Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 64 Non-Poetry Club Members

"Linumu? Why is this guy here?"

Heine was a little confused.

The visitor is a wood elf.

As an "assistant", he came with Simon to pay the ransom to Jiang Lu.

However, according to Mr. Sa's description, the other party is good at healing and will be able to turn the tide in a certain battle in the future.

But whenever he thinks of Simon's name, Heine's impression of him is inevitably affected.

"Is this wood elf your friend?"

Siara looked surprised.

"I just met him once and he had a cool hairstyle, so I remembered it."

Heine explained.

However, these words still made other shadow technicians, including Meno, have complicated expressions.

No, aren't you from the McCalla Mountains?

Mourning Valley is separated from here by two forests, thousands of miles away...

Why are you related to wood elves?
Even though they already knew that Heine had many secrets, they still couldn't accept this incident.

Could it be that we are the only ones adhering to the Four-Nation Pact like fools?

...

In the yard, Dylan also looked ugly.

First the light, then the shadow.

Now it's the elves.

When did this damn place become so lively? ? ?

But feeling the opponent's aura and the pressure brought by that energy, he still controlled his emotions well.

Linumu watched warily as a group of people came down from the floating city.

There were so many of them that the wood elf hesitated for a moment.

Was it too hasty?
When he saw the chains on Siara's skirt clearly, he frowned slightly.

Server?
When he saw four skeletons behind Heine.

His brows furrowed even more.

There's actually one more one?
And it's pitch black soul fire?

He instinctively connected everything in front of him, and a bold guess emerged in his heart:
Did the people in the Shadow Temple also discover this secret?

His eyes quickly fell on Mr. Sa, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the clean silver soul fire.

Fortunately, he was not contaminated at all...

Fortunately, Mr. Sa didn't know what he was thinking, otherwise he would have to swear.

Meno took a step forward to meet Linumu and took the initiative:
"Wood Elf of Mourning Valley, why do you appear here? Do you know that you have violated the Four Nations Convention!"

Linumu didn't waste any time and directly showed a badge shaped like a water drop.

The whole body is sea blue and crystal clear.

It comes from an organization called the Holy Healing Society.

Heine learned about it from Naga, played by Megumin.

It is similar to the World Health Organization, but is not a government agency but is a coalition of individually powerful healing professions.

Members of the Holy Healing Society rarely participate in war relief efforts between countries and ethnic groups.

They heal the world.

There are typhoons, thunderstorms, droughts, floods, etc. on the earth.

In this world filled with extraordinary energy, similar disasters will be super doubled.

Any kind of natural disaster is accompanied by various energy waves, and the monsters, monsters, and dead souls driven by them...

The Society of Holy Healing aims to assist countries in dealing with these problems.

With the badge of the Holy Healing Society, Linumu could make one up even if he had no excuse.

Meno suddenly lost his temper.

The wood elf didn't show any politeness and said straight to the point:

"You must have solved the flooding of Holy Light here, right? I can tell you that there is a Holy Light storage well near the Whispering Crypt."

"what?"

Meno was confused. Why didn't this elf play his cards according to the routine?

Although he is from the Holy Healing Society, he is also an elf!
Shouldn't the elves who are called the people of silver wear the same pants as the people of gold?

——In fact, it was the Silver Elf of Mercury Forest, but Meno didn’t know that.Just as Europeans and Asians couldn't tell each other apart, he couldn't figure out the race and politics of the elves.

"I have no malice."

Linumu continued:

"I discovered you a few days ago. Through follow-up observation, I am sure that you have calculated the location of the second energy storage well. So I actually have a second purpose here."

He looked at Heine: "I'm here to tell you that Jiang Lu is imprisoned in the Whispering Crypt, and you have to rescue her."

Everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Heine's face.

But the latter did not answer immediately.

It's not because of the other person's problem.

But ever since he came into close contact with Linumu, he had a strange feeling.

There was an obvious feeling of rejection on the other side.

It's not sharp or intense.

It is a slow, passive rejection.

It's like when you are sitting under a tree to enjoy the shade, the sun above your head is clearly not moving, but the tree has gradually moved its crown away, allowing the harsh sunlight to shine directly at you.

The speed is so slow that you will miss it if you are not careful, but if you take a nap, you will be exposed to the sun.It didn't beat it with branches, nor did it pull up roots and run away.

It just doesn't welcome you.

But this was obviously not Linumu's own emotion - because he came to the door enthusiastically.

And he never took his eyes off Mr. Sa.

The most important thing is that Heine clearly couldn't feel this last time...

"Heine?"

Siara touched his arm.

Heine came to his senses and replied: "Is that a prison there? Why is she locked up?"

Linumu: "I went to visit her. There were many crimes, but the most important thing was Donald, who accused Jianglu.

"The reason why I came to you is because of the ancient alliance agreement. I hope you will consider this request carefully."

Linumu stretched out his hand, and a light blue feather floated in his palm.

Everyone present felt a brisk, lively wind plumping their feathers.

This spiritual energy creates a momentary illusion, placing people in a grassy wilderness.

The breeze blew by my ears, accompanied by the chirping of birds and insects.

In Heine's mind, Mr. Sa seemed to have fallen into some kind of madness:

"Whispers, whispers... Brothers, think of a way, let my eldest brother know that I can't live without that thing!!"

Wei Dianyuan: "Don't make any noise, just go forward. Why are you waiting?"

Mr. Sa: "Brother Yang, can I come in?"

Catching Sheep: "Act realistically, don't be too flexible."

Mr. Sa agreed wholeheartedly, and then stepped forward firmly.

Seeing him move, the anticipation in Linumu's eyes finally turned into the joy of getting his long-cherished wish!

The wood elf murmured: "Sure enough, he was indeed touched..."

"Do you know about Jungle Wind?" he asked.

"Who is that?" Heine asked knowingly.

Saberia, the wind of the jungle, is a character carefully selected by Mr. Sa.

Unfortunately, there was no chance for him to trigger it until Linumu appeared.

Therefore, Heine could not take the initiative to understand based on the clues.

Unexpectedly, this time someone came directly to the door with clues.

"Saberia Whisper, an ancient wood elf ranger, this feather comes from his hat."

After Linumu finished speaking, Meno's expression also changed.

He looked at the feather, then at Mr. Sa, and finally at Wei Dianyuan.

Could it be said that it also...

"Can we go aside and talk?" Linumu almost begged.

"it is good."

"Can you bring Master Saberia with you?"

Heine joked: "Now you are holding that feather, and he will follow you wherever you go."

After watching the two people leave with the skeleton, Meno immediately asked Siara in a low voice.

"Sir, did you know this earlier?"

"What did I know earlier?"

"I know how extraordinary Mr. Heine is."

Siara was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "Five days ago, he was the country bumpkin in your mouth, and now he is the extraordinary Mr. Heine?"

Meno looked embarrassed and didn't even dare to laugh this time.

He secretly looked at the skeleton who had burned their furnace for eight days.

It always felt like the soul fire in the other person's eyes was like a sarcastic smile.

Ridiculing his ignorance and audacity...

Wei Dianyuan: "?? Why is he looking at me? Why is he always looking at me?"

This question is difficult to answer.

...

On the other side, the two of them were far away from the main force.

For Heine, that faint rejection became clearer.

He suddenly realized something and glanced at Siara in the crowd.

They were both level [-] experts, but there was no similar rejection in her.

He remembered that the other party said:

“You’ll understand when you see it, no need to verify.”

So Linumu...

Isn't he from the poetry club?
The biggest change in me is that my Yuanling affinity has increased by one level, so my perception has become sharper.

Could it be said that this kind of exclusion is the key to distinguishing the members of the poetry club?
He hid his doubts in his heart and watched Linumu respectfully deliver the feather to Mr. Sa.

Mr. Sa held it as if he were holding the transformed divine light stick.

Then nothing happened.

"It's over, my brother's house collapsed before he even debuted!"

Mr. Sa said in horror.

(End of this chapter)