deceased

Mundella looked at Hayden's expression that suddenly became numb, and turned his body sideways, "Do you want to come in?"

Hayden's gaze slipped from his shoulder to his hand, and when he saw the right hand with one finger missing, his heart ached slightly.He knelt down on one knee, held his hand, and rubbed his thumb gently, "Does it hurt?"

Mundella said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Hayden took out a small box with the length of a palm and the width of two fingers from the space bag, and gently pushed it open with his thumb.

A faint smell of potion diffused from the box.

There is a green little finger inside, the nails have been carefully trimmed, and the potion is applied evenly.

Mundra took it in surprise, "My finger."

Hayden said: "I don't know how to preserve it, I can only use the method you taught me to preserve the corpse."

Mundella grinned and said happily, "That's it."

Hayden said: "Can you connect?"

Mundra said: "Well, you can sew it on with thread." As he said, he turned and went back to the room to sit down, and then took out a box of needles and threads.There were six needles of different thicknesses in the box, Mundella chose the thinnest one, and then passed the flesh-colored thread through the needle hole.

As soon as Hayden entered the room, he felt the breath of another person.Although the other party tried hard to hide his existence, his breathing and heartbeat still betrayed his position.He looked down at Mundra and found that he was about to get a needle. He couldn't help but think of the connection line between his father's head and neck. He was slightly startled, grabbed his hand and said, "Are you going to sew it up like this?"

Mundra compared his hands and handed him his finger, "Hold it for me."

Hayden passively took the finger.

Mundella brought his right hand up, then took the needle with his left hand, and was about to prick it down again.

"Wait." Hayden couldn't help interrupting him again, and asked again in disbelief, "Just sew like this?"

Mundra nodded.

Hayden said, "There's no need to apply some medicine or...can I find a doctor for you?"

"Why?" Mondella asked.

Hayden said, "You don't have one hand."

Mundra thought for a while, took his finger back, and then gave him the needle, "You come."

Hayden: "..."

Mundra comforted: "Don't be afraid."

Hayden: "..." This scene is obviously funny, don't be afraid to be comforted by a teenage boy with a needle.But he couldn't laugh at all, because he found that his hands were really shaking a little.

Mundella took his hand, gently passed the needle through the skin near the wound on the little finger, and then passed her right hand, "Thrust my hand again."

Hayden said: "After sewing it up, will the wound on your finger heal?"

Mundra shook his head and said, "No."

Hayden said, "Then why must it be sewn up?"

Mundra said, "Because it's my finger."

Hayden: "..."

"Ah, wait." Mundella took out another thin strip from the interspatial bag, stuck it into his little finger, and then stuck it into the wound on his right hand.

Hayden's complexion changed.

Mundella just frowned, and said calmly: "It's fixed, it's easy to sew."

……

Hayden finally realized that if he didn't do it again, maybe Mundra would use more ways to toss himself.He held the right hand with the green little finger in his left hand, held the needle in his right hand, and inserted it quietly.

"If it hurts, bite me." Even as he spoke, his eyes were still fixed on his fingers.

Mundra said: "It's okay." Necromancers have a strong ability to endure pain.

Hayden was not a fast sewer.Despite the anxiety in his heart, he still tried to slow himself down and land every stitch where it should be.After finally finishing a round of sewing and removing the stitches, a layer of sweat had already oozed out from his forehead and back.

"Thank you." Mundra looked at his little finger with satisfaction, then took out a large pile of bones and tried to build a few pieces.Although it is still not very flexible and cannot master the balance as before, it is a little better than before.

He is very satisfied.

Hayden looked at the boy in the mage's robe who was having fun playing with bones, feeling dazed for a while.

He knew that Mundra was special to him.How special it is, you can see that he has torn his face with the God of Light for his disregard of the empire's position.However, at that time, Mundella was in danger, and he only wanted to save people, and he had no time and space to think about the future of the two of them.

Now Mundra was rescued, within his reach, but he felt that the distance between the two was farther than in front of the Temple of Light.

Is this necromancer really the one he likes?

He looked at Mundella's side face, and suddenly found that he couldn't give a positive answer immediately.

Snapped.

It took only five floors for the bone tower to collapse.

Hayden said softly: "You are still injured, you should rest well."

Mundra asked suspiciously, "It's resting."

Hayden said, "I mean lying in bed and sleeping."

Mundella looked at him, silently put away his bones and stood up, then climbed onto the bed, lay down straight, and closed his eyes.

Hayden stood at the end of the bed and watched him for a long while, sighed silently, glanced at the closet intentionally or unintentionally, turned and went out.

The instant the door closed, Mundra opened his eyes.

The closet door was quietly opened a crack, and Rhodes watched through the crack for a while before getting out, and said softly, "Going away?"

Mundra sat up, "Let's go."

Rhodes breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked suspiciously: "I seem to have heard you tell him just now, don't meet for a while?"

Mundra nodded.

"Why?" Rhodes wondered, "I can see that he cares about you."

"I want to be stronger," Mundra said.

Rhodes said: "Most people are expecting this."

Mundella said: "But with Hayden, I can't help but rely on him. This is not good."

Seeing him frown slightly in annoyance, Rhodes opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.Mundella's troubles look like the entanglement and ignorance of a young man at the beginning of his love affair. As an elder, he should stand up and enlighten him at this time.But for me, who has lived most of my life and has never had a love affair, this task is obviously too heavy and complicated.

"It's better... go to bed early."

Rhodes can only say so.

Maybe everything will be fine when he wakes up, he hopes so.

Knowing that Mundra was willing to wake up Otis, Murdoch sent someone to deliver a small box of gems that night.Although necromancers' thirst for gems is not as strong as that of elemental magicians, they can use these gems to arm their witch corpses to make them more powerful.So Mundra is still very satisfied with this box of gifts.

Not only that, the visitor also brought an invitation letter signed by Gregory.

"Have you found Gregory?" Shiro heaved a sigh of relief.He doesn't want anything to happen to make the already turbulent empire even more turbulent.

Hayden said: "Yes, but only him."

Ciro was surprised: "I remember you said that there was a magician with him."

Hayden said: "Indeed. But when we found Gregory, there was no trace of anyone around."

Ciro said, "What did Gregory say?"

Hayden said, "He doesn't know."

Ciro frowned and said, "Could it be his head..." Otis hadn't woken up yet, and he didn't want another heir of the Danya family to suffer another accident.The empire is at a time when it is waiting to be rebuilt, and they need their efforts.

"Yes. He lost his memory again." Hayden paused, and said, "In other words, he recovered his memory. I mean, he recovered his original memory, but lost the memory when he lost his memory."

As long as it's not unconscious.

Ciro said: "It sounds really complicated."

Hayden said: "I also hope to simplify it a bit."

"In any case, this is good news." Compared with the heir of the Danya family, a little magician seemed too insignificant.Shiro casually said, continue to search, and brought this matter to a close.

Hayden agreed with a smile, but he had other plans in his heart.