Something's wrong with my undead

After half an hour, the meeting ended.

The content is very concise to begin with - a disaster is imminent, and you have to pay if you want to survive.

In normal times, most of these people would consider just packing up Xinruan and running away, focusing on the idea that there is no need to stay here, but there is a place where you can stay.

But now times have changed. There are strange beasts and cracks outside, and there is no way to escape.

Daryl relies on not only two level six thugs, but also this difficult living environment.

The reason why he continued to speak for half an hour with such a simple conclusion was entirely because the nobles could not accept the so-called reason that "the Velitas people arranged all this three years ago."

They would rather believe that this is a Nice conspiracy.

After all, they are close to the Ruku people, and the shadows are at odds with the light.

If it was revenge from the Nice people, then this would be much more reasonable.

Moreover, the Soul Forge sounds like the work of the Necromancer. Who doesn't know that the Necromancer comes from the Shadow Temple?

No matter how bad it is, it must be a scam devised by the Mercury royal family to win over them!

How could it be such a coincidence that right after the three princesses on the front foot came to visit, there was something wrong with the back foot?

Nibla City could have remained neutral, but was forced to take sides. Isn't this exactly what the royal family wanted?

As for the Velitas, it is simply a fantasy.

Apart from the visit of Melvin Cummings to the city lord three years ago, there was almost no contact between the two sides - except for the magic network.

Besides, there is no grievance between the two sides, and they are still so far apart. Why do the Vilitas do this? Does it do them any good?

Daryl also knew that this was difficult to accept.

In any corner of the world, even in the Zanluo Plateau, when people mention Velitas, their first reaction is "the country that has mastered the most advanced magical technology and the most civilized ideas."

Just like the name of the "House of Truth", they are the spokespersons of truth.

Even with conflicts based on race and history, this point has become the basis for all discussions. It is common sense and a common understanding of both parties.

This is the filter that has been accumulated bit by bit over the hundreds of years since the Magic Network was spread across the entire territory.

In the minds of most people, if the world falls into disaster, the only thing that can turn the tide is their own faith - this is the inertia of thinking that comes from extraordinary energy.

But if you ignore this inertia and seriously ask who is the savior of this world, the "second answer" will most likely be the Velitas people.

In this way, Wilderness House behaves more like a frame-up after the conspiracy was exposed.

So many people planned to go with them to see what the City Lord's Mansion had become.

But that doesn’t include Abram and his allies.

They turned around and left immediately, rushing back to the Daybird Club where parties usually took place.

As a coachman, Lavan wanted to find an excuse to follow him, but when he helped Abram get out of the car, the other party suddenly approached him and whispered:

"Come with me for a moment."

Lawan was stunned and subconsciously showed resistance.

Abram glared at him: "It's not what you think, it has something to do with McCalla."

"it is good."

Ravan quickly followed.

After entering the house, the group of well-dressed elf gentlemen outside eagerly took off their coats and hugged each other one by one.

They seemed frightened by the content of the meeting and in desperate need of some comfort.

But as Abram brought Ravan in and coughed twice, these people restrained themselves one after another.

But it is only relatively convergent.

Seeing the men wearing eyeshadow leaning against their companions like birds, Lavan wanted to go back and wash his eyes.

Even Baron Hongliu, who was said to have hemorrhoids, was holding one in his arms...

Oh, no wonder he's okay with hemorrhoids.

"Ravan."

Abram patted his shoulder: "You know some of the people here, some you don't - it doesn't matter, we all know that you are from McCalla, you have special means to deal with strange beasts, and you only charge energy Stone instead of gold coins.

"The people at Wilderness House said the same thing to us today. The third princess Renee can also deal with strange beasts and even solve bigger troubles. Coincidentally, she only takes charge stones - so, you are Together?"

He asked seemingly casually, but Lavan's heart sank.

This answer is very important.

He quickly synchronized the situation here in the "tea room".

[Ravan]: I am now at the Daybird Club. Abram and the others asked me if I knew the Third Princess Renee. How should I answer? It’s urgent!

[Ed]: First of all, let me tell you that you don’t know. Her Royal Highness has a noble status, and we commoners have no right to contact her. Then you say there may be something to do with it, and to trick him, as long as he tells you the content of the meeting, it means he really trusts you.

[Lavan]: Thank you so much, brother!

...

"I don't know." Lawan shook his head slightly, and then added: "We are only sent by the lord to do business, and people of the level of Her Royal Highness are not accessible to us... But if she only accepts charge Shi, maybe our magic principles are similar."

"Is McCalla really so powerful?" Baron Hongliu asked doubtfully: "Didn't that boy Daryl say that His Highness' abilities are all from some investigation team?"

"Do you have any dealings with the Veritas?" Abram asked again.

...

【Lavan】: Urgent! He asked me if I had any dealings with the Velitas! The 'investigation team' was mentioned in the meeting.

[Ed]: Continue to say that you don’t know, but you must admit that the Velitas people still keep in contact with McCalla, and they solved the Blight Scar.

【Lavan】: Okay brother!

...

People are like this, they often burst out with dazzling power when they rely only on themselves.

But once you find the backbone, you will instantly turn into trash, and you can lie down with peace of mind.

Lawan smiled bitterly and said: "You think highly of me... If I knew this, I would not be sent out at all. However, when I was stationed at the Western Blight Mark stronghold, I heard that a group of gentlemen from far away solved the problem of the Blight Mark. There may be some Vilitas in there."

He thought he was pretending pretty well, but when he heard this, Abram and the others exchanged glances, and there was a gloom in their eyes.

What the hell are the Velitas doing?

Abram patted Ravan on the shoulder:

"You helped me a lot, but I'm sorry."

Lawan's alarm suddenly flashed, and he suddenly got rid of the other party before he could apologize and jumped back.

With two clang sounds, two iron arrows coated with poison were shot from the ground and ceiling where he was standing just now. They staggered and collided with each other, missing him by a hair.

And Abram's hands were still in the air.

He was slightly surprised at this moment: "I didn't realize that you reacted so quickly."

[Ravan]: Something’s wrong, I answered wrong somewhere, they took action!

[Todd]: Huh? what's the situation?

[Ed]: What?

[Oflora]: I'm coming over right now!

[Ed]: Don’t be impatient. Don’t panic yet. Ask him if he can wait until he dies. At least it will make your death clear.

[Todd]: Do you think this is human language?

Lavan no longer had time to worry about what they were talking about. He didn't know whether he had become nervous after staying with the skeleton instructors for a long time or what. In short, he didn't have much fear of death now.

He was highly concentrated, but his eyes were full of innocence and anger: "Sir, what did I do wrong?"

He has put his lifelong acting skills to use.

"Your fault is that you are just a little Penny." Baron Hongliu raised his chin and sarcastically said, "As long as you are a serious elf, we can accept you."

"You've almost had enough."

Abram glared at him: "Put away your stupid blood theory."

Probably because he likes strong men, he is very accepting of mixed races.

His prestige seemed pretty good. Baron Hongliu whistled and said nothing more.

Abram did not press forward step by step, but sat on the chair with a bit of self-deprecation on his face.

"Since you have helped me a lot, I can make it clear to you, but to be honest, we don't know much.

“Three years ago, we were present when Ms. Melvin Cummings met with the Lord of Issyk-Kul, and we were invited to go.

"She said she would help us solve the problems in the manor and turn the Berio tree into an existence no less than a tree of mourning. From now on, Nibra City will not have to worry about any position issues. Instead, the royal family and the Council of Elders will fight. Destiny comes to win us over.

"The idea was put forward by her, and the commission was issued by Issyk. In the next three years, magic ores from the south continued to arrive, such as dark fire stone, soul-eating stone, soul-melting stone... We processed it into components of the magic circle and handed it over. Once it is in the hands of the city lord, we never ask how it will be used.

"Just after the disaster happened, everything seemed to end suddenly. No more ore was delivered, and there was no message from the magic network.

"Then not long ago, just like the rumors you heard, the Lord of the City set up a magic circle in the castle and successfully killed himself and the staff member named Gould."

Lavan couldn't help but said: "So this matter has nothing to do with you!"

After asking this question, he realized that he seemed to be poisoned.

It took him ten times the mental energy to send these messages to the tea room, and he didn't even have time to read the responses.

"What's the use of saying this?"

The noble next to him yelled: "Who would believe that it was the Velitas who harmed us? We don't even believe it ourselves!"

"This matter will definitely be uncovered." Abram said coldly: "Accounts, transactions, and warehouses on the outskirts of the city for transporting these magic ores. Everyone will know that it was us who killed Issyk!" No one can help clarify it for us!”

"I can help you!"

Lavan was anxious: "Believe me, our lord will definitely——"

In the middle of his words, Abram angrily grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

He saw it, saw it clearly, and wanted to avoid the opponent's movements, but his whole body was so weak that he refused to obey.

Abram said hysterically: "You still want me to believe you!? It was the damn Vilitas people who discovered this personally! This is simply a frame-up! You are all in the same group!"

boom!

The door of the club was suddenly kicked open, and a silhouette bathed in golden light stood at the door, dazzling.

"Don't worry yet!"

A line of golden characters was thrown towards Abram.