Mulsiya Manor.

The Floating City went around in circles and finally came back here.

Andre was standing by the window and watching quietly, but when he saw that it was an old man coming out of the floating city, he was so frightened that he trotted all the way to the door and greeted him personally.

The silver-rimmed black-robed old warlock walked in expressionlessly, stroked his chest in front of Andre and saluted:

"Greetings, Honorable Duke."

Andre's eyelids jumped a few times, and he hurriedly stepped forward to lower his voice:

"Father, what do you mean by that?"

Fyodore grimaced: "This is official business, and I should salute a duke." ”

“…… Take your liking. ”

André stepped back and watched the old man salute him, the "last Grand Duke," with a straight look.

When the host and guest went to the study, the servant at the door dared to discuss a few words in a whisper.

"How could the master's father be a warlock under the command of the chief priest, and is he also a nobleman?"

Someone said disdainfully: "In front of a seventh-level warlock, what is a nobleman?" ”

"That's right, but why haven't you heard the master mention it?"

Someone sighed: "Maybe it's because in front of a seventh-level warlock, the nobility is nothing." ”

…

In the study, the subordinates walked cleanly, and there were only two people left.

Feodor sits, Andrei stands.

“…… That's pretty much it, I try to keep casualties to a minimum. He said.

Fyodor stared at him.

The old warlock's eye sockets were deep-set, and his sharp gaze shot out of his silver-gray eyebrows, like a dagger hidden in the shadows, making people shudder.

After looking at it for a long time, he slowly spoke:

"You said that there are people in the nobility who have colluded with the false gods and have been trying to destroy this place for so many years, and you have collected a lot of evidence?"

"Yes."

"The sporadic explosion a few days ago was a failed attempt by them to cause an accident, and when you came, you found the spreading dead air and the portal that was opening, so you evacuated the people in advance and had people monitor the scene?"

"Yes."

"You keep those civilians away from the pit for at least a hundred kilometers, and eventually the shadows spread to nearly eighty kilometers. The pit exploded that night, dissipated in the morning, and the last two thousand miners were unfortunately killed? ”

"Yes."

Fyodo's eyelids jumped several times before he could hold back.

He took a deep breath and continued:

"And what happened to last night's unusual gathering of shadows?"

Andrey: "My guess is that there's something down there that we haven't been able to identify, and that it used the shadows to forcibly seal the portal. ”

"Who caused the explosion?"

"I guess it's something we haven't been able to figure out, and by the way, the explosion is small precisely because the accumulated shadows are depleted in the process."

Fyodor finally couldn't help it.

"Andrey, do you know where the biggest hole in this lie is?"

Andrei shook his head: "It's not a lie, it's a fact. ”

"It's like a fairy tale."

Fyodor ignored his son and continued, "It's as if there is a guardian of the temple living beneath the mine, blocking the invasion of the villains at the cost of his own death - is it possible? Did you originally want to tell me that those 2,000 people had already been controlled, and dying in this way was not a loss? ”

Andrey: "...... It's not impossible for you to think so. ”

“…… Never mind. ”

Fyodore sighed: "I will find a way to report what you said, I thank you on behalf of the people who survived this disaster, but, Andre, next time, if there is a chance to be a savior next time, remember to make a big noise, only in this way will you not be jealous of the red-eyed people, so that no one will say that this is the 'credit' you designed." ”

Andrei chuckled: "I'm Catherine's lover, I care about their jealousy?" ”

"You ...... guy"

Feodore scolded him twice, and suddenly threw out two mirrors that had been eroded to only half of them.

"This is what I found from the mine, do you know what it is?"

This was thrown by Heine before leaving.

The spring water of the Qi Hall to return to the underworld has been resurrected, and the vest numbered 85 can no longer be used.

But he also had that necromancer named Gray.

Everyone was arrested by him, and the communicator naturally belonged to him.

But until Lloyd learned to disguise his soul, he couldn't go to the underworld to be a second or fifth boy for the time being.

Andrei knew about this, so he shook his head decisively:

"I don't know."

Knock knock!

Fyodore knocked on the table: "You can know. ”

Andrey: "That's... Probably something to do with necromancers - I guess. ”

"You guessed right."

Fyodore glared at his son, gathered his things and prepared to leave.

When he walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and said, "The ...... you gave me last time"

Andrei: "Nuramu. ”

Fyodor: "Yes, Nuramu, it's very useful, I have recommended it to the Temple, they plan to set up a special research institute for these strange beasts, do you have any suitable people to recommend?" ”

Andre was stunned for a moment, and the words Heine had said before he left suddenly echoed in his ears-

"What's the benefit, don't forget me! Don't forget that my skeleton is an alpha contract! ”

And then there's the terrible banishment unleashed by that terrible skeleton.

He seemed to be able to recall Chirut's desperate eyes as he was controlled.

Fyodor: "Andrei? ”

"Yes, I'm here."

Andrei came back to his senses, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly said:

"Father, is there any possibility for the Temple to cooperate with the mountains of McAllalla?"

Fyodo's eyebrows furrowed.

"The countryman? This is the third time I've heard it recently...... The first time was Barry Gitiller's experiment notes, the second time was the replacement of the wooden materials of the floating city sent by the city of Godero, in my memory, wasn't it a country man who would be ridiculed even by the 'haunted' people, how could it suddenly be... Is it so presence? Has the Four-Power Convention been revoked? When was this? ”

"The four-nation convention has always been there, but we have honestly complied with it."

Andrei said helplessly, and then told the "violations" of other races one by one.

“…… So, taking advantage of the fact that the magic net is now paralyzed, and the lords there are taking the initiative to show their goodwill, can we consider cooperating?

"I have heard that the Templar's progress in spirituality depends on the notes of Barry Githil, and that his descendants are there. Strange beasts are essentially twisted wills from the underworld, and our research in this area is far inferior to that of the Villitas, if we don't catch up......"

Fyodore looked shocked.

He was shocked that they had been deceived for so long, and he was also surprised that his son would take the initiative to bring up such a thing.

"Your proposal is good, I'll escalate it."

He nodded, and was about to leave, when he was stopped by Andre again.

"What else is going on with you?"

Andrey: "Since you're going to report this, you might as well report one more." ”

"What?"

"As the production of obsidian in Ati Town will gradually decrease in the future, we should start thinking about replacing the main material of the Floating City - as you said, the information from Eagle Rank Mountain indicates that logs from the Mt. McKara are excellent floating materials, and if they are covered with a layer of stone shell, they will greatly reduce the weight of the floating city, thus reducing the burden of the fire.

"Also, we won't be using as many miners in the future. Rather than think about firing them at that time, it is better to reduce the number of miners year by year now and send them elsewhere...... For example, the mountains of Maikala. ”

Fyodore just can't be stupid.

He stared at his son strangely.

"When did you know so much about the mountains of McCalalla?"

Andre sighed, "I've always been interested in that side, you know, that's Catherine's dream. ”

Although Chiara's mentor, Lady Catherine, was also a member of the Poetry Society, it was no secret in Northland that she had always advocated the abrogation of the Four-Power Pact and the lifting of the blockade of Mykala.

Because of this, she was often ridiculed for joining the Healing Society instead of being a minister.

So the reason is reasonable.

Feodore nodded, "I see." ”

Not only that, but he also learned that most of the guardians in fairy tales were surnamed Gityl.

……

On the way back, Meno Githil was awakened by the whizzing cold wind.

He woke up in a daze to see the gray-robed "Milton" lifting the curtains, his eyes calmly looking at the scenery outside.

That's where the cold wind comes in.

Wait a minute......

"Mi, Lord Milton?"

He suddenly came to his senses.

"I'm Loutton."

Loulton had already accepted the name proposed by Heine.

Meno was stunned: "That... What about the Milton Ancestors? ”

"He's in there."

Loulton patted the soul niche in his hand.

This thing is now tightly wrapped, and there is no evil smell in the slightest.

Meno stared blankly at the Soul Shrine, still not understanding what was happening.

Loulton gave him a general explanation.

But just like André reported to his father, he also told the most simplified version, except that the mysterious man in the fairy tale had Milton's face.

After listening to this, Meno realized that he had been lying down for two days......

"What about Heine?" He asked.

"He's gone beforehand." Loulton said.

Seeing that Meno had no other problems, he lifted the curtains of the car again and looked at the scenery outside.

As a tree that was born in the underworld and inhabited for hundreds of years, the outside world was very new to him, even with Milton's memories.

By this time, Heine had already returned home on a ghost horse.

He made a beeline for Gentiller Manor to check on the necromancer named Gray in the Floating City.

"He's not dead, but he's not far from death."

Dylan was succinct and to the point.

"Linumu said that his situation is very similar to Lloyd, and that his soul is also tainted by something, and you should strip his soul and send it to the inner world."

"You can't do it all the time." Heine said helplessly: "I still count on rebelling against him, and then sending him to the front line of the ashes to be an undercover agent, how can you peel the souls of others at every turn, it's terrible." ”

Dylan didn't bother to take care of him, and said directly: "The skeleton you sent to the west has come back, with a lot of goods, but it has encountered new troubles. ”。

Heine: "What's the trouble?" ”

Dylan: "The Void Sac won't open." ”

Heine: Huh? ”

(End of chapter)