This time, Shade did not make any mistakes. Although the chain in his right hand was avoided by the corpse ghost with a posture beyond the limit of an ordinary person's body, the chain in his left hand still successfully locked the corpse ghost's left foot. However, it immediately cut off its own foot with its claws, and the black blood stained the expensive carpet. Then the corpse ghost struggled to escape again, but this time he had no chance.
"Space Stabilization Aura! Don't leave, I really mean no harm!"
This time, Shade pounced directly on it. The corpse ghost dodged by rolling on the carpet and rushed to the ceiling with the roast chicken in its mouth, but was immediately pulled down by Shade.
The two rolled into a ball, and Shade didn't care about the stench on the other's body, and locked the other's limbs to try to wrestle. Unexpectedly, the corpse ghost had a similar idea, and also used ground fighting skills to try to lock Shade, and was full of confidence in himself.
Just as the two were concentrating on their struggle, the locked door at the end of the carpet was suddenly pulled open. Before Shade and the Shiki looked up, the power of the confined space acted on Shade and the Shiki at the same time.
"Who is so bold? Don't you know where this is?"
A woman's scolding voice was heard. Although she had not yet appeared, her powerful force had already made the entangled people and the undead nervous.
Black high heels stepped out from the left side of the door, and then a beautiful lady in a purple dress and long black hair walked in aggressively. Her appearance was brighter than the most brilliant flowers in spring, and even though she was so angry at this moment, it did not affect her beauty at all.
Miss Emma Sylvia kept her left hand in the gesture of casting a spell, and shouted angrily:
"Who are you? The Order of the Drowned? The Society of Truth? Or the Tyranny Club? No, no matter who you are, if you dare to break in, you will never be able to... Hmm?"
Only then did I see clearly what was happening in front of me.
Shade, who was suppressing the ghoul with his body, looked back at her, and the ghoul, who was being suppressed by Shade and tied up with chains, was holding a steaming roast chicken in his mouth. Miss Emma Sylvia, the "Great Witch of Space", was stunned. She had thought of various possibilities of meeting Shade again in the Green Lake area, but she had never expected this scene.
"Good morning, Detective... can I help you?"
"Of course, come and help me. Mr. Green, please stop struggling. I really don't want to hurt you!"
In short, although frequent space casting caused unexpected space anomalies, fortunately the space transfer was not very far and happened to move to the manor where Princess Margaret was staying. Of course, Miss Sylvia thought it was not a coincidence afterwards, because she was doing an experiment on space cracks on the underground floor just now, and maybe this was the reason why Shade and Mr. Grimm, the corpse ghost, showed up unexpectedly.
The location here is the glass city of Mikaela Blast Furnace on the south bank of Green Lake. The leader of the Carsenrick negotiation delegation this time is Duke Simier. The Duke is a distant relative of the Anjou royal family, and can be considered Margaret's uncle. But unfortunately, the Duke arranged for Samuel Anjou, the eldest prince of Carsenrick, to live with him, but arranged for Margaret to live in another manor.
This was not because the Duke of Simier believed that Samuel of Anjou would definitely be the next king, or that Margaret was less capable than her brother. It was simply because the Duke was a supporter of traditional ideas and did not like to let royal women participate in politics.
But Margaret didn't care about these. She had already held a ceremony and officially became the apprentice of Miss Benannis, the Earth Witch. Miss Benannis and Siris led the "Golden Dawn Opera House" in Willendel City and completed her initial education. Now that the princess was fascinated by the power of the witch, the idea of fighting for power was temporarily suspended.
However, it happened that Margaret had to attend a meeting this morning, so she had left. Now only Miss Sylvia and a few maids were left in the house. Otherwise, the appearance of Shad and the corpse ghost just now would definitely have caused a bigger commotion.
Before Shade could greet Miss Sylvia, whom he had not seen for a long time, he asked her if there was a suitable place to talk. Then, he carried the chained corpse ghost on his back and followed the witch through the corridor to the basement, which was also her and Margaret's laboratory.
Shade activated the space stabilization aura again, and Miss Sylvia also arranged a ritual to prohibit space movement. After asking "blink if you agree" and making sure that the ghoul would not escape again, Shade finally loosened his chains.
The ghoul sitting on a stool against the wall, undergoing the dual rituals of "space confinement" and "undead killer", finally took the roast chicken out of his mouth.
Although he looked scary, his expression and the rationality in his eyes, which represented intelligent life, were the same as those of a normal person. Nicholas Green sighed, and his turbid yellow eyes looked at Shade with a very sharp gaze, and then asked in an extremely hoarse voice:
"You just said that you knew Helena and Soren?"
He was finally willing to talk.
Shad stood in front of the zombie and talked to him, while Miss Sylvia, with a curious look on her face, sat at the laboratory table not far away. The alcohol lamp on the table was still heating a liquid with a green fluorescent color.
Xia De did not completely let his guard down, but fortunately with the Great Witch behind him, he could relax a little mentally.
"Yes, I am friends with them. They are still running your family's inn, and I also know about Edwards' affairs."
Xia De asked in confusion:
"I don't understand. Why did you run away just now? I said I wouldn't hurt you."
The corpse took a few bites of the roast chicken before continuing to answer:
"Whether you hurt me or not has nothing to do with whether I talk to you or not. Although I have lived underground for a long time, I am not unaware of what has happened on both sides of Green Lake recently. You are either a member of the church or a member of another ring warlock organization. I don't want to contact you. Yes, I don't want to contact anyone."
"Why?"
"Because you are definitely no match for our ancestors."
The cloudy yellow eyes look like a beast, but the soul behind them is completely rational:
"My transformation into this state is closely related to my ancestors. After I died, I revived in the coffin. Then I dug the soil and accidentally discovered an ancient tomb. I found a complete set of alchemy and potion equipment, as well as corresponding book knowledge."
While chewing his food, he asked Xiang Xiade:
"Sir, do you think this is really a coincidence?"
He answered his own question:
"I have been dead for more than 20 years. I know the history of my family earlier than you do. You cannot defeat our ancestors. You absolutely cannot."
He shook his swollen head and took another bite of the roast chicken:
"So, I try not to contact anyone and just wait for the day when the family will be reunited."
"You are a pessimist."
Shade commented:
"I have met many descendants of the Edwards family. But except for you, everyone is working hard to prepare for the final event, and they are all planning various countermeasures with your ancestors as opponents. Why are you so pessimistic?"
"Because I have seen the ancestors."
The words of the corpse ghost Nicholas Green shocked Shad and Miss Sylvia.
"What?"
The witch couldn't help but stand up:
"Have you seen the Thirteen-ring Fortune Teller? On the island or outside?"
"Outside the island, in the ancient tomb where I live."
He did not lie to either of them:
"It was the winter of the second year after I woke up. He came to see me and told me some stories about my family. At first, I wanted to resist him, just like the living family members you mentioned, but he easily subdued me. At that time... I knew his power."
The ghoul let out a long breath, his body trembling with instinctive fear. But in fact, undead creatures should not have the emotion of fear, so Nicholas Green's current form might be related to the experiment of the thirteen-ring fortune teller.
"He talked to me for a long time, briefly told me the history of the Edwards family, and asked me if I wanted to go back with him. I didn't agree, and he didn't force me. Instead, he asked me to live in the ancient tomb and help him with some things occasionally, and said that I would go back one day."
"What mission?"
Miss Sylvia asked.
"Every few months, I help him steal certain bodies from the Green Lake City Public Cemetery and replace them with other bodies. Because the total number of bodies remains the same, and I only operate underground and transfer the stolen bodies from underground to the water ghosts in the lake, no one has noticed it until now."
He did not hide what he had done:
"Are you going to blame me for stealing corpses? Let me emphasize first that I don't eat people or corpses. I only eat the meat of cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks."
After saying that, he took another bite of the roast chicken.
"I need a list of the bodies you have stolen. Also, did your ancestor say anything else?"
Xia De grasped the point. The corpse ghost nodded, but did not speak immediately:
"You have to promise to let me leave after a while. I still live near the cemetery. If you want to find me, go to the shabby house and call my name."
"no problem."
Shade nodded. He had never intended to restrict the freedom of the Green siblings' father. As for stealing corpses, although this was definitely wrong, one couldn't ask too much of a non-human ghoul.
The corpse ghost did not ask Shade to swear, but said directly:
"The ancestor said a lot back then, and I have gradually figured out some things over the years. He intends to increase the variety of family members."
"What?"
Xia De didn't understand this sentence, and Miss Sylvia frowned slightly. The witch obviously thought of something:
"Is he planning some kind of large-scale ceremony? Family members are ritual symbols, so there needs to be enough variety?"