deceased

Gregory stretched out his hands and took Mundra solemnly.From his careful movements, it can be seen that he cherishes the person in his arms.

Seeing him look down at Mundella, Hayden explained, "Miss Monica seems not used to the wine in the palace."

"Thank you." Gregory nodded at him, and turned back to the carriage.

The carriage with the family crest of the Danya family left slowly, and the carriage with the family crest of the purple tulip came slowly.The coachman got out of the car respectfully, opened the door, and saw Hayden waving his hands and walking back, "The dance has just begun."

The wheels of the carriage rumbled in the dark street.

Gregory hugged Mundra, and his fingers slowly slid down his neck, waist, hands... and finally his arms.When he touched the armband, his fingers visibly paused, and then he slowly traced its outline with his fingertips.

A magician who was imprisoned by the breath of the undead.

A teenage wizard who appears with Mundra.

A necromancer posing as Monica.

What is his purpose?

Gregory raised his head slowly, thinking quietly.Besides, why did Mundra and him stop at the last minute when they had a chance to kill him?He certainly wouldn't think that their conscience saved him at the last moment.A necromancer's conscience is like the hair on a bald man's head, even if it exists, it's hard to find.And according to what Hayden said, not only did they not kill him, but they also took the initiative to mention his existence and asked Hayden to save him at a critical moment.

This is so anomalous.

If Mundra hadn't hit him on the head with the skull before, he probably thought they were trying to please him, trying to buy him with favors, but obviously not.Perhaps, this is the mystery of the Necromancer.

Confused thinking and behavior.

Mundra's hand suddenly pressed down on his chest.

Gregory didn't move.He was also curious about what this little necromancer wanted to do.

Mundra's hand ran all the way along his chest, up to his arm, and then all the way down, and finally grabbed his hand and stroked it gently.

Gregory: "..."

I don't know how long I touched it, so Gregory wanted to shrink back impatiently for a long time, and Mundra suddenly took out a green brush from the space bag.The reason why it looks green in such a dim environment is entirely because this green is glowing, just like phosphorescence.

Mundella took the brush and wanted to wipe Gregory's hands.

Gregory quickly withdrew his hand, grabbed the brush with his other hand, and held it in front of him to study.There was a foul smell on the brush, a bit pungent and a bit like a rotting corpse.He frowned, found a bag from the space bag, threw it in, and put it back into the space bag.

Mundra paused for a while, then took out a bottle of potion from the interspatial bag.

This time it was red, a bit like wine, with a hint of sparkle.

Gregory watched his next move curiously.For most people, the world of necromancers is a mysterious country that is difficult for outsiders to pry into. Now that there is such a good opportunity for him to see this country, he certainly will not miss it.

Mundra shook the bottle, then put it back in the space bag.

"..." Gregory regretted that he didn't grab it in time just now.He waited quietly for Mundra's next display, and made up his mind that he would never let it slip through his fingers this time.But Mundra seemed to have really fallen asleep, and he didn't move until the carriage returned to Danya's house.

Gregory got off the carriage with Mundra in his arms, and Mrs. Lillian was already waiting at the door. Seeing him get off with him, she hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

Gregory smiled and said, "Don't worry. He just drank some wine."

When they approached, Mrs. Lillian smelled the faint smell of alcohol on Mundella's body, and frowned, "My God, how much did he drink?"

Gregory said: "Judging by the concentration of the smell, it shouldn't be much." He carried him all the way upstairs.

Mrs. Lilian followed him with her skirt up her skirt, her mouth never idle, "What is your grandfather looking for you today? Is it related to the selection of heirs? You have to tell me carefully."

Gregory stopped in front of the guest room.

Mrs. Lillian opened the door and continued: "I looked for you before, but they said you went out, so you went to the prom. Eh? Could it be that he really sneaked into the prom?"

Gregory knelt on the bed with one knee, gently put him down, and then pulled the quilt to cover him.

Mrs. Lilian was very uncomfortable watching from the side, "If anyone sees this scene, they will definitely not doubt the relationship between you as lovers."

Gregory smiled and said, "It's not very good. We are indeed lovers at the moment."

"But he's a man." Madam Lilian realized that her voice was a little louder, and lowered her voice, "and he's a thief, we don't know what he wants. If he lays his hands on our house, it will definitely drag you down , making your grandfather doubt your ability."

Gregory said: "Don't worry. I have my use in keeping him, but I can't say it yet."

Mrs. Lilian dissatisfied: "Can't you even tell me?"

Gregory left the bed, hugged her, and gently kissed her on the cheek, "Trust me, mother. He has this value."

Mrs. Lilian sighed: "Of course I believe in you. Since I was a child, you have never made me worry about it. Since your father passed away, you have always played the role of the head of this family. I don't believe you still Who can you trust?"

Seeing her sad face, Gregory knew that if she didn't interrupt her in time, she would enter the sad time of reminiscing about the past, so he quickly said, "Don't you want to know what grandpa told me to do?"

Sure enough, this sentence successfully aroused Mrs. Lillian's interest.She hurriedly asked: "Ah, yes, what are you doing?"

Gregory said: "Grandpa tested me and wanted to know if I really lost my memory."

Mrs. Lillian was worried, "So, did he find out? You know, his eyes are more vicious than the eagles in the sky. When your father took me to meet him for the first time, he saw right away that I was pregnant. you."

Gregory laughed and said, "Don't worry. From the moment I entered his line of sight, I have already forgotten everything."

Mrs. Lillian doubted: "He really wasn't suspicious at all?"

Gregory said, "At least for now, yes."

Mrs. Lillian said: "What is so far?"

Gregory said, "He wants to see Monica tomorrow."

"My God!" Mrs. Lillian almost fainted, "You mean, you are going to bring this liar to see him tomorrow? Even if I have confidence in you, I don't know where this little liar came from. No confidence at all. I can't even imagine what it would be like to be found out... Oh, my God! Gerry, I think we'd better get rid of him as soon as possible."

Gregory comforted her and said, "Mother, have you forgotten? I have already lost my memory. Even if he made a mistake, it can only mean that I was deceived by my memory loss. It has no effect on me at all."

After hearing this, Mrs. Lilian was relieved, "That's true. Well, but I always feel that he is very dangerous and will bring disaster. By the way, did he sneak into the ball today? That's the palace. How did you do it?"

Gregory said, "Marshal Hayden brought him in."

"Ah? Marshal Hayden!" Mrs. Lillian bit her lower lip and said, "This is too complicated and disturbing. Oh, there is one more thing I must tell you about Otis. You remember the Richard family Is it Frank? The one who used to be with Otis a lot, and then fell out. He has gotten very close to your grandpa recently, and he often visits Otis. I always feel that there is something unusual between them. This is not very good. "

Isn't that unusual a long time ago?Gregory smiled silently, "Yes. But isn't all of this based on the fact that Otis can wake up?"