Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 36
"Don't be in a hurry."

Heine did not agree immediately, he called George to stop.

The Lord Lord turned back in surprise.

"what?"

The other party's reaction was different from what he imagined.

Shouldn't he be shocked first, then be moved beyond measure, and then follow him down with a nervous look on his face?
Heine: "I want to confirm one thing first: Are you going to show me something secret, and getting involved in it means you can't get out?"

George: "..."

Heine: "You hesitated, which means it is indeed the case, so I refuse - I dare not intervene rashly without knowing what the secret is.

"It's late at night and it's time for me to go."

Heine stood up and walked out.

"and many more!"

George quickly stopped him: "Heine, you have to believe me, you will definitely join after seeing it."

"So after seeing it, I have to join?"

"..."

George secretly scolded this cunning little fox, but gritted his teeth:

"It doesn't matter if you don't join after watching it."

"Really?"

"real."

"I don't believe it, you make a written proof."

"you……"

George's eyebrows knitted together.

This was the first time he met such a difficult person.

"Okay," he sighed, "I'll write you a paperwork."

After a few minutes.

Heine dried the ink stains on the "paper", folded it and put it away.

"Are you relieved now?" George joked.

"Please."

……

The two entered the secret room.

As you go down the steps, it feels like a breeze is blowing outward from the depths.

At the bottom is a small study room with a thick carpet on the floor and bookshelves surrounding it.

The blank wall above the bookshelf is covered with portraits, arranged in order from the entrance to the right, twenty in total.

There are hand-drawn drawings in the front, and some kind of magical drawing that has been blurred and invalidated in the middle.

The latest pictures are magical portraits that Heine had seen at the Lion King Trading House.

The person on it blinks and turns his neck, but it looks like a low-quality live2d leather case, which makes it feel scary.

What bothered Heine most was not these, but the strange feeling that had lingered since he stepped here.

This feeling was so strong that he couldn't help but tap his eyebrows and open the Eyes of the Dead.

Then, he was deeply attracted by a touch of silver.

His eyes passed through the thick carpet and saw the magic circle outlined with silver threads below.

It is so clear, so complex, so complete.

For a moment, Heine's heart was in his throat!

He found the source of this feeling...

It was the same feeling as in their cellar, but hundreds of times more intense, leading to a trance like "something was calling me."

"Your perception is very keen!"

When George saw him staring at the carpet, a smile appeared on his lips.

Then he stepped forward and lifted the carpet.

Heine quickly closed the Eye of the Dead, then was stunned.

Underneath the rug is a magic map.

Protected by a layer of glass, there is a three-dimensional magical phantom.

Heine had seen a similar "miniature landscape of the trading house" in the lobby of the Lion King Trading House. After all, that building had five floors and was the tallest building in the Silver Market.

The map in front of me is larger and the phantoms are more refined.

"see it?"

George said excitedly:

"Look here. To the west is the Zanluo Plateau, the country of the orcs and Zanluo people. To the north is the frozen soil, to the east is the Whispering Forest, and to the east are two mysterious forests. Thousands of miles apart, the golden people live. The Luku Plain, hahaha, they are very far away, have you seen it!"

George began to ramble on about the geography and politics beyond the mountains.

It was obvious that he was very proud of this secret knowledge.

Heine's face was shocked, but as he listened, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Except for the strange and extraordinary elements, there is no difference between the McCalla Mountains and the closed feudal society.

To ordinary people, these useless geographical knowledge are like legends from the mouths of bards.

For the nobles who are blocked here, these are more like some mysterious taboos.

The Four-Nation Convention not only blocks the inflow of equipment, props and professionals above level five, but also blocks these "common senses".

So every time he stepped into Lion Trading House, Heine felt a sense of disconnection and disharmony.

It's like a modern commercial building opened in a medieval town.

While others were still using homing pigeons to deliver letters, they already had such things as "holographic magic phantoms".

So now the harder George talks about these secret knowledge, the stronger this feeling becomes.

This is a secret obtained through the efforts of past lords.

And the knowledge Heine heard from those three guys didn't stop there.

Not only do those come from all over the world, they also transcend time and provide direct insight into the future.

...

When George got excited, he sat directly on the ground.

"...So do you understand? Whether it is the City of Holy Helm, Tayaga, the ancestral city of the Zanro people, or the mountain fortress of the dwarves, they are all very far away from us.

"So any threat is just a joke. If they are really so powerful, why are they still secretly accumulating Holy Light? "Yes, that's right, the burial ground was judged, but it was just a trial. We blocked it, right? What?We also discovered a well, we chased Donald away and now it's no longer a threat!

"We have enemies on all sides. They imprison, blockade, and suppress us, but they are also afraid of each other. They are afraid that we will fall to any side!
"So don't worry, Heine, the compromises I showed today are just disguises, just for them to see!"

Snapped!
He suddenly slapped his hand on the map.

"Heine, I want to change everything! You will join, right?"

Heine didn't answer. He didn't know how to answer.

Players rarely remember the name of a certain character. For example, Dylan is still the "Tail King" in the mouths of three people.

For example, Hunter is "boss number three" and so on.

Unless it's a special person, special enough to be remembered by them.

They still call George their lord, perhaps even without remembering his face.

Even if it was force majeure, the lord's role in it was pitifully small.

Not even as good as the "Seventh Master" in Teacher Xia's mouth.

So Heine doesn't think George is some "macho man from heaven."

To be honest, the moment he saw the magic circle, he had expectations.

He expected that the other party would mention this mysterious magic circle and have something to do with his mysterious ability.

This is the key to breaking the situation.

But he obviously didn't know anything about this either.

The air was quiet for a while, and George frowned:

"Why, you don't believe me?"

"Besides this map, is there anything else?" Heine asked tentatively.

George was shocked: "Aren't these enough?"

"What are you going to do? I mean 'change everything'."

"We have the ability to win over, divide, and defeat them one by one! As I said, their hands can't stretch that long, and the power they can mobilize is also very limited. Wasn't that Osewell also killed by you and Dylan? Yet?"

"But you promised an apology and compensation."

"Yes, but that is a necessary compromise. I even have to make more concessions. I also want Eternal Dawn to build a church here!
“Not only them, but also the Shadow Temple, dwarves, elves, and even Zanluo people can come and practice whatever they want!
"I just want them to fight over Ebony Town. Isn't that good?"

Looking at George's passionate eyes, Heine slowly shook his head.

——He didn’t even know about the Four-Power Pact.

Driving a tiger to devour a wolf is a good strategy, but the prerequisite is not to anger the tiger.

If the four countries really didn't care about this place, why would they spend so much effort to block it?
Blockade is far more difficult to achieve than destruction.

"What are you still worried about?" George asked.

Heine: "Are there any energy storage wells around us? How many are there?

"Will the Holy Light fall from the sky again? Who will be buried next?

"And, will they target the Lord's Mansion and you?"

George couldn't help laughing:

"You are too cowardly. I admit that crushing me is like crushing an ant, but after so many years, our heritage has not been cut off.

"Even one of my ancestors got a strange disease, but they worked together to cure it... You see, they were afraid that something would happen to me."

Heine: “Perhaps this kind of survival is achieved through compromise and non-resistance.”

George's smile faltered.

The originally kind face became angry, and his lips trembled slightly, like an enraged lion.

But he still did not have an attack. Instead, he pointed to the door and said in a stiff tone:

"Just go away and pretend I didn't say anything."

Heine sighed.

"Sorry, lord."

……

When Heine returned to the room, the three of them were reviewing the battle during the day.

This time was different from the past. They were discussing whether the sacrifice of catching sheep was a bit unnecessary and might be discovered by others.

"To put it bluntly, you just want to add a skill, right?"

Mr. Sa's words now smell like vinegar.

Zhuoyang said confidently: "I won't pretend anymore. I just want to step on you and give it a try! I just want to ask you if you accept it?"

Mr. Sa immediately ceased all activities.

With Heine's return, Teacher Xia quickly changed his target.

"Do you think Heine and George have some ulterior deal?"

Zhu Sheep: "Brother, your thoughts are very dangerous."

Mr. Sa: "I won't allow you to slander my good brother Heine without me - I think there is definitely something fishy between the two of them. If not, George has unrequited love!"

Heine was unable to complain, but he felt inexplicably relieved.

This is "real power".

It's everything to him.

But he had to make these two guys understand what it meant to have trouble coming from the mouth.

So he started talking to himself in front of the skeleton every day.

Especially Teacher Xia, who is suspected of being "Miss Dailin".

He was talking nonsense as if he was in love with the paper man, and Teacher Xia was so disgusted.

Just when Mr. Sa was laughing the loudest, Heine changed the topic and targeted him.

"You should also be an elf female archer, right?"

"What am I..."

"I really hope you can recover your memory soon. Tsk, this is a plot that even adventure novels dare not write about."

...

Amid the noise between the three of them, Heine rolled onto the bed.

He would be able to go to the Haunted Manor tomorrow, and he had a feeling that he would be able to clear up more of the fog that shrouded his eyes.

It was a particularly sweet sleep.

(End of this chapter)