Nice shook his head blankly, looking innocent.
The girl glanced at it and said calmly:
"To be honest, I don't care about your background or your master."
"I heard that the wizards of the Nicholas School have done in-depth research on some forbidden spells, and even mastered the magic that can revive the dead..."
At this point, the girl's eyes fell on Nice, her scarlet eyes full of inquiry:
"Am I...right?"
Staring at by the girl with an oppressive gaze, Nice couldn't help swallowing.
It shrank back subconsciously, then said with gritted teeth:
"Um... Miss Eudocia, if you want to learn about the knowledge of necromancy, I'm afraid you've found the wrong person. I'm a cat who has only learned a little bit from books, so I don't know much..."
"I think, rather than a half-baked person like me, maybe you should ask your contracted partner. After all... no one knows more about necromancy than the senior priests of the Blood Demon Cult."
Nice looked sincere and had a frank attitude.
However, after hearing its words, the girl named Eudocia's expression darkened.
A terrifying pressure erupted from her body, like a mountain of strength pouring out. Under the shocking impact, the spellcasters in the workshop almost fell to the ground at the same time, and a large group of them knelt down...
The girl instantly appeared in front of Nice and picked it up like a chicken.
Feeling the crazy murderous intent surging from the girl, Nice immediately screamed in fear:
“You, you, you…! You can’t kill me! I’m the one your leader designated to be kept alive!”
"I... I also have a contract partner! Kill me! My contract master will never forgive you! My master, cough cough cough..."
The pale and powerless threat did not remove the murderous intent in the girl.
Not only that, after hearing what Nice said, the girl's ever-emerging murderous intent seemed to become even stronger.
An unprecedented sense of crisis surged into Nice's heart, and he quickly changed his words and shouted:
"Stop! I... I know the magic to revive the dead! Stop it! Stop it! Cough cough cough..."
As soon as the words fell, the surging murderous intent quickly faded away.
The girl slowly put the lifted Nice down, staring at the scarlet hole that was slightly shrunk due to the intense suffocation, and her already cold voice seemed even colder:
"If I hear you call me contract partner again, I will kill you without hesitation."
Feeling the seriousness in the girl's words, Nice shuddered subconsciously.
It swallowed a mouthful of non-existent saliva, glanced at the expressionless girl with its amber eyes, and then cautiously probed:
"Um... Miss Eudocia, did I offend you in any way?"
"Could it be that I misunderstood and you did not sign a contract with the priest of the Blood Demon Cult?"
After hearing what Nice said, the girl glanced at it lightly and raised her hand that had just been put down again.
Seeing the murderous intent flashing across the opponent's scarlet eyes, Nice hurriedly shouted:
"Stop! I won't ask anymore! I really won't ask anymore! Don't... don't be impulsive!"
The girl slowly withdrew her gaze and looked at it calmly.
After a long time, he said:
"Tell me, magic that can revive the dead."
Nice sighed and said:
"Then it can only be the resurrection of the dead. I know how to perform this kind of magic..."
"It's just that I really suggest asking for help from your... um, leader, the one who rode on you... ahem, no, um... and attacked me with you."
"I don't know much about this, but in Miria, no one has studied the magic of the dead more deeply than the blood clan of Shedit."
After hearing what Nice said, the girl fell silent.
After a moment, she continued:
"I don't need magic to revive the dead."
"Ah? No need for magic to revive the dead?"
Nice was stunned.
The girl still had no expression on her face:
"I want magic that can resurrect the dead."
Nice was stunned again, and then his eyes suddenly jumped:
"Magic for resurrecting the dead? Not magic for resurrecting the undead?"
"Wait... Are you trying to awaken those beings who have died and whose souls have completely disappeared from the world?!"
The girl still looked at it quietly and did not deny it.
Nice swallowed hard, and then said awkwardly:
"Miss Eudocia, forgive me for being blunt... The soul is the source of life. If the soul has dissipated, then there is really nothing we can do."
"But I heard that you, the secret wizards of the Nicholas sect, have mastered a more miraculous resurrection technique..."
The girl said calmly.
As she spoke, she looked deeply at Nice:
"Don't try to deny your identity. Even if you become a cat, I can still smell the unique human scent on you..."
Nice: …
After hesitating for a moment, it sighed and said:
"Ms. Eudocia, I think... you may have misunderstood something."
“Yes, I do know some special resurrection techniques. However, you don’t know that the so-called more miraculous resurrection technique is not to revive those who have lost their souls and are dead, but... hehe, to skillfully summon back the souls that have returned to the kingdom of God without alerting the gods!”
It seemed that he was talking about something he was proud of, and when he said this, Nice's expression was full of pride.
However, the girl named Eudocia looked strange for the first time:
"Summoning souls to return to the Kingdom of God?"
"No wonder you, the esoteric mages of the Nicholas School, are being hunted down by many churches. You are all... lunatics."
Nice was even more proud:
"Hey! This is called ability! So what if they investigate? As long as I am willing, they can't find out even if they want to! Not to mention investigating, I can still get away with it under their noses... ahem..."
As if realizing that it had almost let the cat out of the bag, it coughed a few times and quickly stopped the topic.
However, the girl didn't seem to care about what it said.
After taking a quick glance at the other person and finding that he did not ask any further questions, Nice felt relieved.
It cleared its throat and continued:
"In short... the soul is a necessary condition for the resurrection of the dead. If even the soul dissipates, even if the gods come, I'm afraid they can't do anything."
After hearing what Nice said, the girl fell silent.
After a long time, she continued to ask:
"Really... no?"
Nice shook his head:
"It's really no use. Even if you ask the gods, I'm afraid you'll get the same answer."
The girl clenched her fists slightly and remained silent for a long time.
After a moment, she stopped asking questions and turned away.
"Hey! Miss Eudocia! Is the person you want to revive a werewolf miner in the Castel Silver Mine?"
Looking at the girl's departing back, Nice asked hurriedly.
The girl paused slightly, but did not turn around or answer.
Not until the other party's figure completely disappeared did Nice breathe a sigh of relief, and then murmured:
"So... she really is the black dragon in the Castel Mine."
"Strange, she doesn't seem to be controlled by the Blood Demon Cult, but seems to have taken the initiative to get together with the Blood Demon Cult?"
"No, I have to find a way to escape from here as soon as possible. It's not a good idea to be locked up all the time. I'm afraid that grumpy little female dragon has roughly guessed my identity..."
"Although the alchemists who came to the Gliss family have a good attitude, they are just greedy for my knowledge. The real key is the Blood Demon Cult. If those lunatics know my identity, I'm afraid I'll be finished!"
"Nice, Nice, what are you so proud of? When you are proud, you get carried away, and when you get carried away, you become stupid!"
"You shouldn't have taken action when you saw those alchemists struggling from the beginning!"
"Oh, no... I have to take action. After all, I have to use my skills to get something good to eat... But you shouldn't have used those skills that are easy to see in the first place!"
"No... We have to escape! We have to find a way to escape!"
Nice muttered to himself, quickly made up his mind, and hurriedly looked for the dagger he had just knocked down.
However, when it looked around, it found that all the "tools" it could reach, which might help it cut the chain around its neck while others were not paying attention, had just been taken away by Eudocia.
Nice: …
"Shit! She did it on purpose! She must have done it on purpose!"
Nice cursed.
The fat body slumped down on the chair, with a frustrated look on its face:
"Nice, Nice, why do you leave Beigang when there are so many things you can do?"
"That's great! Not only can he not escape, but his true identity is about to be exposed!"
"Alas... Great Miss Charlotte, when will you wake up? If you don't wake up... your territory will be occupied by others, and your poor contract servant will also turn from a fat cat into a dead cat!"
Nice was dejected and full of regret.
And at this moment, a pleasant voice suddenly sounded in its heart:
"That makes sense. I'm also curious. I clearly told you to stay in Beigang, but why did you run to Caiyin City? And you even used my name to inspect it."
Hearing this familiar voice, Nice was shocked, and instantly his worry turned into joy:
"Lord Charlotte! Oh no! Master! Is that... is that your voice?"
"You...are you awake?!"