To Burris The Spellcaster And His Family Dependent

Chapter 28

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Burris hadn't had a good night's rest last night. After returning to the room, his mind was filled with various thoughts, from whether the purpose of the Lord of Skeletons is possible, to whether he should seriously consider learning the way of life of young people... Then he thought of a bunch of things he had heard in the past Witnessing the joys and sorrows of love, carefully pondering the pros and cons of it...

Reason told him that it was time to go to sleep, thinking so hard before going to bed would cause the brain to be overactive and cause insomnia, but he couldn't control himself. Even if he forcibly suppressed these doubts, his thoughts would drift to "when will the problem of body and soul out of sync be resolved"... Finally he got rid of this topic, and his excited spirit strangely thought about "the one who was kissed by a demigod". Is a dog super intelligent or amazingly powerful”…

In short, he tossed and turned until it was almost dawn before falling asleep. The prince's knights got up and washed one after another. Before Burris could sleep well, he was woken up again by the kindly morning service of the post station.

After going on the road today, Tarina stopped crying and just stared blankly at a corner of the carriage. Looking at her, Boris felt sad for a while. If the child really suffered from "forced infection", then I am afraid that no mage can help her. This is not something mages can interfere with.

It would be great if the red vultures in Luoyue Mountains didn't go crazy. If he hadn't said about the curse of the durian, and hadn't been kicked out of the castle by the prince...then he might have discovered the talent in the prince's daughter and given him guidance in time. Even if Talina doesn't go to the warlock, even if she is not good at learning and can only pick flowers in the air, it is enough for her to avoid the ending of insanity.

At this time, Burris suddenly thought of another question. According to rumors, the prince's wife also died very strangely, and from the caster's point of view, the law of her death was very similar to magic out of control. Red Vulture has known Prince Lanto for a long time, so he should have known the princess long ago. He should have been sober at that time... Could it be that he never noticed the abnormality in the princess? Or was the princess' death really just an accident, and Tarina's symptoms had other reasons

The carriage went through a section of rough dirt road, and there was another violent bump. Tarina was so dazed that she couldn't even maintain her balance, and Boris helped her up in time again.

A silver necklace slipped from Tarina's neckline, and from the chain hung a shell-shaped pendant studded with pink opal. The pendant can be opened like a real seashell, and a small portrait is embedded inside.

Burris straightened the girl's body and held the pendant with one hand. It was a woman with a young face, pale skin, and flaming red hair... I couldn't tell what she looked like. The size of this kind of commemorative portrait is too small, and the description of the person in the painting is often not accurate.

The person in the painting should be Tarina's mother. It turns out that Her Royal Highness has red hair... Burris imagined that she should be a beautiful and cheerful person, which is a common stereotype most people have of red-haired women.

Prince Rento was fair-haired like the king, and his children inherited it from him. It seems that Her Royal Highness is the only red-haired person around the prince.

No, there's another redhead the prince knows... that's the red vulture. It is said that he has very red hair but is bald on the top of his head, hence the nickname "Red Vulture". But... what is the name of the red vulture

Suddenly there were two screams outside the car window. One voice is Heisong, and the other one is unknown. Before Boris could respond, Charles opened the curtains of the carriage: "It's not good! Your Excellency, Mage, come out and have a look!"

"The prisoner escaped?"

"That's not true... Come down and have a look, I don't know how to describe it to you."

Charles stayed by the side of the car to protect his sister. Boris got out of the carriage and found that Lott and the prince's knights were all gathered on the slightly raised hilly grass beside the road, as if they were looking at some amazing picture in the distance.

The people who screamed just now were Heisong and Norad. The black pine floated next to the team, first saw something on the other side of the hill and screamed. Norad was not far from the black pine. After hearing the sound, he rode his horse up the hill, and then screamed worse than the black pine .

Seeing the situation behind the hill, even Burris gasped. It was a rather large cemetery, and as far as the eye could see, there were at least a few hundred steles in the garden. The tomb under each stone stele had been dug up, and a large hole had been dug out for the coffin in each tomb.

The ground was dug from the inside out, and the coffin was pierced from the inside out... as was the case with all graves as far as the eye could see.

"Look!" Lott excitedly pointed to some of the graves when Burris came over. Some of the corpses in these tombs were stuck in the gaps in the coffins, some could not climb out because the soil was too slippery, and some had already left the tombs but could not stand up because of the mutilated lower limbs, and were wriggling forward desperately. There are still some drag marks on the nearby land, which should be left by the corpses that have left, and all the marks are facing the same direction.

Burris looked at the black pine. Heisong had calmed down now, and began to frown to detect the nearby magic fluctuations. In retrospect, the elf used to be timid and often startled in the tower, but at least he could refrain from shouting back then. Burris couldn't figure out why the necromancer would scream when he saw a dead body, maybe just like some priests are afraid of ghost stories...

Burris looked around: "What is this place?"

Norad leaned closer to the mage, as if he thought it was safer: "There is a small town not far to the west of the cemetery, and most of the dead are buried here. Ah! That dead man is looking at me!"

"He didn't look at you, he was just shaking his head." Burris took a step away, not letting Norad hug him, "Did you take this road when you came? Was there anything unusual near the cemetery at that time?" ?”

"When we came here, we didn't pay attention to these at all. My gods, what happened to them?"

"They..." Burris looked to the north. The corpses below seemed not interested in the living people at all, and they didn't even look at him. "Maybe their destination is the same as ours..."

Silver Falcon Castle, the territory of Prince Lanto, and the most northwest border of Sago - the Moon Mountain Range. Judging from the traces on the soil, the corpses that climbed out all went towards the Luoyue Mountains, and the mutilated corpses were also slowly creeping northward.

Sighing, Boris walked over to one of the corpses, hung his palm over its back, and muttered a spell silently. The corpse gradually loses its vitality under the spell, stops moving, and turns back to a real dead thing.

Seeing the action of the "little mage", Heisong hurriedly followed to find a corpse, and cast the same spell. Between casting spells, the elf frowned and muttered: "It's weird, if we can deactivate them so easily, it means that the person who awakened them is not very powerful? But if that person is weak, how can he Possibly evoking such a mass of corpses, and manipulating them...”

Boris had already made a judgment silently, but he didn't dare to say it immediately, for fear of scaring the prince and his children.

He believed that these corpses were not just aroused by someone, but attracted by a greater force. They were not ordered to advance towards the Luoyue Mountains. If there is a manipulator, Boris and Heisong must first break the spell of that person before inactivating the corpse; and now that they have directly appeased the corpse, it means that these corpses came alive by themselves.

"The villain manipulating the corpse" is not scary to the knights. Everyone knows that the corpse is just a weapon, as long as the manipulator is killed; Burris had a chill down his spine, not to mention what other people would think.

They can't stop for too long, they have to hurry. The weirder the situation, the more they had to make sure to arrive at Silver Falcon Castle as soon as possible.

After going on the road again, Heisong followed closely behind the formation of knights, and Norad also fell silent. Charles and Lotte were riding on the side of the carriage. In the carriage, Tarina's eyes were empty, her fingers twitched once or twice, her lips moved silently, as if she was looking at something invisible to others. Something silent.

Now there are abnormal magic fluctuations everywhere, like the slow and fast wind everywhere. Boris was sleepy and worried. He wanted to catch up on sleep while he was quiet, but he was afraid that the team would have an unexpected accident.

Another day passed, and the team arrived at the official road station in Baige Village ahead of schedule. They originally planned to have lunch here and rest for a while, then walk for a while in the afternoon, and enter Silver Falcon Castle before evening... But when they got near the post station, the leading knight didn't know whether they should stop or not.

It's getting foggy. There is only some mist on the official road outside the village, and the further you go, the thicker the fog will be. At noon, Baige Village was completely silent. No one was working in the fields and orchards outside the village, and there were no sounds of children running home yelling that they were hungry in the distance.

Going further in, the knights were surprised to see that all the houses in the village were closed, and even the dogs were not in the yard. A soldier knocked on the door of the inn, and after a while, the wooden window on the second floor opened a crack, and the owner of the inn shouted excitedly through the crack.

After welcoming the prince and his party into the house, the boss quickly locked the door again. The waitresses brought the food and briefly described the situation in the village with lingering fear.

Not long ago, a terrifying resurrection of the dead occurred in several nearby villages. The cemeteries were opened one by one, and the dead crawled out day and night. The mutilated corpses struggled to crawl, while the complete corpses ran as fast as a living person, and even the creaking white bones swayed and followed behind. The village guards and some courageous farmers went to intercept it, but they were no match for the corpse at all. At the same time, a heavy fog enveloped several nearby villages and towns. While the local corpses kept recovering, corpses from other cemeteries flocked through Baige Village...

Fortunately, these corpses didn't seem to care much about the fleeing villagers, they went on a rampage and all ran in the direction of Luoyue Mountain Range. Even so, some people in the village were injured or even died in the chaos. Some guards were attacked and bitten because they tried to stop the corpses from advancing, and a farmer was crushed alive by his father's corpse.

After listening to the statements of the maid and the owner of the inn, the prince decided to take the food and go on the road immediately. The nearby villages and towns are already like this, what kind of situation will it be in Silver Falcon Castle

When we left the station, the fog outside became thicker. Just as Boris was about to get into the carriage, he saw Lott standing aside leading the horse, staring at the north in a daze.

"My lord?" The mage walked over and asked softly, "Did you feel something?"

Lott turned around in a daze. He didn't answer immediately, but asked Burris back: "Look at the fog, and the waves overflowing from the mountains... Did you feel it too?"

Boris nodded: "Yes... I not only felt it, but also cast a spell to distinguish it."

"What do you think this is?"

"This isn't necromancy at all," Burris lowered his voice, "it's elemental magic from purgatory."