Something's wrong with my undead

"Don't be impatient yet."

Heine did not agree immediately, he called George to stop.

The Lord Lord turned back in surprise.

"what?"

The other party's reaction was different from what he imagined.

Shouldn't he be shocked first, then be moved beyond measure, and then follow him down with a nervous look on his face?

Heine: "I want to confirm one thing first: Are you going to show me something secret, and getting involved in it means you can't get out?"

George: "..."

Heine: "You hesitated, which means it is indeed the case, so I refuse - I dare not intervene rashly without knowing what the secret is.

"It's late at night and it's time for me to go."

Heine stood up and walked out.

"and many more!"

George quickly stopped him: "Heine, you have to believe me, you will definitely join after seeing it."

"So after seeing it, I have to join?"

"..."

George secretly scolded this cunning little fox, but gritted his teeth:

"It doesn't matter if you don't join after watching it."

"Really?"

"real."

"I don't believe it, just make a written statement."

"you……"

George's eyebrows knitted together.

This was the first time he met such a difficult person.

"Okay," he sighed, "I'll write you a paperwork."

A few minutes later.

Heine dried the ink stains on the "paper", folded it and put it away.

"Are you relieved now?" George joked.

"please."

……

The two entered the secret room.

As you go down the steps, it feels like a breeze is blowing outward from the depths.

At the bottom is a small study room with a thick carpet on the floor and bookshelves surrounding it.

The blank wall above the bookshelf is covered with portraits, arranged in order from the entrance to the right, twenty in total.

There are hand-drawn drawings in the front, and some kind of magical drawing that has been blurred and invalidated in the middle.

The latest pictures are magical portraits that Heine had seen at the Lion King Trading House.

The person on it blinks and turns his neck, but it looks like a low-quality live2d leather case, which makes it feel scary.

What bothered Heine most was not these, but the strange feeling that had lingered since he stepped here.

This feeling was so strong that he couldn't help but tap his eyebrows and open the Eyes of the Dead.

Then, he was deeply attracted by a touch of silver.

His eyes passed through the thick carpet and saw the magic circle outlined with silver threads below.

It is so clear, so complex, so complete.

For a moment, Heine's heart was in his throat!

He found the source of this feeling...

It was the same feeling as in their cellar, but hundreds of times more intense, leading to a trance like "something was calling me."

"Your perception is very keen!"

When George saw him staring at the carpet, a smile appeared on his lips.

Then he stepped forward and lifted the carpet.

Heine quickly closed the Eye of the Dead, then was stunned.

Underneath the rug is a magic map.

Protected by a layer of glass, there is a three-dimensional magical phantom.

Heine had seen a similar "miniature landscape of the trading house" in the lobby of the Lion King Trading House. After all, that building had five floors and was the tallest building in the Silver Market.

The map in front of me is larger and the phantoms are more refined.

"see it?"

George said excitedly:

"Look here, to the west is the Zanluo Plateau, the country of the orcs and Zanluo people, to the north is the frozen soil, to the east is the Whispering Forest, and to the east are two mysterious forests. Thousands of miles apart, the golden people live. The Luku Plain, hahaha, they are very far away, have you seen it!"

George began to ramble on about the geography and politics beyond the mountains.

It was obvious that he was very proud of this secret knowledge.

Heine's face was shocked, but as he listened, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Except for the strange and extraordinary elements, there is no difference between the McCalla Mountains and the closed feudal society.

To ordinary people, these useless geographical knowledge are like legends from the mouths of bards.

For the nobles who are blocked here, these are more like some mysterious taboos.

The Four-Nation Convention not only blocks the inflow of equipment, props and professionals above level five, but also blocks these "common senses".

So every time he stepped into Lion Trading House, Heine felt a sense of disconnection and disharmony.

It's like a modern commercial building opened in a medieval town.

While others were still using homing pigeons to deliver letters, they already had such things as "holographic magic phantoms".

So now the harder George talks about these secret knowledge, the stronger this feeling becomes.

This is a secret obtained through the efforts of past lords.

And the knowledge Heine heard from those three guys didn't stop there.

Not only do those come from all over the world, they also transcend time and provide direct insight into the future.

...

When George got excited, he sat directly on the ground.

"...So do you understand? Whether it is the City of Holy Helm, Tayaga, the ancestral city of the Zanro people, or the mountain fortress of the dwarves, they are all very far away from us.

"So any threat is just a joke. If they are really so powerful, why are they still secretly accumulating Holy Light?

"Yes, that's right, the Boneyard was judged, but it was just a test, we blocked it, right? We also found a well, we drove Donald away, and now it's no threat!

"We have enemies on all sides. They imprison, blockade, and suppress us, but they are also afraid of each other. They are afraid that we will fall to any side!

"So don't worry, Heine, the compromises I showed today are just disguises, just for them to see!"

Snapped!

He suddenly slapped his hand on the map.

"Heine, I want to change everything! You will join, right?"

Heine didn't answer. He didn't know how to answer.

Players rarely remember the name of a certain character. For example, Dylan is still the "Tail King" in the mouths of three people.

For example, Hunter is "boss number three" and so on.

Unless it's a special person, special enough to be remembered by them.

They still call George their lord, perhaps even without remembering his face.

Even if it was force majeure, the lord's role in it was pitifully small.

Not even as good as the "Seventh Master" in Teacher Xia's mouth.

So Heine doesn't think George is some "macho man from heaven."

To be honest, the moment he saw the magic circle, he had expectations.

He expected that the other party would mention this mysterious magic circle and have something to do with his mysterious ability.