The knight in the abyss

Chapter 832 acquaintances meet
"Ahem, Your Royal Highness, please pay attention to your words..." Soveris reminded embarrassingly, "Don't lose your royal etiquette..."

"Cut." Fran curled her lips in disdain, "If I had paid attention to the royal etiquette, what would have happened to you back then?"

"At that time, I was a child who was fascinated by your beauty, so I made that...prejudice..."

"And after that? Who is skilled enough to climb onto my balcony blindfolded?"

"...my lord, now I can remember every bump from the climb..."

"...um... so..."

The conversation between the two suddenly fell silent. Lancelot and little Isa, who had been eavesdropping, looked at each other knowingly.The succubus continued his movements as if nothing had happened, rotating his wrist in the air in a special posture, the two vines continued to stretch under his movements, entangled the bone round and round, and then He also took out a large handful of talisman seals, which contained spirit-sealing, hidden, and evil-suppressing ones. He pasted dozens of them all at once, and then carefully put them into the dimensional bag.

"Is it done now?" Zombie Princess took the initiative to say, "Hurry up, I feel really weird here..."

"Wait a moment." Soveris' voice came from another direction, "Come here and have a look..."

Lancelot turned his head and found that the elf was leaning against the door on the other side of the bedroom, tilting his head outward.

"I remember that there was a pretty big bathtub over there." Lancelow tied the dimensional bag and walked over there, "but it shouldn't be anything special..."

"The bath is nothing special." The elf shrugged, "but the things in it are different..."

The crowd was aroused by his words and gathered around one after another.Behind the door was a slightly smaller room. On the ground was a square bathtub covered with marble, and there was a statue of a hydra in the depths. Hot water flowed out from the five heads of the monster, pouring water into the bathtub below. fill up.As the elf reminded, there was a dead body soaking in the bath, and Lancelot recognized the identity of the dead despite being swollen in hot water.

"Flor Kok, the manager of the Wolf King's Nest Hotel, and the rumored lover of Ndiari." Soveris squatted by the bath and dragged the body out of the water, "Chadgori Town Everyone knows that this gentleman represents the will of the lady, and seeing him is like seeing the baroness herself...Look at his face and the black bruises on his neck, this loyal servant He was forcibly pressed into the water and suffocated to death, and the hand holding him still had long nails."

"It's really a special way of death, completely different from what we saw just now." Lancelow rubbed his chin, "And, if I'm not mistaken, the time of death should have been less than half a day, when the Lich's The soldiers are still far away from the gate of this building..."

"If everything remains the same as before, in a few hours, the dead will be resurrected in some uninhabited forest." The elf put his hands on his knees and propped himself up, "But after today, I'm afraid many Things are going to be different.”

"I still don't understand why the baroness wanted to kill him." Lancelow looked at the swollen corpse on the ground sadly, "To be honest, I have a good impression of him, a very polite gentleman, although It's a bit arrogant."

"We can ask him directly." The little Isa on the side suddenly said, with a little eagerness in her tone.

"Ask him directly?" Lancelot recalled the situation in the previous adventure, "You mean, the magic that Alamir used to make the dead speak?"

"Yeah, talk to the dead." Little Isa nodded again and again, "I just remembered that Lord Kelemvor has already taught me how to cast this magic...Let me try it?"

"Just try it." Lancelow patted little Isa on the head encouragingly (he is nearly a full foot taller), "Even if it fails, at worst I will put the body in a dimensional bag Ship it back, and let Alamir revive him directly..."

"It should be fine...well...what is the spell..." Little Isa clenched her fist and tapped lightly on her head, "Great Lord of the Dead, please help your believers, I need to cast a spell on a dead man chat……"

Before Lancelot had time to complain about this overly straightforward 'spell', a mysterious gray light lit up in the little girl's hands.Gray light rose like smoke, following the summoner's movements, it penetrated the corpse's nostrils, mouth and ears.After a burst of convulsions, the corpse that once belonged to the hotel steward opened his mouth, and said in a vague, underwater voice:
"Hello...welcome to...the wolf king's lair...the whole kingdom...the best hotel..."

"This magic only activated the corpse with a little life energy, but did not bring back the soul." Little Isa explained to Lancelot in a low voice, "He can't understand any new information, and he can't make any judgments, brother, you Five simple questions to ask, limited to what he knew in life."

"Understood." Lancelot nodded, and said to the corpse: "Mr. Kirk Flor, hello. Who killed you?"

"Endiari...my love...betrayal...betrayal...betrayal..."

The corpse seemed to be able to repeat that word forever, so Lancelot had no choice but to ask:
"Since she is your lover, why did she kill you?"

"I...have no...use value...and...know her secret...she is...prepared..."

"What kind of secret?"

A painful expression appeared on the face of the corpse, as if the body was instinctively resisting to reveal that secret.Seeing this, little Isa muttered again, and the mysterious gray light lit up again in her palm, and she gently stroked the swollen corpse, making the expression on her face calm again.

"For a long time... she has heard... Peyton's whispers..." the corpse said slowly, "...the lich promised...if...Endiari...resurrect it...to marry her as queen...but madam... It's the one who loves me...the one who loves me...the one who loves me..."

"Of course, that's an undeniable fact." Lancelot continued to ask while catering to the activated corpse, "Did she tell you anything before she killed you?"

"You are... a sacrifice to the new god..." The corpse's voice became sharp and sharp, as if imitating a woman's voice, "This is... your honor..."

Lancelot turned his head and exchanged uneasy glances with his companions.Fran also mentioned similar information before, and now it seems that the situation is probably far more complicated than they thought.

"Brother, I have already asked four questions." Little Isa reminded Lancelow softly, "I can only ask the last question."

"Is that so... Actually I have nothing..." Lancelot paused, "Okay, in the name of Brutal Frostforge...Mr. Flor, where are the baroness's treasures hidden?"

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