Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 37

The death knight Clement dragged his heavy iron boots and led the crowd to the depths of the corridor.

Along the way, the Lord has been looking at the equipment of this ancient iron can from behind.

Clement is wearing a set of extremely delicate and reliable steel armor. Although the style is slightly outdated, its protective ability is absolutely unparalleled in the world. Xia Houyan even has a feeling that even the fangs of zombies cannot be used. Inflict any damage to this heavy armor;

As for Clement's weapon, it was a runed greatsword tied to his back with a rope.

Judging from the weight and size of this great sword, the correct way to use it is obviously not "slashing" but "smashing".

What surprised Xiahouyan the most was that, due to being immersed in the rich Nether magic power for a long time, Clement's entire set of equipment showed certain magical metal characteristics:
Every piece of armor and every rune on the giant sword exudes a faint ghostly magic power to the outside world, soaked in the magic power of metal, not only guarantees that they will not rust after 800 years, but also has a real deterrent effect!

You must know that the Nether Magic itself is an energy that will bring fear and discomfort to the living!

Even Victor Laurie, who was a fifth-order junior magister, suddenly entered the space where the magic of the Nether was dense, and he couldn't help shivering;

That is, the Xiahou high official who was sheltered by Master Yan, and the guards of the living dead who were resurrected by him, can not be affected by the ghostly magic;
And the death knight Clement, who continued to exude ghostly magic in every piece of armor on his body, as long as he stood on the battlefield without even resorting to force, was enough to scare ordinary soldiers who were fragile in their hearts.
It is for this reason that the lord is very happy to bring Clement under his command:

Because, even if the death knight's own combat power is ignored, just peeling off his armor and selling it will not be a loss at all!

Xiahou has been a man for two generations, but he has not done a business at a loss!
Clement, who has gone through 800 years of hard work and still looks a little stupid, of course doesn't know what his new lord is planning——

This old hapless bastard has been imprisoned underground for a full 800 years. At this moment, he has already been filled with the joy of escaping from birth; what's more, he was a model knight who was loyal to the empire and the lord during his lifetime. This little lord in his heart is only grateful.

Clement took the Igor family and his party to the deepest part of the promenade, and bowed a little too diligently:
"Lord Elliot, this is the test site for Master Adrian."

At this time, Ya has quickly replaced the outdated "king" with the friendly "Lord Elliot", which made the guards on the side stunned: when it comes to natural and dog-legged attributes, no one can really compare. This ancient can...

Under the illumination of the illuminating crystal, Xia Houyan spotted a huge and complex circular magic circle on the ground at a glance—

This large magic circle with a diameter of four to five meters, even after more than 800 years, its mysterious magic lines still flow with a lavender shimmer, making everyone unable to help guessing that the magic circle full of magic power in its heyday What a spectacular sight.

In the center of the magic circle lie two human skeletons.

Two skeletons hugged tightly together.

Xia Houyan looked at Clement with some doubts.

"Lord Elliott, the corpse on the left is the corpse of Master Adrian." Clement bowed and stretched out his finger, "As for the corpse on the right, it is the corpse of a young lady—I When they first entered the corridor, the two corpses were still intact, but now they have completely rotted away, leaving only bones..."

Adrian actually died holding his sister?

Countless kinds of gossip conjectures poured into the Lord's heart, but in the end, he just took off the "phantom wrist wheel" from his wrist and threw it to Master Laurie in the air.

Master Laurie grasped the wrist wheel and ran to Adrian's corpse to recreate the magic rhythm.

Based on previous experience, it should take a long time to reproduce the magic rhythm.

The bored lord looked left and right, and found a desk next to the magic circle.

Xia Houyan walked to the desk, first confirmed that there was nothing on the desk, then bent down and found that there was a shallow drawer under the desk.

"Lord Elliot, in the drawer is a notebook left by Master Adrian, but unfortunately I can't read and understand..." Clement said hurriedly.

Xia Houyan rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand and gently opened the drawer. Sure enough, he saw a slightly worn notebook with a leather cover lying inside.

He picked up the notebook, looked at the light of the illuminating crystal, and found on the cover of the notebook a few exaggerated swash characters "Simon Adrian's Dear Diary".

Xia Houyan resisted his nauseating desire and opened Adrian's diary, but before he started to read, he tilted his head and thought about it. He took out a copper coin from his waist and put it in Adrian's desk drawer. When it's time to vote for Mr. Adrian's masterpiece.

The lord spread the diary on the table and used the quantum wave speed reading method. First, he quickly skipped the first half of the diary, which was filled with the boring content of Adrian's boasting. Then, in the middle of the diary, he found the dead Senior Spirit Master's style of writing suddenly changed, becoming more and more low:

"February 190, [-] in the imperial calendar, sunny. I sold the medals of the Wizard Academy Magic Contest and earned [-] silver coins, which should be enough to cover this month's expenses. I went to Lord Igor to borrow money, but I didn't. arrive."

"On February 190, [-] in the imperial calendar, it was sunny. I went to Lord Henry Igor to borrow money again. Henry not only refused, but also urged me to pay back the previous debts... If I have money to pay back the debt, I will pay back the money." Do you want to borrow it from your nobles?"

"February 190, 21 in the imperial calendar, rain. Sell the bed upstairs and sleep in the laboratory from now on—Henry Igor is still persuading me to sell the equipment in the laboratory, huh, What do these pig-brained aristocrats know, how can I sell my food guy?"

"March 190th, [-] in the imperial calendar, sunny. The bastard Earl Henry still won't lend me money."

"March 190, [-] in the imperial calendar, it rained. There was news from the imperial capital that Olivia was ill. My Olivia... I hope she's okay."

"March 190, [-], Imperial Calendar, sunny. He was thrown out of the castle by Henry Igor's henchman."

"March 190, [-], Imperial Calendar. No, that's not true. How could Olivia die? No, it won't be..."

"April 190, [-] in the imperial calendar, sunny. I came back from the imperial capital, and Olivia's bastard husband wouldn't let me buy her body! Doesn't that idiot understand that Olivia can only live with me?" Will you be happy? Fortunately, I have experience, so I stole Olivia back with a little trick, oh, Olivia, now we can finally be together..."

"On April 190, [-] in the imperial calendar, sunny. I found the manuscript of "Essentials of Necromancy" in the Academy City, Olivia, just wait, your Simon will find a way to wake you up... ..."

Xia Houyan couldn't help raising his head from Simon Adrian's diary, and looked towards the center of the magic circle: there, the two bones from 800 years ago were still entangled and indistinguishable from each other.

(End of this chapter)