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Chapter 392 Bone King
Helot smiled and asked, "Aren't you not interested in the Bradley family's affairs?"

"I was just working, and the royal family's affairs were not my concern. Now I'm off work... I'm very interested in you and Bramelo going out for dessert together, especially coming back so late."

Melissa also gestured to Helot to look at the pendulum clock on the wall. The young man and woman must have talked about a lot of interesting topics at this time.

Helot said, "It's so late, do you still want to listen? Let's go to bed tomorrow."

Helot yawned, looked sleepy, and stood up to leave.

Melissa grabbed Helot's hand and pulled him back into his seat: "If you don't tell me, I won't let you go today."

Helot was helpless. Melissa had recovered her extraordinary strength to level three. It seemed that she could not leave without explaining things clearly.

"Okay, I'll tell you. Bramelo wanted to marry me in order to win over the Claulund family, but I refused. We talked for so long, mostly about this year's Imperial College entrance exam questions."

Melissa was a little puzzled: "The Imperial College entrance examination questions should not be difficult for you, right?"

"It's not difficult for me, but the test questions represent the education level of the Empire and the iteration of basic knowledge. It's only been six years since I took the Imperial College entrance examination, but the new knowledge in the test questions has increased by a quarter.

Our world is developing at a speed we can't imagine, and new technologies are being invented every moment. I really miss the days when I was in school, when I only needed to study and didn't need to be distracted by things I wasn't interested in. "

Melissa's temper because of Helot's "date" with Bramelo at night disappeared instantly at this moment.

She said softly, "Go do what you like, and leave the rest to me. I'll come back to you if I can't handle it."

Helot smiled and said, "That's why I'm determined to save you. There's no one more suitable for me than you. You manage the 13th Investigation Team, and I don't have to worry about anything."

Melissa looked into Helot's eyes and said, "If you fight for me, I will fight for you."

The aggression in Melissa's eyes made Helot unconsciously dodge: "I am really tired and must go back to sleep. You should rest too. I will find a way to contact the ordained person tomorrow."

"it is good!"

Melissa sent Helot out, closed the door, and leaned against it, muttering to herself, "Is it just because I'm your lieutenant?"

She looked out the window and found that it was drizzling outside without her noticing.

The city streets quickly became wet, with water accumulating in some low-lying areas.

In a sewer on the street, something was crawling slowly inside. It was so fast that even if someone saw it, they would think it was just a small animal like a rat.

A hand suddenly reached into the sewer and grabbed the thing.

It was not a rat, but a severed hand covered in mud. It was being held tightly and was struggling hard.

The man who grabbed the severed hand was wearing a long windbreaker, with a high collar and a hat covering his face. He chanted a spell in a low voice, and black energy emerged from his black leather-gloved hands, forming chains that wrapped around the severed hand, and layers of runes penetrated into the severed hand.

"Corpsewer, your corpse puppet is very crudely made. I can easily find your location through it. Now you should have felt your heart in my hand. You are the fourth corpse sewer I found. I don't know where the corpse king is for the other three. You'd better pray that you know."

The severed hand stopped struggling and made a gesture.

"Very good! Lead the way."

The man threw the severed hand on the ground, and the severed hand quickly crawled forward along the corner of the wall, lifted a manhole cover, and crawled in through the gap. "Has Deep Hell now fallen to hiding in the sewers?"

The man in the windbreaker waved his hand, and the manhole cover was lifted aside. He walked to the edge of the well and jumped in without even looking at what was happening below.

Because it was raining, there was a lot of water in the sewer. The man in the windbreaker didn't mind the sewage and waded through the water to follow the severed hand. The severed hand didn't mean to run away. Sometimes, because it climbed too fast, it would stop and wait.

After passing through one pipe after another, we arrived at an open underground space.

Above his head was a crooked steel beam with some corpses hung on it. Below him were sewage canals that gave off a pungent stench and the corpse puppets hidden inside crawled out one by one.

Some corpse stitchers stood around, looking at the strange intruder as if he were a dead person.

The man in the windbreaker didn't seem to realize that this was a trap set for him. He stood surrounded by the corpse stitchers and asked in a loud voice: "I'm here to find the corpse king. Let him come to see me!"

A corpse stitcher with high status stood up and said, "It doesn't take the corpse king himself to turn you into a corpse."

"Excuse me, how do you turn an undead into a corpse?" The man in the windbreaker took off the hat he had been wearing, revealing a skull with a red "V"-shaped mark on his forehead.

When the corpse-stitcher saw the skeleton's appearance, he immediately knelt down in fear: "Master Bone King!"

The other corpse stitchers looked at each other.

There are five kings in Hell, namely the Bone King, Blood King, Corpse King, Perdition King, and Hate King.

Among them, Bone King and Blood King are undead, but Bone King disappeared long ago, and Blood King chose to sleep, so the Deep Hell became the Hell for the Corpse Stitchers.

They didn't expect that Bone King would suddenly appear in front of them.

Seeing the senior corpse stitcher kneeling before the skeleton, the other corpse stitchers also knelt down.

According to legend, among the five kings of Hell, the Bone King is the most powerful.

The Bone King looked at the kneeling corpse stitchers and said, "Now, can I see the Corpse King?"

"Please wait for a moment, Lord Bone King. I will immediately tell the Corpse King the good news of your return. It's just... you look a little different now than you did before. If I hadn't seen the mark on your forehead, I wouldn't have been sure it was you. How should I explain your changes to Lord Corpse King?"

The Bone King said to the Corpse Stitcher, “Tell the Corpse King that during the time I disappeared, I was fusing the body of the Bone Dragon Oaks. It’s such a waste to put that skull dragon on display in a museum!
Now that I have succeeded, of course I have to return to my deep prison.

Just tell the Corpse King that I can forgive him for what he did as long as he comes to see me!"

The corpse stitchers didn't expect that Bone King disappeared in order to merge with the body of Bone Dragon Ox. Now that he has succeeded, does it mean that Bone King is now a bone dragon!
"Master Bone King, I will go and ask Master Corpse King, we both beg for your forgiveness."

The Bone King said again: "Send someone to inform the Blood King and ask him to come see me as well."

The Corpse Stitcher said awkwardly, "The Blood King is sleeping in his underground mausoleum, and the vampires won't allow us to disturb him." Then, under the creepy gaze of the Bone King, the Corpse Stitcher quickly said, "I'll send someone to notify the Blood King immediately. But the Blood King's underground mausoleum is a bit far from the Covenant City, so you'll have to wait for a while."

"The Blood King is my good brother, I can wait for him!"

(End of this chapter)