Inside the tent, the gray-haired old man knelt on the ground, his eyes closed.

On the table directly in front of him was a bronze mirror the size of a football.

In the mirror, there is a deep, distorted black vortex in which green streamers are faintly visible.

The old man's head was steaming white as if it had been cooked, condensing into a thread that drilled into the mirror in front of him.

At the same time, he was still making a "debriefing" with a painful expression.

"The lord named George has completely seen through our plans, and he has seen through our misinterpretation of the oracle.

"Not only that, but this invasion of the mountains of Mykara was a complete failure, and they also sent men to form an alliance with the Zanlo.

"Forgive me for my stupidity, I don't understand why the priest named Lloyd Githil would meddle in this.

"I heard that something happened to him now, and his soul must have returned to your kingdom, please instruct me what to do next."

After saying these words in one go, he finally couldn't hold on anymore and collapsed to the ground.

It wasn't his job, he only had level four.

But now that Khattar is dead, it is up to him to do it.

As the connection was severed, the mirror returned to normal as if nothing had happened.

After a short rest, he staggered to his feet and poured himself a glass of water.

"Strange, why didn't you respond......"

He looked at the unresponsive mirror, dazed.

Previously Khattar spoke to the mirror, and there was a response in a few minutes at most.

Worried that his voice was too weak to convey to "that one", he deliberately repeated it three times, and his brain was almost cooked.

But it doesn't seem to be working very well......

Suddenly, there was a tooth-aching cutting sound.

The old man turned around sharply, releasing his perception as if he were facing a great enemy.

A body of crystal clear white bones appeared in his perception.

"??? of the Undead"

He was stunned for a moment, coupled with the exhaustion of his mental power just now, before he could react, the other party had already cut through the tent and got in lightly.

"You-"

"Shut up, I'm my own"

"I'll help you"

Two lines of text formed by the gathering of shadow energy appeared silently.

The old man's pupils shrank suddenly.

Own?

"What own people? I don't understand what you're talking about? ”

That being said, he had let his guard down a bit.

The other party approached the tent unconsciously, and it was easy for this strength to take his own life.

But it didn't.

After waiting for a while, the other party replied:

"For Lord Sanatos"

- Damn, this guy's name is hard to spell.

Teacher Xia complained in his heart.

He thought about it seriously, and at this point in time, the title of Mr. Sa was a god or a king.

Seeing this, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.

It's really my own people.

Coupled with the other party's skeletal identity, there is nothing more fidelity than this.

He was still holding his wand, but he was already sitting on the ground.

"Isn't Lloyd dead?" He asked.

"It's not easy for a level 6 necromancer to die."

"You said you came to help me, what can you help me?"

- Of course, it's for you to use this broken mirror! Look at your usage, I can't send a message for half a day, I'm so anxious!!

Teacher Xia complained wildly in his heart, but he still had to recall the name of this mirror.

But he soon realized that he couldn't spell in lingua franca even if he remembered.

Forget it.

"Help you use this thing, you're not doing it the right way."

He pointed to the mirror.

"I've been here with those guys since daytime, and you're stupid enough to make me want to laugh."

The old man was stunned by the scolding, and his face was a little unbearable.

"My method didn't... No problem, that's how Khattar uses it! ”

"You turn it over and look at the back."

The old man did so in disbelief.

The back of the bronze mirror is a layer of relief, the body of the double-headed snake divides the mirror into two, and the two large mouths of the blood basin are on the left and the right at the bottom.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but be stunned.

He remembered that once, when Hatar was praying for an oracle from Hades, he saw the two snakes spitting out letters from the side......

"But why is there a whirlpool on the mirror, still devouring my spiritual power?" He asked blankly.

- If you give it it, it will definitely eat it.

Teacher Xia was speechless.

The necromancer in the game was recruited by the Shadow Sanctuary and had no access to these items.

It stands to reason that he shouldn't have understood either.

But I've never eaten pork, and I've always seen pigs run.

He had seen the boss use a giant mirror to communicate with Mr. Sa in a certain dungeon.

That mirror is a high-end version, not only can you chat, but you can also summon Sa Zong's servants and skills, which is terrifying.

So the player needs to divide the pawn into two ways.

Large troops attract the boss's attention head-on.

The small troops went through the secret passage to the back of the mirror and shattered the crystals that were powered there.

Although the current version is a low-profile version, the principle should be the same.

"It needs energy"

"I see......"

The old man suddenly realized, and hurriedly turned out two "No. 5 batteries".

As the Charged Stone approached the two snakes, the latter opened its mouth to snatch the stone as if it were alive.

The charging stone disappeared almost instantly, and nothing seemed to happen behind the bronze mirror.

It's just that the two snakes look a little oozing.

The old man thanked Teacher Xia.

By this time, he had dispelled all his concerns.

An undead spirit who knows so well about communicating with the underworld that it definitely looks more like "its own people" than it looks to itself.

He was about to continue the report, when Mr. Xia suddenly said:

"Don't mention my master"

The old man was stunned: "Lloyd? ”

"Yes"

The old man smiled "I understand".

He got it.

Lloyd must have screwed up something, so he sent this skeleton to save face.

He sneered inwardly.

The other party took the life of Khattar, and he did not have any affection for him.

He has learned how to activate the mirror, and when the other person leaves, he will report again.

With that in mind, he returned to his work.

This time, only the matter of "Lord George saw through the plan" was mentioned.

The last bit of mental power was squeezed dry, and he collapsed to the ground, enduring the dizziness in his mind, and barely squeezed out a smile at Teacher Xia.

He saw the skeleton give him a thumbs up.

It's pretty friendly.

He closed his eyes slightly, intending to take a break.

The pain in the brain seems to be gone.

Only a minute later came from the mirror.

The vortex above wriggled for a while, and then a black mist drifted out of it, outlining a line in the air:

"I already know"

- Gan, what is this "read"?

Teacher Xia complained in his heart, but his expectations were disappointed.

In some cutscenes, he'd seen NPCs talking to mirrors, where underworld creatures would often be seen conveying messages from the underworld.

He had prepared the toilet bowl and wanted to "pick up" the other party.

Maybe the old man's level is too low, so the response is just a message.

He looked at the other man, only to see that the guy was dead......

Died of severe mental overdraft.

- Holy, my experience!!

……

……

At the same time, distant Villitas.

Professor Collins hurried out of the conference room and returned to his lodgings.

He closed the door, set up three barriers to keep out the breath, and pulled out a plain mirror from the cabinet.

With a flick of the wand, the mirror squirmed and turned into the bronze mirror that Teacher Xia had just seen.

But it's far more elaborate than that broken mirror.

As soon as the two charged stones were put into the snake's mouth, the mirror surface was like a small pebble being cast on the surface of the lake, and the ripples rippled in circles.

A black mist quietly poured out, and a line of instructions emerged:

"Survey of the Mountainous Regions of Maikala"

The mountains of Maikala?

Collins frowned slightly.

Hasn't this place been proven to be devoid of any anomalies?

Then everything returned to normal, he hid his mirror, picked up a book and left the room.

As soon as I walked out of the room, I was greeted by a student wearing glasses.

The student ran out of breath: "Professor, why did you leave all of a sudden?" ”

Collins held up the book in his hand.

"Come back and get something. What's the matter, you're arguing a few minutes after I'm gone? ”

"Not really, but they just received a notification that the Shadow Sanctuary and the Silver Elves' arbitration request has been withdrawn, and they have decided to negotiate this matter privately."

Collins was stunned: "The acolyte from Godro City agreed?" ”

"Probably," the student cupped the frame, "I'm here to inform you that since you know Miss Renee, the Three Kings, and you're from the Northlands, you've been chosen as their mediator, and this time there's the Eternal Dawn involved." ”

Collins raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Who did the People of Gold send?"

"A gentleman named Donald, and it is said that he also knew the Servant and Her Highness the Princess."

"Who's that? Why haven't I heard of it? ”

The student hurriedly approached Collins and whispered:

"He's just an ordinary guy who's been in charge of the infiltration of Eternal Dawn in the mountains of McKara.

"He also has an identity, being the nephew of Archmage Scrooge Dark."

Collins was shocked.

Scrooge Darke is a member of the Council of Six.

One of the six supreme people of Velitas......

Of course, he is better known for this title than:

"The Richest Man in Velitas"

Collins put away his surprised expression and nodded calmly.

"I see, take me."

(End of chapter)