deceased

Frank stared nervously at the bald container, and asked in a low voice, "When will he be back?"

Rhodes said: "Maybe we should set up a tent here and build a fire and wait slowly?"

Mondella nodded, "Okay."

Frank worried, "Will it be long?"

Mundra said: "The teacher is old and has slow hands and feet."

—You don’t have to provoke me in this way.Sometimes I really wonder if you are my student!

Old Mundra was indignant that his elbow was always not turning towards him.

Mundella said: "From my name, it should be."

They literally started camping in place.

After Hayden set up the tent, he saw the magician boiling water with a fire magician, and the two knights took out dry food and distributed them one by one.

Rhodes took the dry food and immediately got into the tent that had been set up.

Polly shouted: "Hey, Mr. Dro, there is sleeping, if you want to solve the problem, you should go to a place farther away."

Mundella said, "He's going to sleep."

Polly asked puzzled, "Now?"

Mundella said: "He's not too young."

After a while, Rhodes got out again, the dry food in his hand was gone, the wide cloak still covered most of his head, only a little chin could be seen, but the dry food on his chest betrayed him What he did in the tent just now.

Polly said, "Mr. Delo doesn't want to have dinner with us?"

Rhodes said in a rough voice: "There is no such thing."

Mundra said: "Maybe he is afraid that you will steal his food."

Polly: "..."

Henry silently handed another piece of dry food to Rhodes.

Rhodes broke into several pieces, lowered his head and silently stuffed them into his mouth. This is the eating method he just researched in the tent.

Polly turned to look at the magician, then he was speechless, "Your flame..."

The magician was also very depressed.He rested his cheek on one hand and looked at the small flame in his palm, which was only a little bigger than the nail cover, and said helplessly, "There are very few fire elements here."

Henry produced a box of matches. "Maybe we should use this."

The magician who was accustomed to using magic to solve problems took a long while to study the match before he finally figured out how to use it. During this period, he kept rejecting the suggestions of Polly and Henry who wanted to provide guidance.As a fire mage, he considered it an insult to his knowledge to be instructed in the use of fire-related items.

With the help of matches, the water finally boiled.

They formed a circle, each holding a cup and drinking in small sips.

Seeing Mundella take out a small notebook, Hayden asked curiously, "What is this?"

Mundra said: "The problem I encountered in undead magic."

Rhodes poked his head over, "Maybe I can help you out."

Mundra said: "It has nothing to do with earth magic."

Rhodes: "..."

The magician looked over immediately, "That friend of mine is an earth magician."

Rhodes laughed twice, and quickly retracted his head.

—What problem?Let me see.

The old Mundra voice appeared in Mundra's head.

Mundra spread out the book and put it on the ground.

The book runs automatically without wind.

—It's worth it.

For Mundella Sr., that was already a compliment.After he finished speaking, he began to explain some questions slowly, and he didn't have a direct answer to some of the questions, and could only provide methods that could be experimented with.

——It seems that you have been insisting on studying undead magic.

Old Mundra's tone was obviously relieved, but he didn't want to make Mundra too proud, so he changed his words quickly.

——But the handwriting on the notebook is not recent. You have too many distractions now, which will affect your achievements.

Rhodes disagreed with his statement, "Life does not only need one kind of achievement. Apart from career, family is also very important."

Hayden pricked up his ears.He knew that Old Mundra was Mundella's teacher. The problem was that they hadn't had a chance to communicate directly so far, so he paid special attention to what Old Mundra thought of him.

——You can achieve nothing because you are too greedy.

Old Mundra criticized unceremoniously.

Rhode retorted angrily as if his tail had been stepped on: "Achievement? What is an achievement? Isn't becoming a court magician more accomplished than a necromancer who is worried and hiding all day long?"

—Then why do you hide your face with your cloak?

Old Mundra's words stepped heavily on Rhodes' wound.

He was speechless.

——Compared to becoming the emperor's thug, a free and unfettered necromancer is simply noble and holy!

Old Mundra said in a proud tone.

Rhodes bowed his head.He had a thousand reasons to refute old Mundella's words, but one fact wiped them all out—that was his current situation.

He has never regretted becoming a court magician. He recalled the scenery at that time to this day. The only regret is that he did not choose the right path in terms of position.It would have been nice if Mundra had known Hayden at that time, maybe he would have stood by Ciro's side based on the friendship between Mundra and Hayden.Of course, these were all his wild thoughts when he was extremely poor and bored.

There is no distinction between day and night in the world of the undead, but Hayden and his biological clocks do, so after nine o'clock in the Dreamland, the mages and knights fell asleep one after another.

Hayden sat with his arms around Mundra for a while longer, and seeing his eyelids drooping, he asked, "Do you want to go back to sleep in the tent?"

Mundra looked up blankly.

Hayden picked him up, turned around and walked into the tent.

The tents are military tents that can sleep four people.

Hayden put Mundra on the mat, then pulled out a blanket to cover him and himself.

Mundra nestled subconsciously into his arms.

Hayden was a little emotional.

The tent isolated a private space that only belonged to two people, and the one in his arms was his beloved lover... His hand touched Mundra's back restlessly, and then slowly moved down.

—Stupid, don't you feel anything?

Old Mundra popped out of Mundra's head suddenly.

Mundella forced his eyes open to meet Hayden's bowed head.

Hayden kissed him all the way from the eyes, then stayed near the lips.

——Have you really handed yourself over to this pervert?

Old Mundra was very dissatisfied with Hayden's behavior of being indifferent.

Mundra frowned.

Hayden stopped and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Mundra raised her hand, wrapped it around his neck, and kissed him harder.

Old Mundella was obviously too angry to say anything.

Spring is getting stronger and stronger in the tent.

Hayden originally just wanted to kiss him to enjoy himself, but Mundra's active catering made a few small fires gradually spread into a raging fire.He lay all over Mundra's body, sucking his lips vigorously, his hands penetrated into his clothes little by little, stroking his delicate skin.

--All right!

Suddenly old Mundra yelled.

Mundella's blurred eyes suddenly became clear.

Rhodes shouted from outside, "Okay, you can go back!"

Followed by the sound of footsteps coming out of the tent, Frank asked eagerly, "Really?"

Hayden took a deep breath, looked down at Mundra with flushed cheeks, kissed his lips, then sat up and helped Mundra tidy his clothes.

Frank happened to rush in, "Mr. Delo has agreed."

Mundra regained his composure, stood up and said, "Okay."

Frank looked at Hayden who was still sitting on the ground with his back turned to him, and asked doubtfully, "Marshal?"

Hayden coughed dryly and said, "I'll be right out."

Otis was repacked into the container, and this time Mundra and Rhodes clearly felt his mental fluctuations, powerful and abundant mental power.

Frank put his hands on the shoulder of the container, hesitated for a long time, and said, "Do you still recognize me?"

Rhodes said: "This opening statement sounds really terrible!"

Mundra asked, "Why didn't Odis answer?"

Frank slid down with his hands lost.

——You are getting more and more stupid.How long has he been an undead, do you think everyone is a genius like me?

Old Mundella seemed to be still brooding about what happened just now, and his tone was quite unfriendly.

Mundella said: "So, he is conscious?"

——You should learn to judge for yourself!

Seeing Mundella staring at him, Frank leaned against the container involuntarily, "Uh, what's the problem?"

Mundra said, "You try to kiss him."

Frank blushed, "Didn't you say that his consciousness has recovered?"

Mundra said: "Theoretically yes, but I want to practice it to see if his mental power will fluctuate when you kiss him."

Frank said: "Do you have to do this?"

Mundella said: "Just like last time."

Frank's face turned redder.He put one hand on the container's shoulder, glanced at the container secretly, imagining that Otis behind the container might be looking at him, and listening to their conversation, his heart suddenly jumped up and down.

He took a deep breath and was about to lean over when he heard Mundra say, "No need."

Frank's lips stopped halfway, and he looked at Mundra awkwardly, as if waiting for his explanation.

Mundra said: "I feel it, his strong mental power fluctuations."

Frank blushed almost to the brim.

——Can’t you find a secluded place when you are in heat?

Old Mundra couldn't take it anymore.

Mundra retorted lightly: "It was very quiet in the tent just now."

Hayden was startled, and suddenly realized something, his face slightly embarrassed.For Mundra, the old Mundra should be regarded as his parent, and in front of the other party's parents...

But since old Mundra didn't stop them, it means he agrees with them, right?

He pushed the idea to the bright side with great optimism.

Rhodes suddenly said: "We still have a container, do you want to go with us?"

—Where are you going?

Rhodes said: "Dream Continent."

——If I wanted to go to Dreamland, I wouldn’t have committed suicide in the first place.

said old Mundra.

Rhodes was silent.Up to now, he still can't fully understand the motive of old Mundra's suicide in order to study undead magic. Maybe this is the real reason why he can't become a qualified necromancer, because he is not crazy enough.

—You take out the other container.

Old Mundra said suddenly.

Mundra took it out cooperatively.

——Bring one more undead back, which can be adjusted and used when making a lich.

said old Mundra.

--etc!I want this container.

Made's voice suddenly came out.