Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 271 Kitil’s Past

"Of course I know Barry Gitiller."

Heine glanced at Meno calmly.

"Besides, he is still my mentor."

At this time, Mr. Sa was introducing Milton's origins to him in stumbling common language.

This guy is obviously a mute lingua franca as well.

Normally, I can type fairly smoothly, but once I use psychic skills to connect my wheat, my true colors will be revealed.

He asked more than once, "How about I type?" So after knowingly asking "What is 'typing'", Heine sternly rejected him.

Fortunately, he learned about the beginning of this incident from Meno in advance, so he knew what was going on after just a few words.

Milton was indeed a member of the Gitile family more than three hundred years ago, but he had nothing to do with Gitile in the McCalla Mountains.

They got angry and cursed to this day.

Now the old nobles quit.

The reason why Heine knew this was because Mr. Sa and Wei Dianyuan dug the grave of a minor nobleman after they "drifted north".

But because God is after the reward, his talent in music is simply outrageous.

What else could Heine do? He could only hold his nose and admit it.

He eventually went to work as an ordinary musician in a place like Saint-Sitine, where the family had the least influence and the old aristocracy had the greatest influence.

However, these two treasures guessed that Godero City was about to entrust the Brotherhood to steal information about Velitas.

After hearing about this incident, the Temple at that time canceled the title of Queen, which had long existed in name only, and successfully completed another weakening of the old nobility.

In just ten years, he composed more than two hundred songs, which were widely circulated.

Meno did not go into details about what happened next, except that this guy kidnapped the Queen of Saint-Sitine.

Even Barry Gitile escaped from the Shadow Temple.

They always believed that Milton, the bastard, was sent deliberately by damn Kittyler.

The Gitil family has served Ms. Deathrattler for generations and belongs to the surname of the elders of the Nice people.

Meno obviously did not dare to ask more questions, and therefore mistakenly believed that the "grave robbery" also came from Heine's instructions.

It can be said that if God had not given birth to him Milton, the classical music world would be like a long night.

When he mentioned this matter, his tone was rather resentful, and he never failed to remind Heine, "You should think more about your servant."

But at that time, their influence was not as far-reaching as it is today.

So in order to dispel their stupid idea, and at the same time so that they could come to Yati Town to do side tasks, the two of them lied that this was "Heine's intention."

This kind of reputation has long attracted the attention of the family, but precisely because he is so famous, in order to protect the family's face, the Kitilers dare not admit that this guy is one of theirs, nor dare to make a fuss about this matter. big.

The tomb contained many of Milton's belongings, which were later given to Meno.

More than three hundred years ago, Milton chose to leave the family because he hated dealing with flesh and bones all day long.

There is no way, the child is older and has his own ideas.

Now he not only has to take the blame, but also has to solve the mess caused by these two.

...

Milton in front of him was obviously stunned after hearing Heine's answer:
"Barry Gitile is he still alive?"

Heine glanced at Meno again.

Meno couldn't help but wonder, why does he always look at me?
Heine: "Yes, he is still alive."

Meno was shocked: "What did you say!??"

"I'm sorry I lied to you." Heine spread his hands: "When I asked you to go to the crypt to get the information, I had already secretly moved Barry. However, the den was destroyed at that time, and he was already dying. Even if He survived, but now he is just an ordinary old man who can be blown down by the wind, insulated from the extraordinary."

Meno said anxiously: "But he——"

Heine: "By the way, he had a knife on his soul back then, and his memories before coming to the McCalla Mountains have almost all disappeared - are you relieved now?"

He didn't have to worry Meno, but Mr. Sa mentioned that Milton was a level six boss, and he was a little panicked.

He can't think of any other solution right now except trying to throw out some topics that might be of interest to the other party.

No wonder they can be forced into this situation, this is a level six boss!

All in all, I regret it.

He should have brought Gawain.

Mr. Sa was emphasizing how strong this boss was at the moment, so he just said:

"...In short, he is stronger here than Gawain in his full glory."

Okay, foreshadowing eliminated!
...Meno was left speechless by Heine's last hit.

Indeed, if he is an ordinary person named Barry who has forgotten about the Shadow Temple, he should live as long as he lives...

The premise is that Heine didn't lie.

On the other hand, Heine's words also successfully attracted Milton's interest. The curiosity in the eyes of this sixth-level boss became more and more intense. He waved his sleeves, and the stream of light chasing the shadow in the sky was pulled over and drilled into the ground.

After a few seconds, a tall creature emerged from the ground.

It has a pair of golden wings and a white robe covering its whole body, but there is an additional layer of black armor on top.

Its legs were like those of a bird, wrapped in dark shackles, and its ice-blue eyes were like snakes.

Heine had never seen such a creature before, but Meno was a little excited, or rather angry.

The little old man clenched his fists and his lips trembled.

"You...how could you...be so blasphemous!"

"How can such a beautiful creature be considered blasphemous?"

Milton was very satisfied with his reaction and said with a bit of resentment:
"Isn't it a hopeless feeling to see others wantonly distorting the things you cherish but being unable to do anything about it?"

Meno took a deep breath and said nothing.

Heine secretly asked Mr. Sa: "What's going on?"

Mr. Sa: "This is the original appearance of a...soul hunter from the temple, but it should not have the characteristics of holy light or beast."

He probably meant to say "soul hunters", a common armed force in the temple.

Heine understood.

He had heard his brothers complain that the temple only had plate armor and cloth armor, and they were ripped off from soul hunters. This time he finally saw them in full.

Cloth armor and plate armor, okay!
"Let's talk somewhere else."

Milton waved his hand, and the modified soul hunter couldn't help but grab the three of them - Andre and Heine were caught, while Meno was caught under the creaking nest.

As for Mr. Sa, he was personally captured by Milton, who transformed into a feathered serpent.

They flew straight towards the plains as primitive as the beginning of chaos.

As Milton came here, the light and darkness on the plain stopped fighting and became as docile as a docile kitten.

At this time, the bronze mirror in Heine's arms suddenly shook.

Damn it?

Heine was shocked, why did President Zhen Sa send a text message?

But at this juncture?

But soon, he realized that this "vibration" was not a notification, but a resonance, as if the mirror was stimulated by something...

The tremors peaked as he reached the heart of the plain, then gradually died down.

After flying over the plain, the mirror completely calmed down and became silent.

He couldn't help but look back at the strange black earth.

In a daze, he felt like he had seen this kind of ground somewhere...

Underworld?
It shouldn't be...his Yuanling affinity is so high, there's no way he can't sense it.

At the same time, through the arc of light that was constantly flashing across the sky and the earth, they came to the towering, dark mountain wall.

Heine saw clearly what was hidden behind this.

This is a huge dark tree, with sharp edges and corners as if it were made of stone.

No wonder it looks like a building from a distance...

Milton and Soul Hunter took the three of them and flew straight into the heart chamber of the tree.

This place is more spacious and more imposing than Quelkus' chamber.

Although Heine had not been to Saint-Sittin, he knew with his own feet that the dazzling interior decoration was considered wealthy among the old aristocrats.

Even rich people like Andre were stunned.

When a coal boss meets an oil man, it belongs.

And on the most conspicuous wall of this room, there is also a painting, which shows a sleeping beauty lying in a crystal coffin.

"Now we can talk."

Milton returned to his human form and looked at Heine, blocking his view of the painting.

"Are you from McCalla?" he asked.

(End of this chapter)