miss mist go with the flow

No one knows what happened to him to become what he is now.

But judging from his restraint on himself and his intimacy with Kevin, he still maintains a certain degree of rationality.

The humanoid monster walked towards Amy with heavy steps, and the surging breath disturbed the wind direction.

Renford endured the pain of his fracture, rolled sideways to avoid the monster, ran to pick up Kevin with one hand, and hid in a private house beside him.

"Uncle Rumford, that's Grandpa! He won't hurt me!" cried the boy, "And Sister Witch is here too, we're all right!"

Rumford gritted his teeth and remained silent. Adults are not as innocent as children.He never fully trusted the Witch, and was wary of the monstrous Jennock.

He just wants to protect Kevin now.

Behind Amy, Sirin and Crow pulled out their swords almost at the same time, wary of Jack's approach.

Helen and Liv were further back, and the eldest lady of the earl's family blinked, her azure blue pupils were full of curiosity.

The most commendable characteristic of mages is their insane curiosity, and Helen is no exception.

The humanoid monster in front of him was filled with a black undead aura, but apart from that, there was a hint of dragon power in the crimson grudge.

Those wild beasts in the misty forest should have been influenced by Longwei.

Why is there a dragon power on a humanoid undead monster?Even if Jernock is of dragon blood, after his death, the power of the dragon will be overwhelmed by the power of the undead, unless the power of the dragon in his body is acquired after death...

Helen deduces some interesting information, but she doesn't say it.

In front of the forest witch and the mist, her little knowledge is not worth bragging about.

"Don't come any closer!"

When Jernock walked five or six steps away from Amy, Sirin warned coldly, the long sword in her hand emitting a holy white light.

This attracted Helen's attention again, and she suddenly discovered that the weapon held by this Miss Sirin, who was suspected to be Misty, turned out to be the legendary sword Silver Saint.

This slender silver sword body, the guard like angel wings, and the flowing light after being infused with battle energy are all typical characteristics of the silver-white holy order.

Helen is familiar with "Legend of the Wind Sword", and also learned about that period of history out of interest. She is very familiar with the Silver and White Holy Order, so it is unlikely that she will admit her mistake.Moreover, people of status like Sirin disdain to use fakes, so there is a high probability that this silver and white holy order is genuine.

The reappearance of the legendary sword that has been missing for many years is really exciting, but I don't know if the spirit wind sword master in the story has returned to the Divine Blessing Continent with this sword.

Thinking of this, Helen felt quite regretful.

"He won't touch us."

Amy held Sirin's wrist and pushed the long sword back into its sheath.

The elf pursed her lips, and after getting close to Jenocrala, a little more understanding appeared in her mind.

The oppressive monster in front of her was her squire, the one who had signed a contract, and she could restrain it with a single thought.

"Master Amy, after 50 years, I finally see you again."

Amy received a message in her mind—it was a message from Jennock.

He is an undead, and his vocal organs have decayed, but he can convey messages to Amy through the master-slave contract and have a dialogue at the consciousness level.

"Forgive me for my ugly appearance at the moment, and I dare not pollute your audiovisual. It is really ashamed that I can only see you in this appearance."

While conveying the news, Jernock stepped forward, knelt down on one knee, bowed his arms in front of him, and saluted him.

His humble attitude dissipated most of the anger in Amy's heart.

Amy sighed, and through the black and red aura around Jack's body, she saw the luminous fragment she wanted to take back, which was now embedded between Jack's chest and abdomen.

The thing was right in front of him, and with just one simple thought, Jarnock would hand it over.

Amy was not in a hurry at this time, she asked in her mind: "Janoke, why did you become like this?"

Jernock was silent for a long time, and when he started to pass on the news again, the starting point was a bit strange.

"More than ten years ago, according to the agreement that the family made with you, I should have brought Zane to meet you, and handed over the guardianship to him by the way."

"Unfortunately, Zane is missing, and I can't take him to see you. Fortunately, I can last a few more years, maybe when Kevin grows up."

"Kevin is a good boy, do you admire him?"

Amy nodded silently. As a human cub, Kevin deserves to be appreciated.He has the qualities of being a strong man, honoring his family, loving his companions, firm will, brave and fearless, not afraid of sacrifice...

"Half a month ago, I suddenly felt that my life was approaching, and I couldn't wait for you to take it away. But there was only a childish woman left in the family, who was not strong enough to bear its power, let alone prevent someone who wanted to covet it, so I had to use a secret method to take it away. Seal it in my body and bring it into the tomb, so that even if I die, I can keep this thing for you.”

When Amy heard this, she suddenly realized a question, "You, did you take the initiative to become an undead?"

Jernock gave an affirmative response: "This is the only way for a decayed and withered body to live up to your entrustment."

Amy was shocked. Both she and Sirin thought that Jernock was transformed by a necromancer after being dug away by corpse snatchers. Who would have thought that he was already an undead in the coffin!

"But, didn't the cemetery keep a holy nail in your body? Why can you still become an undead?" Amy was shocked, but thought of another question.

"I asked Old Tom to nail the holy nail. Turning into an undead is the last resort. I can't be sure whether I can continue to maintain my sanity after being undead, so I must limit it. If my tomb has not been damaged when you come, then after that The trick doesn’t have to take effect; if something unexpected happens, and the tomb robber wants to take away my things, he must first remove the holy nail..."

The emotions in Amy's heart were more complicated, and she didn't know how to express it.

What did the original owner of this body do to allow a living human being to do this for her? !

Keeping promises during life, and still trying to be faithful after death, this has surpassed the realm of "unswerving until death"!

"The arrival of the necromancer was something I did not expect. Townsend Naker once issued a warning that no necromancer was allowed to step into the territory of Misty Town. This ban lasted for hundreds of years, but recently I was broken, my consideration was not thoughtful enough, and I underestimated the crazy curiosity of those mages."

Jernock continued to send the message, "When I woke up in the body of the undead, I was controlled by the necromancer. The only master I identified was you, how could you become someone else's servant?! I struggled hard and broke free twice , and injured the mage, but he has a very powerful magic book in his hand, so I fell in the end."

Amy unconsciously grabbed Sirin's palm and clenched it tightly.

She and Sirin had discovered the necromancer's graveyard in the cave in the bushes outside the cemetery. It should be there that Jernock broke free from control for the first time.The place where they broke free for the second time was the Badwater Swamp, and Amy and the others found the traces of the battle there.

"Later, this mage took me into the foggy forest, and secretly negotiated a deal with another mage. I was worried that your residence would be intruded for no reason. In a hurry, I borrowed some of the power of that thing, and it became what it is today. .”

When delivering this message, Amy felt Jernock's remorse and shame, she felt sore, and comforted her: "You have done a good job, you are a very good follower, I will remember your name .”

"It is an honor to be recognized by you!"

Jernock was a little excited, the message was interrupted for a few seconds before returning to normal, "I killed that necromancer, in order to completely get rid of his control, I also broke his staff, crushed his ring, and then dragged the disabled Body, go to your residence to plead guilty, and also want to return the things in custody to you, so as not to change again."

Amy turned her head to look at Helen, and briefly met the Countess's excited eyes.

Helen's guess at the time was correct, and she was worthy of her title as a genius spellcaster.

"But you had already gone out at that time, and my broken body was unable to enter your garden without the permission of the owner. After being instructed by that adult, I learned that you came to Misty Town, so I headed towards Misty Town and finally met you again !"

When the matter came to this point, Amy's heart was very heavy, but she still had something to vomit in her heart.

Both she and Jenock wanted to run towards each other, but in the end it became a one-way pursuit of the front and rear feet.

Of course, after learning about Jernock's experience, her previous angry words of "I caught you with good fruit" were also automatically abolished.

Now even if she was asked to punish Jernock, she would not do it.

In order to keep the agreement with her, this old man has paid too much!

She voluntarily transformed into an undead, broke free from the control of undead spells three times, suppressed the undead's natural hatred for living creatures, and finally arrived in front of her, devoted herself to her duties...

Calling it Iron Will is not an understatement at all.

Amy took several deep breaths, adjusted her breath, and calmed down the surging emotions in her heart.

There is still something worth digging out of the message delivered by Jernock.

"Who is that person who secretly negotiated a deal with the Necromancer? Do you know him?" Amy asked.

Jernock responded quickly: "I don't know him. But I remembered the characteristics of that man. He was wearing a brown robe and his hair was white. When the transaction was over, he took a magic book from the necromancer."

"They traded in the foggy forest, right? Was there anyone else?" Amy asked again.

She wanted to investigate the instigator behind Trich. If the necromancer hadn't come over to make trouble, she wouldn't have been so tired from running around for two consecutive days that she had a headache.

"In the forest, there is no one else."

Amy closed her eyes for a few seconds, and when she opened them again, she already had a suspect in her heart.

Naturalist Dekain, brown robe, white hair, spellcaster, these three conditions are all right, and Dekain happens to be in the foggy forest these days, so he has time to slip away to trade with Trich.

As for things like motives, leave it to follow-up investigations.

"Who is the adult you mentioned who showed you the way?" Amy changed the question.

Jernock's answer this time was a bit strange, "That lord is that lord, I am a body of the undead, and I cannot recite his name, please don't mind."

Amy frowned, she thought that "the lord" that Jernock said was the Lord of the Undead.

Amy still had the black hand bone on her body, but she didn't know what it was for.

The questions that should be asked are almost finished. Amy is very curious about the things that the original owner kept in Jernock's hands. After two days of hard work, there should be a result.

"Give me the things, you can rest now." Amy said softly.

"Yes, my master."

Jernock put his hand on his chest, "Kevin, kid, will become an excellent squire one day, your contract with us is still going on..."

Click.

The white light fragments separated from Jack's body and slowly floated up.

The moment it touched the air, everyone nearby seemed to hear a long dragon cry.

Outside the town, the frenzied beasts that had gathered ran into the jungle without looking back.

On the small road at the northern end of the town, Thorne, who was running in a hurry, also felt something, looking in the direction of the entrance of the town.

But after hesitating for a moment, he turned around and continued to flee.

No matter how great the opportunity is, it must be enjoyed with one's life. He firmly believes in this truth.

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ps: There is only one update today, make it up tomorrow~

ps2: This chapter is just to tell some things from the perspective of Jennock and Amy~~

The content of the first volume plays an important role in the outline, so I can’t write it quickly~ forgive me~

Volume 33: Chapter [-] A New Beginning

After the luminous fragments were separated from his body, Jernock's body collapsed like a dangerous wall without support, scattering into a cloud of dust.

Amy's pupils shrank slightly, in fact, she had already expected this situation.

But when she saw Jack's fall, she couldn't help but feel emotional.

This old man is unparalleled in loyalty and has a will of steel. It is her honor to be loyal to such a person.

"grandfather!"

When Kevin in the private house saw this scene, he screamed and wanted to rush out, but was stopped by Renford grabbing his arm.

The fragment floated in front of Amy, and the light slowly dissipated, gradually revealing its original shape.

Rumford's eyes widened, and an inexplicable desire suddenly surged in his heart.

Grab that piece!

Hold it tight and you will gain power!

Do you hate this weak self?Hate this world of the jungle?Want to make up for past regrets?

The power is at hand!Seize the opportunity, get its favor, and you will have everything!

Rumford stepped out involuntarily, but when he walked out of the house and was blown by the cold night wind, he suddenly woke up.

This scale-shaped object indeed contained the power he had always longed for, but the power that would allow one to reach the sky in one step was not something he could control.

He felt the weak fighting spirit flowing in his body - this is his strength, and from today onwards, he officially stepped into the threshold of a professional.

The night wind whipped up the dust on the ground, and it was unknown where it was blown.

Amy stretched out her fingers and pinched the red scales after the light dissipated.

This is a piece of dragon scale, which has been tempered by the flames of war and tainted by time. It is extremely hard on the outside, but there is a red light breathing surging inside.

Amy held it in her palm, feeling the energy overflowing from the scales, but her emotions were not as excited as she imagined.

This dragon scale is the key to something.

Such a thought popped up in Amy's mind, and then his eyes blurred, and an illusion appeared again.

She had seen this vision before leaving the forest for the first time, a moon elf with Ji-style long hair, a longbow on her back, handing the dragon scales to a boy.