When we returned to the Rhino Bar, Katerina still looked dazed and panicked, as if she had suffered an important psychological blow.
She found out that her father was hiding a lot of things, and found that she was not human, just panicking instead of breaking down, but it has proved that she is weak on the outside, but in fact she is very strong on the inside.
But just entering the bar, her panicked heart made her instinctively look at her father for help.
Seeing Katarina like this, the bar owner, Father Barton, was very heartbroken and worried, and glared at me immediately. As for the others, they wouldn't care why a bar girl and a bad gambler suddenly disappeared, and what happened to them. They have their own business to work on.
In the middle of the bar hall, two plainly dressed businessmen were tied to chairs, their belongings were placed on the table beside them, and the most conspicuous one was the black silver ring skull pendant, which was The sign of the Society of the Dead.
It seems that we are still thinking too much. The cultists of the Ten Thousand Deaths Association are not locals, but free traveling merchants as a cover. Judging from their unimpressive faces, most of them did not live in the town at all. Camp outside the city.
This is also the expected result. I have visited several nearby towns and have not found any necromancers, but the reality that they live outside the city vaguely hints at another fact - these two people are not strong Once there is enough to make a living on their own in the wild, there are a lot of them, and there is a good chance that they even have separate camps, and then things get complicated.
"Trouble, it doesn't seem to be the lurking scattered cultists, but the people of the organized Ten Thousand Deaths Association. This should be just a scout, so the dracolich has probably alerted them, and they may take action at any time."
In just a split second, I guessed these things, it only shows that I have too much experience in encountering and solving problems. I don't think they can guess. Maybe the other party's reinforcements are on their way. I am thinking about how to do it. Prompt these rookies without a trace, and let these rookies quickly force out this message, so that they can deal with it...
"I... I've recruited, don't kill me, there are fifty of us in total, and Lord Black Eyed Priest takes the lead. He is the undead master of the holy order."
Well, this idiot is estimated to be an ordinary person not long ago, obviously delaying waiting for rescue is the best choice at this time, but he sold his teammates all at once, it is difficult for others to save you... I glanced at the face full of In this way, people who suddenly realized...
"Is this more stupid than anyone?"
"Don't compare them to you, it's not fair at all. How many people in this world have more experience in causing trouble and being hunted down than you?"
Looking at these young people who hurriedly pressed each other, I shook my head helplessly and turned my attention to Old Barton. At this time, the man in black behind me was already shaking with excitement. You can watch the good show of confession...
"By the way, why did I stop it? This guy only forced me to wash the dishes yesterday. I was the master who taught him martial arts, and he was considered as the first half of his mentor. To treat his mentor like this is simply inhumane!"
"...Didn't you say that you use the dishes to pay for the wine and debts? As for the attitude towards the tutor, although I have a lot of things to say, I really can't talk about it. The only thing I agree with is why we stopped, come Let's go to the show, um, I don't think I'm mad at the vicious behavior of that guy feeding the cat with expired milk."
The dead cat blew something up in an instant, but we looked at each other, and then invariably reached out to the bald Barton.
"Look, that dead bald head is Barton Anton."
Barton was also taken aback for a moment, but before he could react, a fragrant wind came, and the soft and sensual feeling of his body made him freeze.
And the next moment, the beauty pear tree opened, and tears fell like rain.
"Wow, my poor child, it's getting old enough to make you suffer, Dad... Mommy is here, and you can follow Mommy in the future. Mommy won't let others bully you."
No matter how you look at it, the blond girl who is no more than 20 hugs a middle-aged bald guy who is big and three thick and shouts, "My son, you are suffering." This picture is so beautiful that even if I had expected it, I almost spit it out.
And that's what we were prepared for, and the others in the bar were even more outrageous. Drinking water, a hapless dwarf accidentally ripped off a piece of the wooden beer mug, chewed it, and swallowed it. Find.
"Bah, I scared old Entke to death, Boy Barton, is this your mother? Your mother looks much younger than you, um, and looks much better! Are you really her seed? Almighty Ashe, come on again, you guys The difference is huge."
"Idiot, didn't you see that the pointed ear was an elf? By the way, how did the elf give birth to a pure human being? It's incredible! What race is his father?"
"Ha, I don't know what race his dad is, but he's definitely ugly, even uglier than old Entke. How could he have such an ugly son if he didn't have such a beautiful mother."
"puff."
Well, worthy of the outspoken dwarves, the explanations of the dwarf shield guardian and his companions caused a second wave of water spray.
All of a sudden, all attention forgot the prisoner being interrogated in front of him. The fierce bar owner actually has such a beautiful mother. What gossip is more attractive than this.
At this time, the most tragic person is probably Old Barton himself. He was frightened at first, but then he was not tempted by the beauty, but he couldn't earn it at all.
Yes, as a fairly good fighter, he found that his arm seemed to be entangled by a giant python, his bones were rattling, and his whole body was in pain. And died.
He no longer had the strength to speak, and in desperation, he turned his attention to the unreliable "master", and when he saw the other person nodding, indicating that he understood, he was finally relieved.
"Barton is so happy. He asked us not to disturb their mother and son's reunion. Stay away and give them enough space for mother and son."
"puff."
This time, what Old Barton vomited was probably blood, uh, he actually coughed up blood, this is a bit exaggerated...
"Ah, save people!"
So, with the bloody old bald head as the core, the entire bar fell into chaos.
Cough, when the scene calmed down a little, and when I watched the lively scene, I finally stopped the "mother's love overflowing" dracolich, lest he would use more and more force in his anxiety, and really pinched his only descendant to death.
"This time, I should learn to respect the teacher and respect the way. Oh, male students are good, strong and resistant, and they can't die. The previous education failed because I was too soft-hearted towards the girls! Mmmm."
"...I don't know if your educational methods can be successful or not. I only know that you are going to be unlucky recently. Take a look at the back."
Well, as soon as I turned my head, Katerina was staring at me with a face full of resentment, her fingers were still about to exert force on my waist, those resentful eyes, as if I was some kind of bad person, what did I do? evil.
"How dare you say that you are a good person?"
The words of the dead cat were ignored by me, the kind me is easy to be misunderstood...
After more than half an hour, after wasting our precious coping time (Barton: Blame me? Should I watch me die?), we finally got back to business.
And since they haven't been found for more than half an hour, it is estimated that those from the Ten Thousand Deaths Association will not come directly to the door. However, if a group of us arrests people and returns, it is impossible to hide them, and there will definitely be troubles in the future. The information obtained by the spies made us a little regretful that we brought the other party back.
Our previous guess was not wrong. The Ten Thousand Deaths will only have two purposes in the main plane. One is to get powerful undead creatures, and the other is to open the door to the death plane and let more undead natural disasters come. This time they learned from the ruins that there was a powerful ancient dragon skeleton but it was not their main purpose.
In their sequence, this trivial matter of "picking bones" does not require a high-ranking priest to bring more than fifty believers. Their real goal is a ruin in the Harun Mountains not far from this town. , It is said that the surrounding space is very unstable, and it is very suitable as a new plane door.
When listening to this, no one else reacted, but Old Barton, who had just recovered his complexion, turned ugly. I remembered that Old Barton had mentioned to me that Katarina was picked up in an ancient ruin.
"It won't be so coincidental..."
But looking at Barton's worsening face and whether he was peeking at Katarina, the unconcealed concern was probably the reality of the unfortunate words, so the wish owner of the relic would be very clear.
"The relics of the sage civilization? Where are many strange things in the holy war dug up, maybe there are some strategic weapons, even if there is no contract with the God of Wisdom, the death will not be obtained. remains."
For those adventurers, even if they don't know what the ruins of an ancient sage civilization might represent, but the door of a plane of death is open near their own door, they know what the consequences will be.
"Definitely stop them!"
But I turned my attention to other places. If it weren't for the people around me watching, I would have used the Soul Search Secret Technique to completely drain the secrets in the minds of the two believers of the Order of the Dead.
I'm not suitable to come forward, so I asked old Patton to stand up.
"The opening of the gate of the plane requires a lot of sacrifices, don't tell me you are ready?"
Everyone's faces changed. After so many years of jihad, the soul sacrifice that the undead and demons crave most has become notorious. These guys are active around the town, aren't they just looking for keels
"I... we brought a lot of slaves with us."
"Caught?"
Old Barton glared at him fiercely. The fat cultist looked at him, but he didn't dare to look directly at him. He just lowered his head when he grabbed the collar and dragged him up, roaring like thunder in his ears. ring.
"Have you raided other villages? Take prisoners as sacrifices?"
The fat man who was lifted was out of breath. He couldn't stop kicking with his feet off the ground, but in the end he nodded quickly.
"I... We didn't want to come here. It was Kurome-sama who said that he was worried that the offerings would not be enough and wanted us to..."
Seeing that everyone's eyes were turned to another cultist, the thin man nodded quickly, confirming the information.
This time, the fun is really big, but I still need more information.
"The unilateral plane link is meaningless. The undead plane on the opposite side is the one. The undead master is responsible for this matter, do you know?"
Sure enough, looking at the two of them, they couldn't help shaking their heads, but suddenly the thin man seemed to remember something.
"I heard Lord Heimu mention that as long as the task is completed, General Wu'er, the powerful general under His Majesty Heng, will give us a new immortality."
"His Majesty Heng? Is there an Undead Emperor called Heng? Why do I have a premonition that I'm going to have bad luck again."