Chapter 23
After the bone maharajah personally inspected it, the corpse had a curse spell that is rare in the world. To create such a resurrected person, the deceased must first die in the place of birth, and the position deviation must not exceed ten miles. Before the deceased can breathe, the caster or his assistant must leave an emblem on the deceased and wait until the deceased. After being buried for thirteen days, the corpse will open the tomb and return to the caster to stand by.
In general necromancy, the awakened corpse either has no IQ or has self-awareness. As for which type it is, it all depends on the specific operation of the caster; and this spell is different, it can make the corpse Have the IQ during the execution of the order, and automatically return to the state of no IQ after the mission ends or fails. In this way, the caster can not only let the corpses execute complex instructions, but also ensure that they will never betray them, and can prevent them from falling into the enemy’s hands and revealing their secrets.
After Burris explained all this, the king and prince were pale. The reason why the assassins made a special trip to the palace for assassination emerged-this is the birthplace of the prince. As long as the prince dies here, enemies in the dark will turn him into a corpse. Moreover, the interrogator found that each assassin was carrying a small carving knife. The carving knife was too small to be used in combat. The corpses were supposed to use it to engrave the engraving emblem on the prince.
The Bone Maharaja knew what the emblem looked like. For the convenience of observation, Burris took out the raft and asked him to draw the appearance of the emblem.
Prince Ranto continued to pace back and forth, looking at Lott from time to time: “Just now you said, can you perceive the location of the caster?”
“Yes, I feel it.” Lott just wanted to draw the terrain on Burris’s raft, but he felt that the book was too small to draw, so he held the charcoal pen in the air and gestured: “If this is the capital, that The location is like this, then this, then north, this, and then this…this…what is it about?”
Burris didn’t understand at all. The king and the prince guessed the location Lott was referring to. After all, they had experience in leading soldiers to fight and had a very good imagination for terrain and space.
“You seem to be talking about…Luoyue Mountains?” King Pacia asked.
“The caster is in the Lunar Mountains?” Prince Ranto was even more nervous than before. “The Lunar Mountains…maybe the host behind the scenes is the creature on the other side of the mountain. They want to use this sorcery to control me and find a chance to take my fortress. …”
King Pacia didn’t think so: “My brother, do you really think so? On the other side of the mountain is the territory of barbarians and orcs. Will they cast such complex spells? Even if they do, since they have mastered such terrifying spells Means, but also sent people… sent the corpse into the palace, then why didn’t they just assassinate the king and the prince? If they can control me, wouldn’t it be a greater victory for them?”
Prince Ranto sighed: “It makes sense… But the thinking of those races is different from ours, maybe our guess is not true…”
“He wants to control you, maybe not for power at all,” Lott interrupted unruly, “I mean His Royal Highness. The caster must have a personal grudge with you. Just now, the apprentice of Burris… After thirteen days of burial, you will wake up as a puppet. If you die, you will crawl out of the grave after thirteen days of burial. Can your army still listen to you? Can your family trust you? They will regain power. Give it back to you? I won’t. It’s strange if they don’t burn you. The enemy doesn’t want your prince status and military power. What he wants is you!”
“There are many people who hate me,” Prince Ranto sneered, “especially in the Lunar Mountains…After all, I was the commander-in-chief of that battle.”
Hearing this, Burris had to ask: “His Royal Highness, there may be many barbarians and orcs who hate you, but how many spellcasters hate you?”
Prince Ranto immediately thought of the name: “Red Vulture?”
“Do you think that warlock might have mastered this spell?”
“How do I know…” The prince finally stopped pacing, pulling his head down and sitting down in a chair, “I don’t know much about magic, so I’m looking for you… originally we wanted to find your mentor, But now no one knows where he is…”
The prince was depressed and his eyes flickered. Burris always felt that he didn’t tell the truth…or he only told part of the truth, hiding some parts that he thought was difficult to tell.
“Mage Kreve,” His Majesty Pacia said at this time, “Prince Ranto and his family are about to leave the capital. I hope you can follow them to the Lunar Mountains. At this time, the land There must be an evil we don’t understand…”
Burris had already understood what they meant. He was very willing to go, because he was also very curious about who was the caster who assassinated the prince, and that person might have a power that the outside world did not understand.
“I’ll go too.” Lott took a step forward.
“Of course.” Prince Ranto was probably thinking about something else, and was a little absent when he spoke. “Since you are also Burris’s friend, let’s go together. I have also invited another…”
Burris suddenly had a bad feeling: “Who else is going to be involved in this matter?”
“One of my comrades-in-arms,” said the prince, “maybe you know him? He is also a disciple of the mage Burris. He participated in that battle, and he knows the terrain of the mountains well.”
“Black Pine?”
“Oh, you really know him.”
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The convoy hit the road early the next morning. The prince and the guard were at the forefront, the eldest son Norad and the second son Charles rode behind, and Burris shared a carriage with the thirteen-year-old Tarina. Lott got a docile and strong horse. He spent most of his time with the princess and the wizard, and sometimes ran forward and backward very lively.
At the end of the line was a prison car sealed with iron sheets, packed with several dead but not stiff assassins. The strangest thing in the whole team is Necromancer Heisong. He does not ride in a carriage or rides a horse. Instead, he sits on a huge bone chair and floats with the team.
Most of his old chair is broken. This new chair is bigger and weird. It uses bison bones, rhino bones, elk bones, and even the bones of underwater creatures. A string of unknown creature skulls hangs on the back of the chair. Only Burris knew what it was—it was nothing. It was artificially fabricated from bone meal. There was no such creature in the world.
The king and the prince disagreed that this terrifying chair appeared in the capital, so Heimatsu deliberately guarded the outskirts, waiting for the convoy to leave the city before joining. When he saw Lott, Black Pine shook visibly, his hands tightly grasped the handrail before he didn’t slide down. Burris saw this scene from the gap in the carriage curtain, secretly a little strange.
How Burris hoped that his ability to cast spells would recover quickly. If he can recover as before, he will definitely open a teleportation circle to reach the destination instantly. It’s too tiring to ride in a carriage. The bumps are a trivial matter. What’s more tiring is that he has to take care of the little girl in front of him… He used to take care of the thirteen-year-old Esti, and then Esti was a little silly and sick. , But overall, she has a tough aristocratic temperament, she is still relatively firm and optimistic. In this respect, the thirteen-year-old Tarina is completely different from her.
Before leaving the city, Tarina thanked “Kreve” in a soft voice, and talked about some dispensable weather topics. After leaving the city, she gradually stopped talking, and Burris did not take the initiative to raise any topics, just Look down at the book intently. Not long after walking, Burris was startled by the sound of soft sobbing, and when she looked up, Tarina was leaning against the cushion of the carriage seat, her face pale and tears streaming down her face.
Burris asked her what was wrong, and the answer given by the child was far beyond his expectation: “Mr. Master, leave me alone, I am such a child who is not blessed by the gods… I have been cursed since I was a child, I have lost my mother, and I have no friends…I was almost stabbed to death by durian…Even if you save my life, my life is meaningless. I am not as smart as Norad or as healthy as Shire. Nothing is beautiful without Estelin… I can’t do anything well, and I don’t know how to ride a horse. Even if I ride a carriage, I feel so uncomfortable that I want to live… You see, what is the meaning of my life… Uh…”
What happened to the kids now? How old are you talking like this? Burris wanted to educate her a few words, and felt that he should not be nosy to teach the Prince’s daughter. Tarina cried all morning, and Burris wanted to cry for help.
When she was resting at noon, Tarina was helped by the maid to rest on the lawn. Just as Burris was about to get out of the carriage, the prince’s eldest son Norad suddenly got in.
As soon as he came in, he took the mage’s hand and gave a kiss. In the narrow carriage, this kind of action was not a gentleman at all, but it seemed very wretched… Then Nollard made a fuss with his good eloquence. After several minutes, he praised Burris’ green eyes several times. After talking hastily for a while, Norad left the carriage and ran to Lot, and began to sing his blue eyes and “black hair like crow feathers”… When Burris sat on the lawn and straightened his legs, this eloquent was good. His eldest son got close to Heisong again, sighed loudly for the amazing aura of the bone chair, and humbly flattered Heisong’s white-skinned black hair and beautiful apricot eyes…
Burris sat on the grass in the shade of the trees, looking at the busy servants, and took a few deep breaths of fresh air. There was a familiar sound of footsteps around him, and he knew that Lott came over without looking up.
“This family is really interesting,” Lott sat down beside Burris. “Each of them has different symptoms. It’s really dizzying.”
Burris rubbed the back of his neck: “There are still two days away, I don’t know what to do…”
“Because that kid can cry too much?”
“Isn’t it?” Burris sighed, “I have no children myself. I really don’t know how to comfort the children. Esther was different back then. She was more sensible and didn’t need me to say anything.”
Lott suggested: “If you really want to be alone, then I’ll take a carriage, and you will ride a horse?”
Burris lowered his head embarrassedly: “My lord, I can’t ride a horse.”
“Then you can only watch her cry.” Lott looked at another shade of the tree. Tarina was still ticking, the maid handed over the handkerchief at a loss, Charles stood by with a worried face, and Prince Ranto walked over to ask her daughter if she was unwell.
Seeing all this, Lott narrowed his eyes: “I don’t think that girl is right…”
“What’s wrong?” Burris asked.
“Her mental state is not right. There are more crying and noisy children in the world, but few children can keep crying all morning. And if you look closely, her eyes are extremely desperate and her face is ugly. She still Often twitching and shaking at a small frequency… This is definitely not pretending. Also, look at the maids around her, they are so anxious that they are about to cry. If the little girl used to cry so much every day, they should have been used to it. That’s right.”