deceased

Mundra and Rhodes were arranged in two opposite bedrooms in this villa specially used to receive Necromancers.As soon as they moved in, there were six neighbors, and the whole corridor could smell the pungent smell of the medicine.

Not long after Rhodes entered the room, he ran to Mundra's room and complained, "What kind of strange potion is this? Why does it smell so strong?"

Mundra was cleaning his various vials.The battle with the God of Light consumed most of his witch corpses and undead knights, so he could only wipe the bottle for fun. "Well, use distillation to make the potion purer."

Rhodes said: "Why should it be more pure? The original purity can already keep fresh."

Mundella tilted his head and thought for a while: "Maybe he wants the color to be a little stronger?"

"..." Seeing that he was so proficient at wiping, Rhodes couldn't help itching his hands, took out a witch corpse, and then fetched a basin of water to help him wipe his body.

"His wound festered," Mundella said.

Rhodes sighed: "There is no way, it died before I was alive."

Mundra stared at the witch corpse for a while, then suddenly stood up and said, "Shall we go to the witch corpse?"

Rhodes looked at him in surprise, "Where can I find it?"

Mundra said: "Magic Guild?"

……

That's an astonishing proposition.

Rhodes asked dryly: "Do you have permission from the empire?"

Mundra asked in confusion: "Why do you need the permission of the empire?"

……

Yeah, why the imperial permission?

Rhodes was questioned.Having been a court magician for too long, he has become less and less used to thinking like a necromancer.For necromancers, mages and knights are materials that can move around. As long as they like it, they can be killed and moved back home.But old Mundra seldom did this, because he always liked to rob other necromancers who had taken care of them carefully.

"Did you succeed?" When Mundra made a fuss at the Royal Academy of Magic, Rhodes was safely holding the golden job of the court magician as Soso's earth magician mentor, and he participated in the battle by the way, so it is very clear The result of this battle.

Mundra shook his head.Before Old Mundra passed away, he left a lot of witch corpses and undead knights for him, so he didn't like ordinary witch corpses and undead knights at all, but it was hard for him to fall in love... Except for Hayden, everyone else Never touched it.

Maybe he should go home.In the cellar are frozen many witch corpses and undead knights left by the teacher.Mundra thought carefully.

Seeing Mundra's depressed expression, Rhodes encouraged him, "Actually, you can try the old Mundra's way."

Mundra looked at him, then slowly shifted his gaze to the witch corpse beside him.

……

"I didn't mean mine!" Rhodes roared angrily!

Mundra closed his eyes.

Rhodes: "..."

The business of hosting necromancers has not been as good as initially predicted.Most of the necromancers seem to be not interested in the conditions offered by the empire, but this also avoids the possibility that the number of necromancers who defected to the empire will make the God of Light and other countries fearful.

There was only one person in the huge office, and Keane could only sit and read a book because Ciro thought that too much manpower should not be wasted on the reception.But his mind was not on the book at all, but he pricked up his ears to listen to the movement outside.

After an unknown amount of time, the footsteps he was expecting finally sounded.

Keane looked up from the book, looked at the blond young man who walked in with a gust of cold wind, stood up with a smile, and said, "I thought nothing would make you leave the one-meter radius of the Marshal's Mansion this month."

Hayden took off his hat and threw it on the table, sat down carelessly and said, "If you don't come to harass me."

Keane said: "It seems that I have provided a piece of news that the Marshal is not interested at all. I am willing to take it back."

"Well, I pretend I haven't heard of it. So I don't owe you any favors." Hayden stood up and put the hat on his head again, "It's rare to come here, why don't you show me around?"

Keane said: "The most beautiful thing here is the garden."

Hayden raised his eyebrows and said, "Then take me to a less beautiful place."

Keane couldn't help laughing, "Yes."

As he approached the floor, Keane noticed Hayden's expression, but he was surprised when he saw his calm face, as if he was oblivious to the smell of the potion coming from the corridor.Before he came under Ciro's flag, he and Hayden belonged to two camps. Although they didn't have much friendship, they knew each other no less than friends, so he knew very well that Hayden was a person who was very sensitive to smells.Just like when Hayden came in, he smelled the faint scent of orchids.

Mundra and Rhodes lived in the two rooms on the bottom floor, which were also the two largest of all the rooms.

Keane stopped when he reached the door, and said wittily, "I remembered that I still have something to do, and the rest of the way will have to be done by the Marshal himself."

Hayden smiled and said, "Thank you for your hospitality."

The two looked at each other and smiled, tacitly.

After Keane left, the smile on Hayden's face narrowed slightly.He raised his hand to adjust the hat, and couldn't help but take it off and grab it in his hand.After so many years of being in love, this is the first time he feels that he has become clumsy.

The door opened without warning, and before Hayden could make a sound, it slammed shut again.

The whole corridor seemed to shake.

Although the door didn't hit Hayden's nose, he still felt a little pain in his nose and buzzing in his ears.Thinking about that face that was peeking through the crack of the door just now...it didn't seem to be Mundra.

He frowned, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Inside the door, Rhodes circled around Mundra, "What to do! He's here!"

Mundra was happily brushing the new witch corpse, when he heard the words, he asked blankly, "Who?"

"Hayden!" Rhodes gritted his teeth as he thought of his ears, and then added, "Your guardian knight."

Mundella paused for a while while brushing the witch corpse, and frowned slightly.

Rhodes was thinking about something when he heard a knock on the door.He immediately flew to the other exit of the room - the terrace.

Mundra said: "This is the fourth floor, you will die if you jump off."

Rhodes said: "I just want to see if I can jump from here to the next door." As he said, he had already summoned an undead knight.

Mundra said, "Have you asked the neighbor's opinion?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a gloomy female necromancer coming out from the next door.Her pupils are dark green, like the color of a witch corpse that has been sprayed with potion.Rhodes silently took back the undead knight.He found that he might no longer be considered a qualified necromancer, at least in terms of aesthetics.

The door was knocked lightly twice again.

The people outside the door are very patient.

Mundra stood up slowly, put away the witch corpse, and took out the dark blue dress.

Rhodes rushed back from the terrace, opened the wardrobe door and hid in. Before going in, he emphasized very deliberately, "Just pretend I don't exist!"

Mundra finally put the clothes back and opened the door.

Hayden put his hat back on.Because he had a premonition that this reunion might be a little awkward between them, and the hat would allow him to do an action that delays embarrassment—take off the hat.

He did so.

"Won't you invite me in for a sit down?" Hayden smiled. Although he had already taken several steps inward, he had to take it step by step on the surface.

Mundra tilted his head thinking, as if trying to make a decision.

Hayden took the opportunity to look at him greedily, as if he wanted to make up for the stares during the parting period.Mundra, who was wearing necromancer robes, looked thinner than when she was wearing women's clothing. The large mage robes seemed to be hanging on a thin hanger. His face was surprisingly pale, and his eyes were dark and amazingly bright. .

Fortunately, he was safe and sound.

The boulder hanging in his heart that made him unable to breathe finally slowly fell down.

"I think," Mundella straightened his head, finally made a decision, and said slowly, "We don't want to meet for the time being."

Hayden was engrossed in watching it, but he didn't realize it for a while, and blurted out: "What?"

Mundella looked up and repeated word by word: "We don't want to meet for the time being."

Hayden held the hat in his hand, and suddenly couldn't say anything.