Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 44 Cleaning up the battlefield and new ideas

A naked skeleton slowly appeared behind Todd, holding two daggers in his hand.

Mr. Sa: "Damn it, why are you running naked?"

Teacher Xia: "Hey, the blood-sucking vine is a half-magical creature, so you can't stray too far from the manor. By the way, your tracking skills are pretty good. What level is it at?"

Mr. Sa proudly said: "Level 9! Not to mention that the footprints of a half-elf hunter like him are smaller than others. Even if he leaves no trace in the snow, I can still find him by smell."

"Awesome, Mr. Sa, how do you practice the ninth-level tracking technique? You shouldn't be lying on the ground and touching your footprints all these years, right?"

Mr. Sa chuckled: "If you are like me and have all the hunting certificates in the three major forests, you will also have this level of tracking skills. You still have to rely on traps to catch the big horned beasts. You need to use a camouflage suit and a restraint." Arrows are enough.”

Dylan and Selima quickly arrived while the two were bragging.

Seeing the two skeletons frozen in place, Dylan felt a little better.

That guy's undead wasn't always smart, but now he looks pretty stupid.

"Take the prisoner and follow me," he said.

"What is he talking about?" Mr. Sa asked.

"You don't care, he doesn't understand anyway, just pretend he doesn't."

Dylan was a little confused and said it again, but the two still didn't respond.

Logically speaking, such a spiritual skeleton shouldn't be... Is this how he usually communicates with Heine?

Selima obviously had no patience. She stepped forward and picked up Todd like a chicken, then turned around and left.

Only then did the two skeletons follow.

"It turns out the order was to follow the prisoners... no wonder it didn't work."

Dylan was stunned.

...

Coming home from the front door, Dylan first looked at the burn marks on the wall.

Then he followed Jason's group's route from the burned-out lobby on the first floor to the corridor on the second floor.

He looked carefully at each body.

Equipment props, bone strength, cause of death...

The more he looked, the more frightened he became.

He finally came to a conclusion that he didn't want to admit:

Without Heine and his skeleton, he wouldn't be able to stop this group of people.

Even though Matt Gitiller and Hunter Gitile are still there, and the Blood Puppet is still intact, they may not be able to defend it.

Unless all his two hundred blood servants and serfs are present, this battle will become unsuspicious due to the characteristics of the Necromancer.

But if that were the case, the enemy would definitely not rush over to die.

The most terrifying thing about Kitil Manor is not the nearly level 4 necromancer.

But such an evil existence also has more than two hundred servants who take orders from him.

It can be said that the leader of the other side did nothing wrong.

He first broke the magic shell of the castle regardless of the cost.

In this way, even if they attack, they will not be sealed in the castle and can evacuate at any time.

Then we worked together as a team to detect and disarm traps and mechanisms.

In the corridor, there was a direct violent attack, and the formation always remained intact.

However, in the end we got this result...

It is true that he has almost lost all his wealth, but if he were to use those props himself, would this be the result?

Is this really the free play of those three undead?

Or is Heine doing something in this but not telling himself?

He looked up at the ceiling, where there were traces of blood left by vampire vines.

Why can a sneaking skeleton climb onto the opponent's head without being noticed?

why?

Dylan Gitile doesn't understand.

He just felt cold all over his body.

……

In the corridor, Heine was repairing the injuries sustained while catching the sheep.

Being a MT is indeed stressful.

Jason and several of his henchmen launched a desperate struggle at the end.

However, due to the power of dedication, they did not dare to come in and take a bath despite the burning like Jason, so they could only shoot cold arrows from a distance.

The result was that they all died, but the armor was penetrated and two of Brother Yang's ribs were broken.

If they had taken advantage of Brother Yang from the beginning, the situation might have been different.

But they are not soldiers after all.

Dylan picked up Jason's sword, and a dark green light lit up in his hand. As soon as he got closer, he was purified by the light on the sword.

"The power of judgment?" He couldn't help but sneer.

Who will be judged?

That fourth-level skeleton "warrior" with Holy Light affinity?

He checked the equipment of several people around him, especially Jason's armor, and was amazed.

"Is it expensive?" Heine asked.

"This armor with at least two primary enchantments probably costs about 50 gold coins. As for the weapons, I found a total of ten with light judgment power. Each one costs 10 gold coins."

Heine couldn't help but wonder: "What are the origins of this group of people and are they so well-equipped?"

"Exquisite?"

Dylan seemed to have heard a big joke. He picked up the sword:

“The material cost of this sword is less than 1 silver coin, and the armor is less than 5 silver coins, and that’s after shipping costs are included.

"Let's put it this way, the total furniture broken by these mercenaries in the lobby on the first floor may exceed 200 gold coins.

"Do you still think they are well-equipped?"

Heine couldn't help but frown: "But there are still enchantments..."

"This is the fundamental reason why I say it's not sophisticated."

Dylan mocked:

“All minor enchantments are mass-produced garbage, and primary enchantments are just a little better than garbage.

"It's ridiculous that this is all we can buy, and we have to pay a lot of money for it."

Heine could hear strong resentment and a sense of brokenness in his tone.

"Why?" he couldn't help asking.

"I was like this back then..."

"? Why are you waiting here for me??"

Dylan was stunned for a moment, then smiled strangely.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it this time, really. But I did ask the same question back then. My father didn't know the details. He only told me that it's much cheaper to buy magic equipment from elves. Even if they hate us, they will mention it. It’s twice the price, but it’s still very cheap.”

Heine was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered two things one after another.

Jianglu's "reborn" dagger was bid by Lion King Trading Company for a starting price of 10 gold coins.

That is the weapon of a fifth-level rogue...

The flaming sword he got from the elf captives only sold for 1 gold and 50 silver.

Looking at it this way, the price difference between the elven equipment and the magic equipment in the Silver Market is directly a few digits...

He quickly told Dylan these two things, but——

"Are you asking me?"

Dylan looked at him with caring eyes.

As if to say, "I've already answered you."

Okay, just pretend I didn’t ask.

Heine pointed at Jason on the ground: