Lords of All: The Moving Castle of the Dead

On the street outside Elena's house, a group of poor people were kneeling neatly.

They lowered their heads, but kept moving their eyes, and raised their ears to listen to what was going on around them. Little people have their own rules of survival. The nobles did not dare to resist, but it did not mean that they did not want to listen to the gossips of the old men.

Torento is not much better than these poor people. He is like a prisoner waiting for trial. If he had a choice, he would rather not come here.

Run, it's impossible to run. Didn't you see two heavily armored soldiers staring at you eagerly? The distance was so close that the soldiers had no time to protect him.

Until the heavy footsteps sounded again, and the heavily armored warrior from before returned.

The Black Knight came to Torento and said to him, "Come with me, I want to see you."

After speaking, he turned around and left. Torento turned to look at the soldiers behind him, sighed, and followed.

He never thought that one day he would walk into a poor man's house with his head down. This seemed to him an insult to the nobility.

When he reached the door of the room, the Black Warrior stopped, looked at Elena, who was still kneeling on the ground, and said, "Get up, go cook, my lord needs food."

Elena pointed at herself, and then looked at Mr. Torento who was following the Black Warrior.

The Black Warrior turned to look at Torento, who quickly showed a kind little face, muttering secretly in his heart, look at what I do, see if I am useful, do I dare to say no?

That timid look subverted Elena's image of the aristocratic masters in her mind, and she instantly felt that these aristocratic masters were nothing more than that, not so righteous in the face of life and death, and just as cowardly as poor people like them.

She stood up, rubbed her aching legs, and ran to cook. The Black Warrior took Torento and continued walking into the house to meet Li Ziyu.

As he walked into the bedroom, Torento smelled the scent of herbs.

Nobles rarely use herbal medicine. They prefer magic potions with stronger recovery ability and faster recovery speed, or they can find magicians to directly use magic to recover. In their hearts, only poor people will use herbal medicine to heal injuries.

As soon as his eyes swept around the room, Torento's eyes locked on Li Ziyu who was leaning on the bed.

"Family, why don't you pay homage to my lord?" the black warrior said dissatisfied.

Torento was startled, then bowed quickly and said to Li Ziyu, "I have met you, sir."

The Black Warrior was still dissatisfied. In his opinion, Li Ziyu was the owner of their undead bones, and this human being was just a dependent. It was not enough to just salute, but to pay homage in a big way.

He wanted to scold him a few more times, but Li Ziyu waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to say more, and the Black Warrior stood aside quietly.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Li Ziyu. As you can see, these are my soldiers. What should I call you?" Li Ziyu asked while looking at Torento.

"Sir, my name is Torento, and I am the local shepherd." Torento responded without any airs.

"Toronto, why are you here?" Li Ziyu asked.

"I received intelligence that someone here killed a vampire monster, so I came here rashly and disturbed your rest. I'm very sorry." Torento lowered his posture and said apologetically.

That makes sense.

Li Ziyu was temporarily relieved that he was not here for himself, and then asked, "Have you ever seen a moving city?"

Torento was startled when he heard this, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart, how could there be a city in this world that could move? If so, the wilderness would no longer be dangerous.

He shook his head and answered honestly, "Sir, I have never heard of a moving city, and I have never seen a moving city."

Li Ziyu nodded. If it wasn't because of the lack of information in this world, it was because there really were no moving cities or travelers in this world.

This will make you feel more at ease.

Sometimes the travelers are more worrying than the natives.

"Toronto, I heard that you have an ancestral pendant?" Li Ziyu asked about the pendant instead.

"Yes, sir, the pendant is here." Torento took off the skull mask pendant from his neck and held it up with both hands.

Li Ziyu took the pendant and looked at it. As for the skull mask, he could tell at a glance that it was an undead style thing.

Holding the pendant, Li Ziyu asked Torento, "Do you know what this pendant means?"

I don't know what this pendant means. Isn't it an accessory issued by the temple? Every noble family should have a few of them. What could be so special about this thing?

Torento cursed. As far as he knew, there were quite a few similar jewelry. Not only pendants, but also rings, earrings, bracelets, armbands, and even some weird jewelry, such as nose rings and tongue nails. some type of.

There are many types of jewelry, but the common point is that they are all passed down from the temple, and they all have a human-like skeleton shape, and they are all passed down from ancestors.

But speaking of it, families that own such jewelry usually have ancestral instructions that tell them to protect the jewelry, not to lose it, and to be in awe, but I haven't heard any nobles talk about anything special about the jewelry.

Listening to the meaning of the adult in front of me, this jewelry seemed to be quite simple, but he really didn’t know what was special about the pendant, so he shook his head with a blank look on his face and said, "My lord, this is a heirloom of my family. There is no What special meaning does it have?"

Li Ziyu narrowed his eyes and dangled the pendant in front of him, "Think carefully about whether there is anything left at home about this pendant or about your identity."

Torento's expression became more and more confused. After thinking seriously for a long time, he shook his head helplessly, "Sir, no, the ancestors only left them to not be lost. If they wanted to be in awe, they never said why they should be like this. As for my identity... I am the Mu Shou here."

There is a problem with inheritance.

Li Ziyu realized this immediately.

The fact that the undead is related to the undead cannot be faked. The Black Warrior has verified it. Then the problem lies with the ancestors of the Torento family. There was a problem when it was passed down. It may not be told to future generations that this pendant represents the undead. The status of family members.

Li Ziyu thought of another question and asked, "When was this pendant passed down?"

Torento scratched his head, "It has been for several generations. It has always been an important inheritance of the family."

really!

It's been a long time, so long that a piece of history has been buried.

By the way, Torento just told Black Warrior that this came from the temple. Is the temple the temple of the undead?

If the Undead are still there, why has the meaning of the pendant not been passed down and forgotten? What happened to the Undead?

There was weirdness everywhere, and Li Ziyu had an unpleasant feeling in his heart, "Toronto, what do you mean by the temple?"

This gentleman may not be very smart.

Torento looked at Li Ziyu with strange eyes. The questions Li Ziyu asked were really strange. Aren't many of the questions well known to everyone? What's there to ask?

He said matter-of-factly, "The temple is the temple."

What kind of answer is this? Li Ziyu frowned and said with some dissatisfaction, "Describe the appearance of the temple in your mouth... Forget it, you don't need to say it. Is there a temple around here?"

Torento's eyes became even weirder, "Sir, of course there are temples around here. How can there be no temples around the city?"

Well, the amount of information is a bit large.

According to Torento, it seems that every city has a so-called "temple", or in other words, the city is built based on the temple.

Does this temple have anything to do with the undead tribe?

Palaces and temples seem to be related to religions and gangs. Could it be their beliefs?

It would be better to ask more clearly. Li Ziyu asked again, "Which church does the temple belong to?"

A confused look appeared on Torento's face, "Church? Is it a revival meeting, a demon hunting society, a masonry, or something like that? The temple has nothing to do with those organizations. The temple has always existed, and I have never heard of it. Which organization does it belong to?"

It didn't belong to an organization like a church. Li Ziyu's eyes flashed, and he had a guess in his mind. He turned to look at the black warrior standing aside and ordered, "Go with him and see what the temple is like." Whatever it is, come back and tell me."

The Black Warrior is not a low-level undead, his IQ is online. Even if Li Ziyu spoke vaguely and did not explain, he could still understand what his master meant. He immediately saluted, picked up Torento and walked out.

"Hey, hey, don't pull me, I can walk by myself!" Torento was pulled and staggered all the way, shouting loudly.

The Black Warrior ignored him and pulled him outside, shaking his soul and saying, "Lead the way."

Torento looked inside the house, curled his lips, and muttered in a voice that only he could hear, "Where did it come from?"

Turning his head to see the black warrior with flames flashing in his eyes, he was scared again. These warriors always made people feel heart palpitations. The hair on their hair would stand up when they stared at them. It was so stressful.

Although the other party did not have the self-consciousness of a noble and was extremely rude, Torento did not say much. Anyway, it was just a matter of leading the way. It was better to offend a noble who did not know where he came from.

Torento remounted his horse, called on his men to follow him, and led the Black Warrior towards the center of the city.

Li Ziyu, who was waiting for news in the room, summoned another black warrior. He wasted a lot of time sleeping and lost many opportunities to summon the black warrior.

He is living here now, and the system is still being repaired. There is no news about the Castle of the Undead. The only way to save his life is these black warriors. Every time he summons one more to his side, he becomes safer.

The system won't replenish him if he misses it. It's like clocking in at a fixed time.

After waiting in the room for a long time and summoning the second Black Warrior to bring the number of Black Warriors on hand to 10, Elena finally walked in with food.

"I'm starving to death." Li Ziyu struggled to sit up, smiled at Elena, and looked at the tray in her hand.

Yo, it’s quite rich.

Yesterday he ate two black "steamed buns", but the food Elena brought him today was different. There was a lot of meat, eggs and things like long loaves of bread.

Elena pulled the table, put down the food, and said to him, "These are sent by the neighbors. They thank you for helping kill the vampire monster. Let me say thank you on their behalf."

Only then did Li Ziyu understand why today's food was better than yesterday, so he smiled and said, "Hahaha, okay, I'm very satisfied with this thank you gift."

He only ate two "steamed buns" yesterday, and now he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. He couldn't care less, so he grabbed the food and put it into his mouth, devouring it hungrily.

Elena turned her head and glanced at the black warriors standing around, and asked a little tangledly, "Do these warriors under your command want to eat? I will make some more, but I don't have anything delicious here. I don't know if they can." Get used to it.”

Li Ziyu, who was immersed in cooking, waved his hand and said vaguely, "No need, don't worry about them, they don't need to eat."

This is the truth, the undead do not need to eat, they will not feel hungry, and eating with skeletons will be in vain.

Elena breathed a small sigh of relief.

These heavily armored warriors could tell at a glance that they were pot-bellied men. If they really wanted her to prepare food, there would be a big problem.

Elena is a poor person, and her family only has so much food. If it is provided to heavy armored soldiers, it is difficult to say whether one meal is enough. After eating, she will be hungry.

She could give Li Ziyu some food, which was already squeezed out of her own rations. She was afraid that Li Ziyu would say something about the need to prepare meals for the heavily armored soldiers.

Elena's life was not good. She was often hungry, and once she almost starved to death. She had a deep understanding of hunger and never wanted to experience that feeling again.

There was a lot of food sent by the neighbors, and after Li Ziyu devoured it, there was still a lot left. Elena carefully picked up the plate and went out, seeing that it would not be wasted.

Li Ziyu narrowed his eyes, already having a calculation in his mind.

Regardless of anything else, just because he saved Elena, he couldn't just stand by and watch Elena's current situation.

But the situation is unclear now. If he can find the Castle of the Dead, he will naturally give Elena a fortune.

After eating and taking a break, Black Warrior and Torento came back.

The two walked into the room again, and this time Torento seemed less fearful than before.

"Sir." Torento made a noble salute and stood aside. He still didn't understand where Li Ziyu came from and what level of noble he was. He just wanted to talk to the heavy armored warrior, but Failed.

But he was also sure that the other party had no ill intentions, or in other words, he didn't care about him at all.

Then of course there is no need to be too afraid.

The black warrior stepped forward and saluted, and then said, "Fortunately, I have found out the situation in the temple."

Li Ziyu's eyes lit up, "Say."

"The temple in the city is the temple of our dead, and this city is protected by the temple."

"The temple here has existed for a long time, and it should have given birth to the skeletons of guardian guards and heroic spirits. However, for some reason, most of them were destroyed, and the remaining ones were severely injured and fell asleep. Their injuries have not recovered, and I cannot wake them up."

It really is the Temple of the Dead!

He had just guessed whether this so-called temple might be the Temple of the Dead that he could build in the system, but now it was confirmed that it was the same thing.

Li Ziyu then asked, "Are there any other discoveries?"

The black warrior said without hesitation, "I felt the aura of the cemetery. It should have been decorated by my clan, but I didn't find the aura of my clan."

Well, beautiful, not only has the Shrine of the Dead, but also a prayer cemetery.

There is no need to think too much now. It is certain that this city was built with the help of the Undead. After all, these two buildings, the Temple of the Dead and the Prayer Cemetery, are not used by the Undead themselves. They are completely used by their dependent races. .

When Black Warrior said that he did not find the aura of his tribe, he meant that he did not find the aura of the undead in the city.

There are no undead...

Sure enough, something went wrong!

Li Ziyu's previous guess was proved again.

Torento does not understand the meaning of the pendant. History has buried the truth. The undead have disappeared inexplicably. The guardians and heroic skeletons in the temple have been severely injured and fell into a deep sleep. What on earth is happening in this world?

Li Ziyu suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

But after a second thought, he gradually relaxed again.

Although the undead have disappeared, their dependent races do not seem to receive any special response. Judging from Torento's intentions, the people in this city are living a pretty good life.

As long as you're careful, it shouldn't be a big problem.