Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 6 Magic Consulting
Elliot Igor, the patriarch of the Igor family and the former lord of Eagle's End Fort, and Victor Laurie, the chief mage of the Igor family, climbed a hillside next to the camp and looked side by side.

It was midnight, and the moon and stars were bright.

Temporarily erected tents, like white mushrooms spreading and growing, were dotted on the grass.

In these tents, wooden trucks were parked, and there were bonfires in some places - those members of the team who couldn't sleep, sat around the bonfire and talked about the world, probably still reviewing the experience of encountering the corpse tide during the day.

Xia Houyan squinted his eyes and counted: Although he couldn't say the exact number, the number of carriages in the convoy was significantly less than when they set off from Eagle's End Fort - which means that even if they can escape the infection zone, they will use it in the future. A considerable part of the materials for the establishment of new territories were also lost in the corpse tide.

He tried his best to restrain his worries about the future, looked up and looked further, so at the end of the camp, he saw a dark pine forest.

Under the night, birds in the pine forest start to fly from time to time, and the whole scene looks gloomy and cold.

"It's the only forest in this infected area, it doesn't have a name." Master Laurie noticed the Lord's gaze, and said like an overly attentive tour guide, "Zombies hate the life breath of plants, so they don't dare to approach. Near the forest - that's why we chose to camp near the forest."

Zombies afraid of plants?Somehow, Xia Houyan felt that this setting was a bit familiar...

But he also knew in his heart that although the current camp looked peaceful and quiet, as long as he left this forest and walked a few miles to the periphery of the infected area, he would immediately encounter a large group of hungry zombies.

This makeshift camp, like the eye of a hurricane, maintains a rare level of safety in a dangerous infection zone.

"Master Laurie." He raised his head, looked at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky, and said leisurely, "I have a serious question to ask you now."

"Lord Lord, just say..." Master Laurie nodded in panic.

"You..." Xia Houyan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "...Why did you look for Huang Shu in the middle of the night?"

Master Laurie was like a cock strangled by his neck, staring and faltering for a long time before he said:
"That's not a yellow book, it's... an erotic novel..."

Xia Houyan sneered: "Is there a difference?"

Master Laurie opened his mouth, and finally lowered his head regretfully: "It's been a long night, it's inevitable to feel lonely..."

"Our convoy just ran into a wave of corpses today!" Xia Houyan roared, "We lost more than 20 guards, countless people and supplies, and are still trapped in the center of the infected area and cannot get out, and your mother Are you looking for pornographic books when you can't sleep?!"

Master Laurie was wringing his hands like a child who had done something wrong, with a shy smile.

"Anyway..." Xia Houyan took a few deep breaths, resisted the desire to slap the mentally handicapped old man to death, and asked with a sneer, "...I'm looking for you because I have a serious matter about magic that I want to ask you."

"Everything you know!" Master Laurie patted his bony chest like a pardon.

Xia Houyan thought about the wording and asked tentatively:
"Do you understand forbidden magic?"

"Lord Lord!" When Master Laurie heard the word "forbidden magic", he waved his hand in a panic, "I! I haven't done these things in decades! You, don't get me wrong! I am Innocent!"

Xia Houyan was puzzled: I didn't say anything, what's the matter with your old man's guilty conscience?

"Don't say those useless things, I'll just ask you a question—" He glared at his chief mage, interrupting his self-defense, "As a magician, how much do you know about forbidden magic!"

Master Laurie furtively looked around before replying in a low voice:

"That, a little, a little understand..."

"Then do you know the resurrection technique in necromancy?" Xia Houyan folded his arms and squinted at the old man beside him.

Hearing this word, Master Laurie foolishly scratched his ears before narrowing his eyes to confirm:
"Resurrection? The resurrection that ranks third in the 'Top Ten Forbidden Spells' identified by the Magic Association?"

Xia Houyan intuitively felt that the title of "Ten Forbidden Curses" sounded a little dangerous, but he had to nod his head and admit:
"The 'resurrection' that can turn a corpse into a zombie—is that what you're talking about?"

As a result, Master Laurie hurriedly stretched out his hand, covered the Lord's mouth with a snap, and quickly whispered:

"Lord Elliot! You can't talk nonsense about forbidden spells! Not only casting such spells is a big crime to be executed at the stake, according to the regulations of the Magic Association, you and I, as magicians, are forbidden to even discuss this topic orally. of!"

Xia Houyan shook off Master Laurie's hand and said angrily:

"I haven't graduated to get a magic license, and the rules of the association can't control me!"

Master Laurie looked at the lord aggrievedly, and the meaning was very clear: Your lord, although you have not graduated from the Mage Academy, I, Victor Laurie, are a regular magician with strong roots and under the jurisdiction of the association. ...

You are talking nonsense yourself, don't pull me up...

"Master Laurie, I just want to confirm one thing!" Xia Houyan grabbed Master Laurie's sleeve and whispered in his ear, "Is it possible for a zombie resurrected by the resurrection technique to retain the memories, thoughts, or memories of his life? emotion?"

"Huh?" Master Laurie glanced at his lord as if he was mentally retarded. "You said it yourself, you were resurrected by the resurrection technique, but it was a 'zombie'! Zombie! Do you know what a zombie is?"

Xia Houyan wanted to answer: Zombies are not the kind of creatures that invade other people's gardens and eat other people's brains...

But he kept silent by virtue of the professional qualities that a traveler should have.

"Zombies! Yes! No! Own! Thinking!" Master Laurie emphasized word by word, "Have you seen those zombies in the corpse tide today? In theory, the zombies resurrected by the resurrection technique will not only obey orders Other than the magician, it should be no different from those brainless monsters!"

Xiahou Yankao tasted the master's speech, and then asked:
"Then...how do you explain this phenomenon?"

What phenomenon?Master Laurie wanted to ask this question, but Xia Houyan had already raised his hand and stretched out his finger not far away.

The master followed the instructions of the lord, and saw the second unexpected person tonight.

"Master Laurie, good evening." Alice Comstock stood beautifully at the foot of the hillside and bowed to the master with a smile.

Master Laurie opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at the female swordsman in front of him, his eyes as round as goldfish.

The master wondered if he had symptoms of Alzheimer's - there must be something wrong with his memory, because just today, he saw Alice's throat cut by a zombie's claw!
Even, it was Master Laurie who performed an "ingestion technique" himself, and then he snatched Alice's body back from the corpse tide!

What the hell is going on here? !
"Master Laurie." Xia Houyan poked Master's back expressionlessly, "I used the resurrection technique on Alice's corpse just now, the spell seems to have a slight effect - but as you can see, her current state , doesn't seem to be the same as the zombie you described?"

There was a rooster-like cluck from Master Laurie's throat, and he turned his head stiffly, staring at the Lord in a silly way.

Xia Houyan felt that in the current state of this old man, he was more like a zombie than Alice.

"What do you think?" He asked Master Laurie earnestly.

Master Laurie was stunned for another half a minute before finally regaining his language ability.The nearly eighty-year-old old magician looked up at the night sky above his head, with tears rolling in his old eyes:
"My thinking is... If I didn't run out to find the yellow book tonight..."

(End of this chapter)