The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

By the time we got back to Rhino Bar, Katrina still looked like a trance, panicked and seemed to have suffered some important psychological blows.

Finding out that her father hid a lot of things, finding that he was not a human being, just panicked rather than collapsed, had proven that she was weak on the outside and actually strong on the inside.

But she had just entered the bar and was scared inside, leaving her instinctive to cast her eyes on her father for help.

Looking at Katrina like this, the bar owner, Father Barton, was very worried. He glanced at me immediately. As for the others, he wouldn't care why a bar woman and a lousy gambler suddenly disappeared and what happened, they had their own business to do.

In the middle of the bar hall, two pedestrian traders dressed in plain clothes were tied to a chair, and the pieces they carried were placed on a table beside each other, most notably the black silver ring skull pendant, which was the hallmark of the Dead.

Looks like we're still thinking too much, and this time the Millionaire's cult is not a native, but a free traveler as a cover, and from that unimpressive look, most of them don't even live in town and camp outside the city.

This is also the expected result, as I have visited several nearby towns without discovering the Sovereign Mage, but the reality of their living outside the city implicitly implies another fact - complicated by the fact that the two men are not strong enough to earn their living alone in the wild, that they are numerous and possibly even have separate camps.

“Trouble is, it doesn't look like a latent scattered cult, it's an organized half-dead, it's supposed to be just a probe, so the dragon witches have mostly spooked them, and they can always take action. ”

In a few moments, I can only speculate that I have too much experience in troubleshooting and troubleshooting. I don't think they can speculate that the other reinforcements are on the way. I am considering how to prompt these rookies without any trace, so that these rookies can quickly pull out this message and respond...

“I... don't kill me. Fifty of us are headed by Lord Black Eyed Sacrifice. He is the Dead Master of the Holy Order. ”

Well, this idiot is probably an ordinary person just a while ago, obviously delaying waiting for rescue at this time is the best option, selling teammates all of a sudden, it's hard for people to try to save you..... I looked at the whole face again, so suddenly enlightened people...

“Is this dumber than who? ”

“Don't compare them to you, it's not fair. How many people in this world have more experience in trouble and pursuit than you? ”

Watching these young people rushing to ask each other, I shook my head helplessly and put my attention on old Barton's side. At this time, the black man behind me can't help but tremble. If I don't stop him, I'm afraid there will be a good show to see...

“By the way, why would I stop it? This guy forced me to wash dishes yesterday. I was the master who taught him martial arts skills. The first half of the mentors were counted anyway. How could he treat the mentors like this? It's inhumane! ”

“ ……. Didn't you say you'd use the dishes to pay for the wine and the arrears? As for the attitude towards the mentor, although I have a lot to throw up, I can't really begin. The only thing I agree with is why we stopped, let's watch the play, um, I don't think it's that angry guy actually feeding his cat with expired milk. ”

The dead cat instantly blew himself up, but we looked at each other, and then we reached out and pointed at Barton Bald.

“Look, that dead bald guy is Barton. Settled up. ”

Barton was also stunned, but before he could react, the fragrance was so windy that the tenderness of his closeness settled him down.

And the next moment, the beautiful pear blossoms bloom and tears rain.

“Ooh, my poor child, it's old enough to make you suffer, Dad... Mommy is here, stay with Mommy, Mommy won't let anyone else bully you. ”

How can you think of a blonde girl holding five big, three thick, middle-aged bald men shouting, "My son, you suffer”? This picture is so beautiful, even if I had predicted it, I would have sprayed it almost once.

And that's what we were prepared for, and the rest of the bar went crazy, drinking water sprinklers, and an unlucky dwarf accidentally ripped off a piece of wood beer glass, chewed it up, and swallowed it.

“Boo, you scared old Entek, Barton boy, is this your mom? Your mother is much younger than you look. Are you really her type? Almighty Ash, you're too different. ”

“Idiot, didn't you see that pointy ear was an elf? By the way, how do elves produce purebred humans? This is incredible! What kind of race is his father? ”

“Ha, his father was of that race. I don't know, but it must be ugly, uglier than old Entech. How could such a beautiful mother have such an ugly son? ”

“Pfft.”

Well, it's a fast-talking Dwarf clan, and the narrative of the Dwarf Shield and his companions led to a second wave of sprinklers.

For a moment, all the attention was forgotten about the inmate being interrogated, the fierce bar owner had such a flower-like mother, and what could be more attractive than this?

And the most tragic thing at this time was probably old Barton himself, who was scared at first, and then he wasn't seduced by a beautiful woman, but he couldn't make a living.

Yes, as a good warrior, he found his arm wrapped like a giant python, his bones clacking, all sore, don't say he earned it, for a while more, he was probably going to suffocate.

He no longer had the strength to speak. At a time of despair, he focused his attention on the unreliable “master”, and when he saw the other person nodded, he realized that he was finally relieved.

“Patton was so happy, he told us not to disturb the reunion of their mother and son. Stay away from them, give them enough room. ”

“Pfft.”

This time old Barton spit, probably blood, uh, actually coughed up blood, so the blood spray is a little exaggerated...

“Ah, help! ”

So the whole bar is in chaos with the blood-sprayed old bald head at its core.

Cough, waiting for the scene to calm down a little, also waiting for me to see the noise, I finally stopped the "mother love flooded” dragon witch demon, lest he get more and more anxious, really pinched his only descendant.

“This time, you should learn to respect your teacher. Oh, male students are just fine, sturdy and X resistant, how can they not die. My previous education failed because I was too soft on the girls! Hmm.”

“ ……. I don't know if your education will succeed. I just know that you're going to have a bad day. Look behind you. ”

Well, as soon as I turned around, Katrina, full of resentment, was staring dead at me, her fingers were still stretching in my waist, that grudging look, as if I were some bad guy, doing some angry evil things.

“How dare you call yourself a good man? ”

Dead cat's words are ignored by me. The kind ones are just easy to misunderstand...

After more than half an hour, we wasted precious response time. Should I be watched die?), we're finally back to business.

And since it hasn't been here for more than half an hour, it is not expected that those who will die will come directly to the door, but this group of us have arrested people, it is impossible to conceal them, there must be trouble after that, and further information obtained from the detective has made us regret getting the other party back.

Our previous speculation was correct, and the Horse Death will operate in the main position for only two purposes, one is to get powerful dead creatures, and the other is to open the doors to the dead, so that more of them will come, and this time they know from the monuments that there is a powerful cologne bone, but not their main purpose.

In their sequence, this little “bone-picking” thing does not require a high-ranking priest to come with more than fifty followers. Their real goal is a relic in the Harun Mountains, not far from this town, and the surrounding space is said to be unstable and well suited to serve as a gateway to new faces.

While listening to this, no one else reacted, but old Barton, who had just recovered his appearance, turned ugly, and I remembered old Barton and I mentioned that Katrina was found in an ancient ruin.

“This can't be such a coincidence... ”

But seeing as Patton's face gets worse and whether or not he's snooping at Katrina, that can't hide the concern, presumably the unfortunate reality, then the wishful owner of the relic is clear.

“The relics of a wise man's civilization? Many of the rare and strange things in jihad were dug up from somewhere, and if there were not a strategic level of weaponry, even without the covenant with the god of wisdom, there would be no relics for all the dead. ”

And for those adventurers, even if they don't know what the ruins of an ancient sage civilization may represent, the door to a death is open near their own home, and the consequences are numbered.

“Absolutely stop them! ”

But I put my attention elsewhere, and if I hadn't been watched around, I would have used a soul-searching technique to squeeze the secrets out of the minds of the two Millionaires.

I wasn't fit to come out, so I got old Barton to come out.

“It takes a lot of sacrifices to open the front door, don't tell me you're ready? ”

The faces of all have changed. After all these years of jihad, the soul sacrifices most wanted by the dead and the devils have become notorious. Are these guys moving around the town to find more than just dragonbones?

“I… we brought a lot of slaves. ”

“Caught? ”

Old Barton stared hard at the past. The fat cult and his four eyes were opposite, but some dared not look directly. He just lowered his head and was dragged up by his collar, yelling like thunder in his ear.

“Have you attacked other villages? Grabbed a prisoner as a sacrifice? ”

The fat man who was lifted could not breathe, his feet off the ground and he slipped blindly, but eventually nodded.

“I..... we didn't want to come here. Lord Kuromei said he was worried that the sacrifice was not enough and wanted us...”

Watching everyone's eyes cast on another cult, the thin man nodded hastily, confirming the information.

Now, it's a lot of fun, but I need more information.

“Unilateral side links are pointless, the other side of the spiritual side is that, the spiritual monarch is in charge of this, you know? ”

I couldn't help but look at both of them shaking their heads, but all of a sudden the skinny guy seemed to remember something.

“I have heard Lord Kuromei say that as long as the task is accomplished, His Majesty's powerful General Fowl will give us a new immortality. ”

“His Majesty? Is there a spirit named Heng? Why do I have a bad feeling about this? ”