowly rose from the ground, stripping those who stripped their clothes, and those who carried weapons took their weapons.

Is this how necromancers clean up the battlefield?

Heine was envious.

But Dylan frowned.

It's stupid.

This group of skeletons is not at all comparable to Heine's undead.

The more you watch, the more angry you get!

……

in the cellar.

A bucket of cold water was poured down, and Todd came to his senses.

What caught my eye was the rotten and stiff faces of Jason and several seniors in the group.

In the cold, dim light, they look extraordinarily oosing.

Todd was instantly frightened and peed his pants, and he explained everything tremblingly without much coercion.

His name is Todd, a half-elf from the lumberyards in the eastern suburbs.

He is from the Roaring Mercenary Regiment, and the leader of the group is called Jason.

They accepted the commission of the Lion King Trading Company.

The intermediary was Heine's old acquaintance, Simon.

The commission was to "sweep" the Githiler estate and kill Heine Heinrich.

The reward is 200 gold coins, and half of the deposit is paid in advance in the form of enchanting and equipping weapons.

All of them are produced by Lion King Trading Company, and the quality is guaranteed.

That's all the information, and there's no connection to Arthur, George.

They didn't even know that the lord was taken to the Haunted Manor by Arthur.

Everything was business as usual in Ebonwood Town, as if nothing had happened.

However, it is said that on the day of the Feast of Mercy, the lord drank too much wine and fell from his horse at night and broke his head.

That's all.

After hearing this, Heine frowned and looked at him:

"When are you going to reply to each other?"

"I ...... I don't know, but、But it's usually the next day。 ”

Heine looked at Dylan, who waved his hand.

The two carrion corpses take Todd down, and he will be locked up in the box where Matt stored his materials.

Dylan was clearly able to keep a tight grip on his mind and could give instructions in his head.

"The crow didn't notice any observers around, maybe they were hidden enough." He said.

Then he asked, "What is the reason why George was plotted?" ”

Heine sighed, and then recounted the conversation they had in the study that night.

He apparently failed to restrain himself, and what he might have said that should not have been said on the Day of Mercy was quickly dealt with.

"Those people didn't kill him, they chose this way."

After hearing this, Dylan couldn't help but sneer: "He really didn't inherit half of the wisdom of old George." ”

Heine then remembered that this person was the same age as the Seventh Master.

"So what are you going to do?" Dylan asked again.

Heine looked at the circle in the cellar and remembered the silver spots on George's body.

Suddenly, he asked:

"You said that...... The carrier of memory is the physical body, right? ”