Part Two: The Human World Chapter Forty-Three Cutscene
The search team that followed almost turned over the entire land a hundred miles around the royal capital. However, they did not expend much effort and found several magic circles in the woods. After inspection by the church priests, they found that these were indeed magic circles.
Necromancers use it to summon evil creatures. Fortunately, a large number of them have some minor problems, so only a few monsters are summoned.
But even those few monsters are enough to bring chaos to the empire and even the entire Eastern Continent. The sinister intentions of the Undead Guild have become clear, and they want to take advantage of the time when people from all over the world gather to transform them all.
They became undead monsters like vampires and were controlled by them. This evil magician organization finally showed its true colors and attracted the attention of all countries. The frightened King Geffenhardt XVII even discussed with the bishop to dispatch directly
The Holy Knights fight to the Diya Valley.
At this time, Bishop Ronis fully expressed his foresight. Although he had been trying to call on all countries to unite to fight against the Guild of the Dead, he was not impulsive at all now. He patiently explained the current situation to His Majesty the Emperor and suggested that the Emperor first unite
All surrounding countries should first jointly write a letter to His Majesty the Pope, and only then can they gradually implement the plan to defeat the Guild of the Dead after obtaining the support of the Holy See.
Bishop Ronis announced that the priest and the noble lady were able to destroy the vampire because they both went to the cathedral that morning to pray sincerely, sprinkled holy water on their bodies, and received blessings from the bishop himself, so their bodies were
Only with the power of holiness.
Now the entire Eastern Continent has begun to have an atmosphere of unity to deal with the Guild of the Dead. Although the road ahead is still long and the plan is still huge, Bishop Ronis has indeed taken this first step well.
In the small study room of the Cathedral in the Magic Academy, Asa stood next to Bishop Ronis.
His injuries were completely healed with the help of the priests, but due to the extreme exhaustion of physical strength and magic, he fell into a coma for a whole day before waking up.
The bishop's skinny hand held a paper report, on which was a long list of names of people who died at the hands of vampires this time.
After reading the names carefully, Bishop Ronis showed a satisfied smile, nodded and said, "Have a good death."
"Ah?" Asa, who was standing nearby, wondered if he had heard it wrong. He was originally uneasy, thinking that the bishop would scold him because this little performance turned into a killing.
"Most of the people who died were members of the Erni family. In fact, my original intention was to take this opportunity to get rid of some of them. This time was also a good lesson for His Majesty. He finally knew that he could play with him.
To be happy, it may not really work. This time, it can be regarded as promoting him to be close to the virtuous ministers and stay away from the treacherous and treacherous ministers. Moreover, under the ebb and flow of each other, the military power will also rise, which will have a negative impact on our relationship with the Necromancer Guild in the future.
Fighting is also very helpful." Bishop Ronis smiled and fully affirmed again. "So, die well."
"Ah. Oh." Asa nodded like an idiot. After thinking about it, he added, "But those guards died unjustly."
Bishop Ronis waved his hand lightly and made an indifferent gesture, and said calmly: "There is nothing we can do about it, these people must die no matter what."
"Oh..." Asa nodded, always feeling a little uncomfortable. It would be more appropriate if this kind of words came from the Duke's mouth.
"Okay, now let's discuss what happened to the vampire this time." Bishop Ronis' face and voice darkened. "This extremely dangerous undead monster has not appeared on the mainland for a long time.
.According to some people's memories, the vampire himself said that he was awakened by someone. This time happened to be when dignitaries from various countries gathered, and Captain Roland was not with His Majesty the Emperor because of our arrangements, so the guards were at their most relaxed.
.I believe that all this cannot be just a coincidence."
Asa frowned and said: "Are you saying that someone deliberately took this opportunity to release the vampire to cause trouble? Who could it be? Could it be...that they are really from the Undead Guild? But how did they know our plan?"
"There are very few things they don't know." Bishop Ronis's voice became colder and colder, and the light in his eyes became more and more sharp. "Although I used to just suspect that there were ministers or ministers in the upper class of the royal capital.
People in the church have their eyes and ears, maybe they are members of a guild, but now it is certain. This should be a person who is well hidden and lurking deeply. Maybe he is a person who is completely integrated with the surrounding environment and will never cause any trouble.
The person noticed by others is an ordinary official, a devout priest... It is more likely that he has a prominent position as a cover. I think this person may be very close to us.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have grasped the timing so well.”
"Very close?" Half of Asa didn't understand, and the other half didn't quite believe it. It was already unbelievable that there would be a Necromancer lurking among the upper class society of the prosperous imperial capital, but Bishop Ronis
This means that they still know this person, maybe relatively familiar with it. He ran through all the people he knew in his mind, and it seemed that no one could bear the ghastly title of Necromancer. He shook his head and said: "No.
,everyone I know is not like..."
"Like? What kind of person do you think looks like him?" Bishop Ronis glanced at Asa.
"Of course it's like that lich, with a face like a skeleton and a zombie, wearing a mask and a robe to cover himself, and his whereabouts are secretive and shady. Or like old man Sandro, who walks around the corpse all day long. Undead.
Isn’t that what mages are like?”
Bishop Ronis smiled faintly and said: "Ten years ago, Ramado, the court magician of the Principality of Rondes, not only mastered all kinds of magic, but also had great attainments in bright white magic. He was also generous and generous.
He spends half of his annual salary to help the poor and orphans every year. His reputation is not only unparalleled in the principality, but also famous throughout the Eastern Continent. But let me tell you, he is a necromancer. The entire principality is very famous.
The continuous wars with surrounding countries over the years were all instigated and manipulated by him alone. I asked the Holy See to mobilize five holy knights, and after careful planning, they joined me to take action. It took a lot of energy to quietly sneak this guy away.
Get rid of it."
"Nopolinot, the most famous magic businessman in the mainland, is also the richest and most powerful businessman. He is also a very outstanding magician. He is inextricably linked to all magician organizations, and there are quite a few.
The favorite and most respected friend of the royal family. Although there is no conclusive evidence, I infer that he must also be a member of the Guild of the Dead, at least as a nominal member. It is said that he spends two months of every year on an isolated island overseas.
Taking a rest and vacation, but I think it’s actually in Diya Valley.”
"There is also Agrenel, the former president of the Empire Adventurer's Guild. He is ranked among the top fifty in the mainland in terms of magic and martial arts. Overall, he is probably among the five strongest masters in the mainland. It is said that he is the last of the Killer Guild.
He has discovered countless secret realms and unearthed treasures, and is extremely wealthy. He is also a member of the Guild of the Dead, and was once the acting leader of the guild together with Sandro."
Asa's mouthy boss, he knows all these names. In fact, there are probably very few people who have not heard of them. For countless young people who pursue wealth, honor, and martial arts, these people are idols, goals, and
They have the motivation to practice and fight hard and take risks. But such three radiant names are actually associated with such a filthy and evil organization as the Guild of the Dead. It is just like the Pope of the Holy See who has three wives and four concubines.
It’s unbelievable. If the person who said this was not Bishop Ronis, Asa would just think that he was a lunatic and talking crazy.
"I spent twenty years trying to find only these three people, and because of their special identities, I didn't dare to disclose them. Even after I got rid of Ramado, I only said that he died of illness. It's absolutely true.
There are other famous figures who are also members of the guild, but there should also be many like Sandro who are completely uninterested in fame and wealth and seem to be just ordinary people with a slightly weird look." Bishop Ronis looked at Asa and slowly said
Said. "Now, you know what kind of people those Necromancers are. So never let down your guard. No matter what their identity is, the person around you may be the eyes and ears of the Necromancer Guild, or maybe even a Necromancer."
.”
Asa was stunned for a long time before he regained his composure. It seemed that this organization was not just a group of perverted dark magicians who liked to play with corpses.
"That's right." Asa shouted as if he suddenly thought of a good idea. "We can ask that old man Sandro, can't you just order him to name the other members of the guild?"
"Do I order him?" Bishop Ronis gave a rare smile. "Probably no one in this world can order him. He and I are just ordinary friends, and he is here just because he wants to. These questions are natural to me.
I asked him, but he refused to tell me because of the guild's rules, so naturally I had nothing to do."
Bishop Ronis paused and continued: "Fortunately, the Guild of the Dead is not very organized because it lacks a leader. It can even be said to be a mess. The members do their own things and do what they want. Most of what they do is based on their own interests.
But its danger cannot be ignored. As long as these necromancers don't take action, once they do something, it will be absolutely difficult to deal with. You see, although we were a great success in this operation, it was actually thrilling.
Absolutely. Think about it, what would it be like if that vampire really turned His Majesty the Emperor and some ministers into his subordinates?"
Asa swallowed his saliva. The emperor and ministers of the empire all became the subordinates of a vampire. You can know what it is like by just pointing your fingers.
"So we must be extremely careful in our actions from now on and take every step carefully. You must also be vigilant to everyone around you. Even if you know it is impossible, you must have a just-in-case mentality to take a look and doubt.
Do you understand?"
"I know..." Asa nodded. But he knew that he knew, but he didn't quite understand the complex psychological state of doubting even though he knew he was not distressed, and according to his character, he understood
It can never be done.
"By the way, except for Miss Mulak, are you really sure that no one has survived after being bitten by a vampire?"
Asa shook his head and said: "It doesn't seem like..." But he suddenly remembered the scars on his neck that Chris had shown him as if he was showing off his achievements, and he hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether he should say it or not.
The Bishop's face was as solemn as a piece of pig iron, and his voice was also: "I can't believe it. Please recall it carefully and see if it has happened. Miss Mlac once ate the leaves of the world tree, and her blood is the same as yours.
It is repulsive to dark monsters like vampires, so don't worry. But if someone else is bitten by a vampire, even if the vampire is dead, the magic and toxins he left behind will also work to turn that person into a vampire.
We have no way to eliminate the influence of that magic, so we must determine whether there is such a person, and if so, we must eliminate it. Think about it carefully."
"Indeed not." Asa immediately replied with certainty. Chris's wound should only be regarded as a wound, not a bite.
"It's fine if you don't." Bishop Ronis nodded. "Actually, I didn't expect that the blood dissolved in the power of the leaves of the World Tree would have such a great effect on vampires. It seems that your physique may be cultivating the light.
You can get twice the result with half the effort in terms of white magic." Bishop Ronis gave Asa a thoughtful look. "I'm going to find a way to get Miss Mulak to come to the Magic Academy for further training. What do you think?"
"I don't care." Asa deliberately made a very indifferent expression and gesture.
"By the way, how is your magic practice now?" Bishop Ronis frowned and looked at Asa and asked. "Logically speaking, your magic is at least not lower than that of that vampire. How can you still suffer so much?"
Only serious injuries will destroy him."
"Well... it's probably because he's not in a good condition... Well, by the way, the Marquis is still waiting for me, I'll leave first."
Asa almost ran away from Bishop Ronis. He was afraid that the bishop would continue to ask about his magic situation.
Indeed, according to the influence of the dual power of the leaves of the world tree and the sunwell, if he can fully use magic techniques such as resonance, chanting incantations, etc., his current magic level will definitely be comparable to that of a high-level magician who has practiced for many years.
But he just couldn't control his magic power to produce even a slight fluctuation in control skills. He could only use the most basic fireballs and treatments...
He had already asked Sandro about this question. After hearing his question, Sandro said without thinking or raising his head: "You went directly to practice meditation before you have practiced other magics. I don't know why.
You can actually practice the most difficult meditation faster and higher than the most basic magic. Meditation, which originally only assisted other magic, has now surpassed your ability to control magic, and in turn suppresses the use of other magic.
Well... So now you probably can't use other system magic except necromancy magic. Do you want to learn necromancy magic? I can teach you, but if Ronis finds out that you know these things
, I’m afraid there won’t be any good results.”
Asa could only break into a cold sweat after hearing this. Bishop Ronis once told him very seriously that he must never practice the dangerous dark meditation technique again.
But it's not a question of whether he is willing to practice, but that he can't help but use this skill to survive at critical moments. Especially starting from the night when he faced General Gru in Ofu, the feeling of meditation
He has made rapid progress, and when he was assassinated by the Duke some time ago, he even relied on meditation to force out the fighting spirit that he had never deliberately cultivated. Using that kind of meditation in life and death seems to be able to achieve breakthrough progress, and he has already used it once
It is more effective than mastering it one at a time.
And for some reason, the Sunwell in the body and the leaves of the World Tree not only do not reject this kind of thing that is technically dark, but are also very beneficial to each other. Now he is even beginning to like that kind of clear control.
In his body, he felt the joy of power running wildly in his blood vessels and limbs, but the cold violent impulse and extravagant animality that appeared in his mind every time made him a little scared.
He didn't dare to practice necromancy magic, and he didn't dare to tell the bishop that his dark meditation was becoming more and more advanced and sophisticated. When he couldn't think of a good way for the time being, he could only hide it for a while.
Asa felt a little more relaxed when he came to the Marquis Mansion and saw the Marquis.
No matter when and where, just seeing his elegant demeanor and expression, and listening to his language, a friend like the Marquis makes people feel relaxed and happy.
"It's a truly dramatic development and ending." The director and screenwriter praised after listening to Asa's story. "I didn't expect that the power of the leaves of the world tree can kill all vampires. Even the director and actors felt it.
It's really a good show to be moved by unknown variables." He looked at Asa and asked, "How is it, is it exciting?"
"It was almost really exciting." Asa hesitated for a moment and asked. "By the way, she should be fine there..."
"Don't worry, she is very good. His Majesty the Emperor, who was deeply moved by the bravery, wit and loyalty she showed at that time, wanted to give her a generous reward, but she didn't ask for anything. She only asked His Majesty to give her an official position.
Although the family rules of my family, which is so old-fashioned and old-fashioned as to breed bedbugs, were never allowed, now many of those fools have died, and who can disobey His Majesty the Emperor's decree? So she is now a member of the empire.
Financial officer."
"Why did she do that?"
"She told His Majesty that she hoped to contribute a little to the country. But who knows the real reason." The Marquis looked at Asa and showed a charming smile. "Maybe she did it because of you.
A pair of lovers who were temporarily separated ended up with one becoming a priest fighting for a bright cause, and the other a strong woman serving the country and the people. Isn't this a good plot?"
Asa quickly waved and shook his head: "Stop making fun of me."
But the Marquis went even further and showed an ambiguous smile, saying: "Why do people who love each other have to suppress their feelings? I told you, please come to her when you have time. There are very few people in my family.
of."
It was dusk when he left the Marquis's Mansion. Even when he came to the street, for some reason the Marquis's proposal kept turning over in his mind, which made him feel very annoyed. In order to eliminate this boring feeling, he quickly returned home
In the big house, I put on ordinary clothes and walked towards the busy streets...
Early the next morning.
Asa woke up, dazed for a while, and suddenly asked the prostitute lying beside him: "Actually, I have always liked a woman..."
"Who do you like?" The prostitute lady was lazy, but also seemed to have some energy. "Tell me what you are doing? Aren't you afraid that I will be jealous?"
"You eat shit. You have to be jealous of others. If you don't die of acidity soon, you will die of bloating."
"Fuck you, to be honest, you don't believe me. I have been jealous of two people in my life. One of them is naturally the handsome and unrestrained Knight Rodhart, who is a perfect example of a young hero. It's a pity that he
He never came to me." Speaking of her idol, the prostitute girl became more energetic. "Of course, he is a noble person. There is still a little left, so I will help you eat it. It's a pity that you have to eat it now.
If you don’t believe it, I won’t let you eat it. Take it back.”
Asa smiled and said: "Then when will I introduce your idol to you, then you will have something to eat."
"Wow, really?... I heard you farting. How could someone so famous and noble know a bastard like you?"
Asa touched her head and said: "Listen carefully to me. In fact, I have always liked a woman, and she probably likes me too, but I'm not so sure... But she is already married.
, but her husband is an idiot who never comes home, a very annoying bastard, and never pays attention to her. Do you think I should go find her in this case? "
Asa now finds that he really likes being with this woman. Although this woman's identity seems completely inappropriate for him, he doesn't care about it. The key is that he likes to be with such people. They don't necessarily have anything.
The culture may not be very smart, but at least it is pure. Compared with those pretentious priests, priests, and nobles, you are much more relaxed and happy when you are with them. No wonder even noble people like the Marquis used to like them
Haunted in these places.
After listening to his confession, Miss Xuan, the prostitute, spat at him unceremoniously and said: "With your tone and words like this, doesn't it make it clear that you want to go? If you want to go, you can go, as long as you are not afraid of being discovered.
If caught, I heard that there is a kind of punishment called pig-pen immersion, which is used to deal with guys like you. Hehe, I will come to see your miserable image."
"You have a crow's mouth." Asa smiled and hit her on the head.
Asa left before it was completely dark, wandered around the street for a while, and went back to the big house when Sandro had already gotten up.
It was rare that there was a visitor in the big house so early in the morning.
At a glance, he knew that this was definitely not the people who came to visit him or send letters in the past, or even normal people. Because this guest was sitting with Sandro among the corpses in the hall, talking.
There was also a cup of tea on it. This was an even rarer sight. Asa knew that Sandro would only drink this kind of thing when he was in a good or bad mood - such times were extremely rare. Even with Ronis
I never saw him behave like this when we were together with the bishop.
This strange guest was wearing a big cloak, showing a strange face. The strange thing about this face is that it doesn’t seem to have any outstanding features. It is too ordinary and ordinary. If it blends in with the crowd, it will be instantly noticeable.
Disappeared without a trace.
This very ordinary man saw Asa coming back and nodded to him.
Asa also nodded. He had never seen this person before, but he felt a strange and unknown feeling of familiarity.
"You're finally back. I've been waiting here for you all night." When Asa heard the hoarse voice that exuded the smell of corpses, he immediately jumped back like a frightened cat, arched his back, and raised his hair.
Stand upside down.
Sandro glanced at Asa, took a sip of tea, and sounded like he was snoring.