Something's wrong with my undead

In the study room of the Lord's Mansion.

Issek and his staff stared at the magic image for an hour, but could not see anything unusual.

But Ravan stood up.

He walked to the window as if his butt hurt from sitting, and pushed open the window that he had just closed.

"How is this going?"

Issik asked his staff.

The staff hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Perhaps those idiots were deceived by these boys. They don't know any treatment methods at all, and their familiarity with strange beasts is fake."

"These losers!"

Issyk seemed to be convinced of his staff and slapped the crystal ball in front of him.

There was a crack on the crystal ball, but it healed quickly, and the magical image fluctuated.

The lord cursed a few more curse words before continuing to ask: "What should we do now?"

Staff: "I'll go get in touch with them."

"go Go."

Issek waved his hand impatiently.

...

In the living room, Lavan breathed in the fresh air outside the window and gently rubbed his temples.

Since contacting McCalla, he really didn't panic at all.

During this hour, he explained all the major and minor events that his group had experienced since arriving in Nibla City and the news he saw in the newspaper today.

At the same time, he also learned that the "Salvation" airship from McCalla had arrived in Foggy Bottom and had laid nodes nearby.

Because of this, he was able to use Berio's power to contact Instructor Sar and the others.

It was true that his butt hurt from sitting, but the main reason for standing up was excessive mental energy consumption.

The amount of information is simply too great.

Despite the help of the Charging Stone, he still needs to expend his mental energy to convert the memory into text that can be transmitted, and the former can only be used to pay Berio.

During this process, Berio actually expressed strong confusion.

It seems that no one has ever paid it before.

This makes Lavan feel very puzzled——

Whether it's Berio's existence or the strangeness in the Lord's Mansion...

And more importantly, what kind of past does it have, so that even such normal treatment is regarded as a favor and it is very exciting.

"You are such a generous person! Not only did you give me a name, but you also gave me so many shiny things!"

Berio exclaimed again.

The shiny thing refers to the energy in the charging stone, right?

Rawan couldn't laugh or cry in his heart.

"So, if I gave you a lot of these shiny things, could you be saved?" he asked.

Berio was silent for a moment and said, "I don't know, but I feel like I'm getting better."

"What does getting better mean?"

"It just feels smarter, don't you feel it?"

"……really."

Lavan replied very much against his will.

Berio didn't get smarter, but he did change.

If you measure the remuneration you pay to Berio in terms of contribution points, then its charge is equivalent to the "phone bill" in McCalla.

The amount of phone charges depends on two indicators.

One is the distance from the control center.

For example, in McCalla, the price of a message from the Blight Scar and the message from the Lord's Mansion were not the same.

Then its charges will decrease as the amount of its own payments increases.

The other depends on the processing capabilities of the control center itself.

In the process, the phone bills he paid were indeed gradually decreasing.

This shows that the charging stone is indeed helpful to Berio.

——So, Berio, like Quelkus, can be used as a large node?

While Lavan was thinking wildly, a sinister voice came from the side.

"I've kept you waiting for a long time."

A guy wrapped in a black robe came out.

The air around him seemed to be filled with uncomfortable elements, and Lavan and others felt strange.

This is the instinctive reaction of McCalla people when encountering dirty things.

They had the answer right away - this man was dirtier than the giant tree outside the Lord's Mansion.

"I am Lord Issyk's staff, you can call me Gould."

He stretched out a pale hand and shook it with Ravan.

The latter resisted the urge to pull out the toilet pusher and nodded.

"Hello, Mr. Gould."

Gould didn't seem to notice anything unusual, and only interpreted the thin sweat on Lavan's forehead as being caused by nervousness.

He sat down casually and said straight to the point:

"I know you are from McCalla, and you have heard the so-called 'salvation' remarks. With all due respect, these words are no different from a picture book that deceives children. If your lord has that spare time, you might as well consider breaking through the blockade of the four countries. How to survive in the future, after all, the magic network will be repaired by the Velitas people sooner or later, and it will be too late by then. "

Gould originally thought that these words would make the young man in front of him angry, or even worse, they would make him excited.

But he was disappointed.

A layer of oiliness that did not belong to his age suddenly appeared on Lawan's young face:

"Look at what you said. We don't believe those words ourselves. We are here just to do business and make money. We are not shabby."

At this moment, it seemed that he was not the little boss of McGob, not a skilled wanderer.

Instead, he has turned back into the streetwalkers, liars, scoundrels and gangsters who were idle in Greenleaf Town.

Gould was stunned for a moment, and said in a slightly unnatural voice:

"Ah haha... So, your business refers to deception and abduction?"

Lavan pretended to be confused: "I don't understand what you mean by 'cheating'..."

Gould laughed twice and said disdainfully: "Stop pretending, boy from McCalla, there are indeed ways to purify strange beasts and check traces in this world, but they all involve Velitas' magic technology, which requires Expensive equipment support, or the participation of professional mages above level five.

"Can you really deal with strange beasts with your crappy gadgets? They are just some tricks to deceive people who have never been to Velitas. I am different from those elves. I have seen the world. "

He said nothing to make these guys show their cowardice.

Sure enough, there was more sweat on Lavan's forehead, and his expression was a little stiff.

But what Gould didn't notice was that the branch not far behind Lavan swayed slightly.

Then, this kid became confident again.

"Sorry, sir, I disagree with your statement that this is a 'cheat'."

Gould sneered: "Do you really have the technology and means of the Velitas?"

"That's not true, but we have theoretical research on the Velitas."

Lavan responded with a smile and began to show off the assistance he received from the sidelines:

"Have you ever heard of 'psychotherapy'?"

"Psychotherapy?" Gould asked confused: "What is that?"

"Professor Hilda of Vilitas once published such a document - there are two identical plants, placing them in completely different language environments. One listens to the music of the Silver Elf every day, and The other one listened to the dwarf drunkards arguing every day. Three months later, both plants were in bloom, and guess what?”

Gould was slightly stunned: "What's going on?"

"That one at the back, hey, it's dead!"

……

At the same time, in front of the Lord's Mansion.

Two simple carriages drove slowly.

In the carriage, Mr. Sa couldn't help but ask: "Sister Hui, is the document you mentioned true or false?"

Anahui rolled her eyes: "Of course it's true, but Hilda's final conclusion is that the dwarves' quarrels contain the power of war cries, and the elves' music has the effect of cultivation spells, so the two pots of plants are so different. Different places - but that is a matter for the future. The conclusion at this stage is 'a good word will warm the winter.'"

Mr. Sa: "Will Lawan be exposed?"

Megumin: "Don't worry, there's no one in Nibla City who knows the Academy of Truth better than me. This Gould will either admit that he is a stick and doesn't understand mages at all, or he can only nod and accept the loss of being dumb. That kid will be fine." , not to mention that we have come to the rescue.”

Mr. Sa was relieved.

At this time, Lord Issik, who received the notification from his servant, hurriedly walked out of the gate and greeted the first carriage respectfully.

Beside the carriage, the old ranger Kaleas was opening the door himself, and the third princess Renee walked out.