Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 169 The Explorer of the Collection

The town of Hamlet does not have a solid high wall, which may be because the Duke does not live in the town.

The Duke's mansion is on the hillside of a barren mountain, and the town of Hamlet is at the foot of the mountain. The buildings in the town are all flat and low houses, and the tallest hotel does not exceed three floors. In the center of the town, there stands a tall and handsome man The stone statue, presumably that is the Duke of Hamlet.

The township buildings are dilapidated, and the walls of some houses have collapsed. In the houses that are still intact, every household has nailed the doors and windows with wooden boards.

When Lyle and others walked into the small town of Hamlet, what they saw was the picture in front of them.

It was morning, and the sun was covered by dark clouds overhead.There was not a single person on the streets of the entire town. As for the houses that were nailed to death and filled with darkness inside, Lyle did not approach.The whole town is haunted by a strange and terrifying atmosphere, like a dead city.

The three of them stepped over Hamlet's low guardrail, and the place where the door was originally had been piled up with debris and couldn't pass through.Under the epidemic doctor's black coat, the flowing Nia slipped back into her trouser legs.

"No danger."

Since it is the selection of Hamlet's heir, Kevin as the heir must definitely reveal his identity openly.Because Lyle may use necromancy and needs to conceal his identity, William will act as Kevin's attendant.This may be the most appropriate way, these two guys are like dogs.

The three of them were blowing a cold wind at the edge of the town. This damn weather was clearly still summer.

"Damn it, are there no living people here?"

"Yes." An old voice was like a cool wind from the ice cellar, blowing behind the three of them.

It was a skinny old man, with loose white hair like camel spines in the desert, here and there.His skin was shriveled, and the bags under his eyes were severely drooping, like invisible weights.He wore a shabby black robe covering his crumpled head, and curled up in a black armchair. He sat on the back of a dirt wall, sheltered from the cold wind.One big and one small eyeballs stared at the three people who were walking forward.

"Is it the new heir? I am Hamlet's registrar. Come to me and sign your name."

"Oh." Kevin wrote his name on the yellowed scroll.

Looking at the old man's thin body, he couldn't help expressing his concern.

"Old sir, how did Hamlet choose you to be the registrar, where are the young boys?"

The old man didn't answer the question, just showed a strange smile and a mouthful of yellow teeth, and he said something irrelevant.

"I used to be Hamlet's gravekeeper, but that job has been in a downturn, so I came here to dawdle as a registrar." He said, throwing a palm-sized square stone from his pocket to Kevin. take a look.

"Twenty silver coins."

Kevin understood what the old man meant. "Why don't you go grab it? The stone in your hand is worth twenty silver coins. What the hell is so valuable?"

The old man's laughter became harsh and sinister.

"Your tombstone, give me twenty silver coins, and I will engrave your name on it. At least, after you die, you still have a stone, don't you?"

Kevin was not furious at the old man's curse words. His emotions were suppressed by the fear in his heart. This place is very evil.

It seems that he took the scene just now as a joke, and the old man pretended nothing happened.He was rocking his rocking chair, still playing with the stone in his hands.

"If you want to find a place to rest, go to the hotel. People in Hamlet don't like strangers. Just put the accommodation fee on the counter of the hotel. If you are not used to living here, you can go directly to the Duke's mansion, which is halfway up the mountain. There are enough people there." Empty rooms for you to live in."

The three continued to move forward, and the old man was still on his rocking chair. Although he had a strange temper, after someone spoke, the tension among the three eased a lot.

"How do we go, the hotel or go directly to the Duke's Mansion?"

"The hotel. You don't remember Sheriu's letter? The town of Hamlet is so weird. The Duke's Mansion, which studies evil rituals, must be much scarier than this."

"Of course, we shouldn't be in such a hurry to go to the hotel. I suggest that we go around first to determine the danger around us."

The three quickly determined a new itinerary, but before setting off, William stopped Kevin.

His face was more serious than ever.

"Kevin, I think you've probably noticed that your successor journey is not as simple as it appears on the surface. Next, we may encounter dangers beyond our imagination. If that time comes, I will definitely abandon you Yes. I will leave you alone to survive."

"William..."

"I'm not going to risk my life for mere wealth."

"I understand, and I won't either. If there is a horror that we can't face, then let's run away shamefully."

Running away is shameful, but useful!

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The three of them moved along the outskirts of the small town of Hamlet, and there was not a single living thing in their field of vision.

In such a depressing atmosphere, a sound came from the grass ten meters away from the three of them.

William's clenched wand, Lyle's prepared curse, Nia's liquid tentacles dripping on the ground, and Kevin's swallowing sound.

A wooden lantern with white light protruded from the grass.

A humanoid with long white hair, Lyall judged his race from his long narrow ears, elf, but his pale skin was quite rare.

After confronting each other for a while, Lyle and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's not easy to meet a living person here, sir."

The white-haired long-eared elf put down his lantern, and he looked at Lyle's beak mask with thoughtful eyes.

"Fanilla, they are not enemies."

On the side of the three of them, in another bush closest to William, an elf girl with a bow and arrow came out of the bush.

It turned out that Hines was luring the enemy.

"Eh? You were from Anderi at that time?!" The elf girl looked at Lyle and exclaimed.

Lyle also remembered the identity of the elf, presumably William was equally surprised.

"Fairy jumping elf girl!"

"It's not some fairy dance! My name is Fanila!" The active female elf swept away the people around Lyle. "Where's your naughty clown friend, Andrian?"

Lyle glanced at William who was sweating coldly, "We parted ways."

"Hmph, he's lucky."

His niece was suddenly angry for some reason, and Hines stretched out his palm, with a faint white light.

"Hi, I'm the wither druid, Hynes."

"Hello, Mr. Hynes, I'm a plague doctor."

A handshake is a touch.

"Plague Doctor, do you know Mr. Windfury? An Anderi."

(End of this chapter)