Spellmaster’s Manual

2021-06-08

  Chapter 49 Traditional Virtues of Death Row Prisons

Blood Moon Country, Broken Lake Prison, restaurant.

Ash looked at the hibiscus crab, lemon berry milk cake, super-sweet lala fat, golden pineapple juice in front of him, his nose was full of the fragrance of delicacies, but he couldn't give up any appetite in his heart.

These dishes are not simple, they only exist in the hidden menu of the restaurant, usually even if the prisoners consume their contribution points, they can’t order them.

It is said that these dishes are all high-level rare delicacies outside. For example, this super god Lala Fatty, the raw materials alone are worth the monthly salary of an ordinary person one third.

And their taste is also excellent value for money. Ash suspected that the chef used spellmaster's method. He was an urbanite who had suffered the test of MSG chicken powder. He almost wanted to eat after the first bite. Swallow it with the tongue, it is so delicious that it feels dead and no regrets.

But when he thought that he was going to die later, he lost his appetite.

Several other condemned prisoners with the same illness have similar thoughts. Some took a bite without a bite, some shed tears while eating, and some people turned their knife and fork to use, and they had to lose the knife and fork. Sharpen the edge, otherwise it will trigger the'suicide prohibition warning' on the back-neck chip.

There are only two death row prisoners who can eat normally, one is blue-skinned ogre, and the other is elf Varkas.

The two of them really didn’t seem to care about the next Blood Moon Trial, ogre ate them with their hands, ordering one after another; Varkas showed them ten uses of knives and forks, It is as elegant as dining in a skyscraper revolving restaurant.

"Is it difficult to eat? Need help?"

The cordial voice of the prison guard Nagu was like a whip dipped in salt water, which instantly shook all the executed prisoners and bowed their heads. Eat hard.

Even Ash is no exception.

The reason why the death row prisoners are so frightened is because the whole afternoon of'supervision' has wiped out their arrogance, facing the prison guard Nagu who can control their back-neck chip, even if it is The most thorny person has to be honest-if you are not honest, then you will be pressed to be honest.

To be honest, Nagu didn't do anything excessive to them either.

Not even a single piece of their hair was touched.

It didn't hurt them at all.

He just asked all the death row prisoners to follow his schedule.

For example, if someone does not eat, Nagu will activate the chip control system and use voice to control the prisoner to eat:

"Open your mouth, put the food in your mouth, and chew , Twice, three times, swallow..."

For example, if someone doesn’t watch or moves around, Nagu will make him a model audience in the theater:

"Sit down Okay, put your hands on your knees, look at the large light curtain, and remember to blink your eyes every five seconds."

For example, when breathing fresh air on the rooftop of the sea, Nagu said that his superiors asked all prisoners to take pictures. And put forward the following requirements: neatly dressed, smiling, showing a good divine wind appearance, and the harmonious group atmosphere of Broken Lake Prison...

There is no doubt that death row inmates alone cannot meet the above requirements. , So Nagu'helped' them a little.

Fortunately, Ash was just lying on the ground with a smile next to his head, and Varkas was amazing-he was sitting on Ogre’s shoulders with his hands on his head and wearing cat ears, thin and cold. There was a sweet smile on his face to the camera.

And one is not enough. You have to take a few more. From being handsome and selling cool to being hugged together, you have everything you need to look like a divine wind.

The prisoners on death row who were put in eighteenth postures by Nagu were completely numb. They just wanted to meet Nagu's requirements quickly and easily, and even felt that it was better to fast forward to the Blood Moon Trial.

Destroy it, hurry up, tired.

So as soon as Nagu spoke, they immediately abandoned the boring sadness of spring and autumn, and hurriedly cooked their food.

In this brief moment, the regulator Nagu put pressure on them beyond the Blood Moon Trial.

After all,'death' they haven't seen yet.

But'life is better than death' is in sight.

Ash glanced at the empty restaurant, and asked the person next to him in a low voice: "Why no one comes to eat now? Even if you don't eat at noon, other people are always impossible to eat at night, right?"

The death row inmate next to him is named Archibald Harvey. He has dark skin and curly hair. He looks like he does heavy work during the day, but he actually works at night: a scavenger who specializes in handling corpses.

Some people may be surprised that handling a corpse is at most committing the crime of destroying the corpse. How can it be reduced to the death penalty?    This is naturally related to the death standard: in the Blood Moon Country, only the dead body that is pronounced dead by the licensed healer is called a dead body.

Without a healer to pronounce a sentence, even if you turn your head off, you are still alive in legal terms.

Because healer can really revive people who turned around. Although many corpses are dead, they can still be rescued.

So logistics personnel like Harvey who specialize in helping underground organizations dispose of corpses are naturally not mixed up with the generous treatment of'accomplices', but are regarded as'extremely bad serial murderers': He has dealt with hundreds of corpses. If every corpse is treated as a living person, few people in the entire prison can have their sins equal to Harvey’s mention on equal terms.

But this does not mean that Harvey is a good person who has been wronged.

Although he didn’t have much time to reveal his ill-informed during the afternoon’s chat, but he was a necromantic spellmaster and he said, “What’s so good about a hot woman?” Point, it is enough to judge that his sexual addiction is too early for human beings now.

However, whether a person is bad or not has nothing to do with enthusiastic netizens. In this afternoon of pitiful illness, Ash quickly became acquainted with him.

Harvey replied: "They came to the restaurant early before 5 o’clock to finish the meal."

"Huh? Why?"

"Because of them Avoid us. Except for the eight of us, the other prisoners will try their best not to leave the dormitory today. Those who have enough contribution to order directly, and those who are not rich will try to avoid our dining time."

"I know, but why are they avoiding us?"

"Traditional virtues."

Ash blinked.

It's not that he doesn't understand this term, it's just that when it is used to describe the death row prisoners here, it always feels weird.

Harvey said: "First of all, the eight people selected will be summoned to the restaurant by the supervisor at noon, so no one will come out throughout the morning. Although the candidates are selected according to the trial sequence, But who knows if you will meet a supervisor on the road, and the supervisor will put you on the trial list if you feel that your walking posture is too dragged?"

"The supervisor has this kind of power?"

"I don't know, do you dare to bet?"

"Don't dare."

"That's it." Harvey shrugged. "Although eight people were selected after noon, no one dare to breakthrough. The first reason is naturally because of the existence of the regulator. If the regulator sees you not pleasing to the eye, you will be replaced with a lucky guy. , Don’t you regret that your blood vessels exploded?"

Ash nodded.

Indeed.

There is nothing more irritating than your own bad luck than seeing others profit from your own bad luck, and you are so angry that you can burn your belly even thinking about it.

"The second reason is a bit superstitious. Prisoners think that people who are seen by our unlucky ghosts are likely to be candidates for the next Blood Moon Trial."

Understandably, everyone is afraid of being infected with bad luck. It is definitely not a physical problem to be taken by an unlucky ghost in the afternoon, and it is definitely not a physical problem that the unlucky ghost causes gravity disorders.

"And the third reason is that they don't know how to face us."

"en?"

"Hello? Encourage? Comfort." Harvey wiped his mouth with a napkin, "It's you... Oh no, Ash, you are now the person on trial. At this moment, if you see other prisoners escaping from the blood moon, would you? Think that every punctuation mark they talk about is full of aloof and remote superiority?"

Ash opened his mouth and thought about it.

Now that I know that I am going to die next, and you don’t have to die, then I must feel that you are exuding an abominable rancid smell all over your body.

More than just talking.

I can breathe just by seeing you.

Can make me feel that you are mocking me.

Encourage? Satire!   Comfort? laugh at!   Pity? despise!   No matter what good things they say, the eight people in Ash sound like swear words.

Because of the fear of death, a sad thick barrier appeared between the eight prisoners and all the others.

"So on the day of the Blood Moon Trial, all the prisoners consciously stayed in the dormitory not to go out. It was to protect themselves and to protect the person under trial."

Harvey looked towards Ash, "If you survive, when the next blood moon comes, you must also abide by this traditional virtue. This is the only kindness that we can and must persist. But..."

"But What?"

"I've seen your news report." Harvey shrugged, "Honestly, you are likely to die tonight."

"Not random Kill someone?"

Ash was a little nervous. When he knew that the Blood Moon Trial was a death sentence of one person out of eight, he guessed that it must be a random ceremony-if not random, There is no need to choose eight draws.

"It's random, but it's not that random, and sometimes several people die...Have you really never watched the Blood Moon Trial?"

"Really not. I don’t know the rules of the Blood Moon Trial at all!"

Harvey smiled: "Then you will find out later... When I first watched the Blood Moon Trial when I was a child, I was deeply touched by this The show was shocked, didn’t expect this world, and there is such a wonderful entertainment. I won’t tell you the truth. The most contemptuous behavior of the necromancer is prophecy. Exploring the unknown is the most pleasant enjoyment of spellmaster, and death is the most Great mystery."

Ash sighed, and was a little confused: "Since I must be dead, what are you nervous about?"

Harvey shrugged: "Because of Blood Moon Trial is not fixed, and sometimes there will be some changes, causing the prisoners to be very nervous, accidentally playing to death by themselves... You are right, when I get to the scene, I will just lie down and sleep with my eyes closed, as long as I am sure of myself If I won’t be the one among the eight, I’m sure I won’t die if I don’t do anything."

What Harvey said made Ash very nervous when he was eating Lalafa.

No way, am I going to die?   Really no chance?    Obviously, the exploration of Void Realm is so smooth, and I got the Void Realm telescope in the morning, maybe I can gather Slash Me Miracle's spell tonight......

Obviously, Sword Princess and I are getting stronger. , Spellmaster World just unveiled the mysterious veil to me...

Obviously I just defeated Varkas and thwarted Schilling’s conspiracy...

I'm still in the developmental stage, can you? Give me some more time!   Ash is like a shooter who is saving money and holding a large piece of equipment, but is suddenly dragged into a group.

Seeing that victory is in the distance, he is beaten by the stubbornness in front of him.

He suddenly recalled the circle of friends that Boss had posted before: life is not about cooking, and you will not prepare all the ingredients to start the pot. When you see yourself being sprinkled with cumin, you should realize that you have become For the ingredients-who can guess that the second day he posted this circle of friends announced that the whole company has become 996 from the big and small weeks?    "At the end of dinner time, wipe your mouth, go to the bathroom for personal hygiene, and gather in the central hall within half an hour."

Note that the supervisor Nagu is not in the'order', but in the'input Instruction'-everyone wiped their mouths with napkins at the same time, and then one after another stood up and went to the toilet to crackle.

Before Ash walked into the bathroom, he heard Nagu's last instruction:   "At 7:45, arrive at the Blood Moon Appear on time and wait for the show to start."

(End of this chapter)