They don't want me to work harder

Firstly, it was because Veronica changed her previous weird style and launched an attack like a mad dog. With her magic power fully activated, bats and blood shadows swept across the entire place like a storm, crushing all the undead creatures along the way.

Well, although what she said just now was very inappropriate, she was really angered when she saw Richard was injured.

Secondly, with the help of those undead souls that died again, Richard absorbed a wave of resentment and regained his magic power. Under the influence of one and the other, the army of summoned objects completely overwhelmed the undead in numbers.

In less than 10 minutes, Heyman's men were exhausted, and he himself fell to his knees weakly, seemingly unable to fight anymore.

However, seeing this scene, both Richard and Veronica frowned.

"Is it a fake?"

Veronica threw out a blood-condensed spear and directly smashed Heyman's skeleton body into pieces.

"It's a substitute-type spell. The main body shouldn't have escaped too far!"

The two people's mental powers dispersed, and then they simultaneously locked onto a skeleton dog that was running wildly at the end of the road...

That was Heyman.

After realizing that Veronica had broken free from the illusion, he was once again shocked to the point of being speechless. He also immediately realized that he was determined not to win today.

If I don’t run away, I’m afraid I’ll be stewed and fed to the dogs!

So, while the battle was fierce, Heiman pulled in a skeleton soldier with a similar appearance and disguised it with magic. The main body assembled the bones into the appearance of a wild dog and escaped secretly.

This is very embarrassing and has no dignity of a silver level master.

But Heyman actually doesn't care about this, otherwise he wouldn't be a necromancer at all, and he wouldn't be unknown for so many years, only having a sense of presence among a few pirate leaders.

He is not like those colleagues who appreciate death from the bottom of their hearts, but is afraid of death, so he would rather become a skeleton to maintain his existence, so he will spend all his energy to pursue those things that ordinary people stay away from...

By the time Richard and Veronica noticed him, Heyman had already run far away.

"Haha, if this continues, I will be able to escape!"

"Veronica, Richard...very good, very good! Wait..."

Looking at the two people chasing behind him out of the corner of his eye, thinking of all the strange things about them, Heyman paused involuntarily and changed the premise of the straightforward personal threat:

"...When I find all those things, I will definitely make you into puppets! I..."

boom!

Suddenly, his right hind leg accidentally stepped into the gap between two stones, and the rest of his body was carried along by inertia, which immediately broke the hip axis and right leg joint!

His body, which had long since exhausted its strength, seemed unable to bear even this kind of stumbling.

"how is this possible!"

Heyman couldn't believe that he stumbled at such a critical moment when he was about to escape!

In fact, Veronica, who was chasing after her desperately, secretly sighed at her luck.

Only Richard knew that this was not luck at all, but that he used the characteristics of [Destiny Writer].

Isn't it very reasonable for an old man to run on four legs at such an old age and break his bones accidentally?

In a few breaths, he and Veronica caught up with Heyman.

"I surrender! I surrender! As long as you spare my life, I am willing to sign a master-servant contract with you!"

After realizing that he was really going to die, Heyman stopped claiming to be senile. Although he didn't even have decent facial features, he knelt down to show off his flattery:

"Your Highness is worthy of being the champion who has conquered the empire for a generation. I am willing to devote all my skills to help you build your career..."

boom!

However, before he finished speaking, Richard directly let Dahei behind him slap him down with his paw.

This necromancer, who had the ability to form an army of the undead, died on the roadside of a remote small country with the skeleton of a wild dog.

"You are so groveling, you are not even worthy of me as your opponent, and..."

Li looked at the corpse and said solemnly: "...I am not interested in things that will leave hidden dangers for myself."

He hadn't forgotten what happened in the simulation, so he didn't intend to hold back from the beginning.

After all, it is too dangerous to let such a mysterious necromancer escape with his life.

As for the allegiance of a silver-level powerhouse... Haha, are you better than my wife Luvia?It's fragrant, soft and can be beaten!

"Your Highness is really straightforward~"

Next to him, Veronica laughed and sprinkled a piece of blood on Heyman's body.

Immediately, the blood spontaneously ignited, completely burning the skeleton into ashes, and at the same time, a faint red smoke was extracted.

"This is the secret method of our vampires. It can squeeze some memory fragments from the souls of the deceased. Although it is not comprehensive, it is still somewhat useful."

Richard nodded and acquiesced to this approach.

Then, he saw something shiny among the ashes.

it looks...

It seems to be a small iron box?

Chapter 122 The female gangster can’t be driven away!

After the bloody flames extinguished, Richard used the hands of a mage to carefully take out the iron box.

Looking carefully, he saw protective runes on the surface of the box, but they were mostly damaged by Veronica, so he opened it.

At first glance, it was the monocle I had just seen inside, as well as three crumpled pieces of parchment.

...Hayman was so dangerous just now, yet he still remembered to pick this thing back up?

Richard touched his chin and recalled the thrilling scene where Veronica was put to sleep just now.

Well, these glasses are at least the proud work of a gold-level alchemy master, maybe even higher.

As long as you can learn how to use it, you can definitely become one of your trump cards!

He opened the three pieces of parchment again and saw that they were of the same style. It seemed that a piece of paper had been torn into three parts. After putting them together, he could make out two crooked words written on them...

More than 200 complex and obscure ghost symbols.

"The resting place...the Palace of Worry...the ancient Elvish language? It seems to be the dialect of the lowland forest tribe?"

Richard scratched his head. He had learned this thing before, but he was not very good at it. He was still at the level where he could not tell the difference between the front door building and the hip axis.

But what is certain is that if Heyman can put this thing together with his glasses, it must be a very precious thing!

At this time, Veronica, who had digested the soul fragments next to her, came to reveal the answer.

"These should be related to the Dream God."

"Oneiroi?"

Richard blinked and ruminated before remembering that this was also a minor god, with a status similar to that of the ice god in Idaril Prison.

The current situation is pretty much the same...it's no different from death.

"When Heyman was young, he should have killed a descendant of the dream god in the human world. These glasses are the relics he snatched from the opponent. They contain divine power and can greatly increase the power of mental spells. They can also cause harm to people. Falling into a dream..."

Veronica said, frowning slightly, obviously there was no further information in the absorbed fragments.

She pointed to three more pieces of parchment and said: "This is also something from the Dream God. It seems to be a map pointing to a ruins... By the way, the biggest one among them is the standard fruit reward for Joseph's assassination mission."

That’s it, connected.

Heyman should have been consciously collecting the relics of the Dream God.

In this incident, on the surface, Standard Fruit Company used parchment to hire Joseph. In fact, Heyman wanted the parchment and conspired with the leader of the Evil Wind Pirates to kill the deputy leader Joseph in exchange.

In the simulation, Heyman probably gained half of the power of the Dream God before he was promoted to gold...

But this thing doesn't look like a map. Could it be a riddle?

Richard fiddled with the parchment and looked at Veronica for help.

The latter rarely turned his head and said softly: "How can I know a language that even an academic mage like you can't understand?"

Well, it seems that we can only leave it to be studied later.

Then the two of them cleaned up the battlefield. While clearing away the remains and resentments of the undead, they also found some gold coin scrolls and potions, but they were of little value.

Just when Richard wanted to discuss with Veronica how to divide the things, Katyusha's voice came from the distance.

The little maid, together with the summons, took care of the rest of the pirates, and was now dragging a bunch of tied prisoners to report to Richard.

"Heroine, I'm just an ordinary sailor, a pirate who had no choice but to become a pirate after a shipwreck. I'm innocent!"

"Yes, yes, please spare us!"

Hearing the pirates' wails, Katyusha stamped her foot without expression - breaking the calf of the one with the loudest voice.

"Damn it, why is this woman so strong!"

Richard couldn't help but click his tongue.

Katyusha's performance was even better than he expected.

But it's not surprising when you think about it.

After all, when she was in St. Goethe, the little maid and she had undergone high-intensity training from Luvia. Normally, she was strict with herself and never slacked off.

If she works hard enough, her strength will greatly improve.

Richard secretly admired it in his heart, and turned to Veronica and said: "You have to leave first. Our cooperation must be kept secret for now. It's hard to let Katyusha know..."

"But I can't leave~"

Veronica, who had been lively just now, suddenly pouted, shrunk, transformed into a little bat, and got into Richard's sleeve.

Hiss, it’s so itchy!

Richard quickly wanted to drag the person out: "You, what are you doing!"

"I'm tired." Veronica said softly: "In order to cooperate with Your Highness, I worked too hard just now and I no longer have the strength to go back. I can only ask Your Highness to protect me~"

"..."

You're relying on someone else, right?Are you greedy for my body?

"I can't move now, so I can only let His Highness ravage... Hee hee, isn't this what Your Highness Zhenghe wants? You were very wanton when you first came to your relatives' house~ Or do you want to give up after all, Your Highness?"