deceased

After Hayden left, Rhodes immediately jumped out of the closet, pointed at Mundra sadly and said, "You actually want to go to the undead world?! Do you listen to my words as a story?"

Mundella thought for a while and said, "Not that interesting."

Rhode looked at him for a while, and asked suspiciously, "Do you really have the key to the undead world?"

Mundra said, "Yeah."

Rhodes said: "Opening the world of the undead is not an easy task! At that time, old Mundra could barely open a gap in the world of the undead. God knows I was almost torn in two when I squeezed in!"

Mundra asked, "Where is the teacher?"

"He didn't."

Mundra looked at his stomach.

Rhode looked down and roared, "That's not the point!"

Mundra said, "I'll take good care of myself."

Rhodes froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to say such a mature sentence suddenly, he was a little moved in his heart, and then he came to his senses and said, "Don't change the topic. I'm talking about the world of the undead. Your teacher and I can only dare Strolling around the entrance, but you are going to find the soul now. Do you know how big the undead world is? There are countless souls there, how do you find it?"

Mundra raised his cheek and said, "Let's think about it later."

Rhodes said: "You can't grow up a little bit, or collect a few more powerful witch corpses."

"If you find a strong enough soul and a suitable corpse, you can create a lich, right?" Mundra's tone was full of longing, and his eyes sparkled.

Rhodes looked at him like this, and suddenly felt that what he said was futile.When old Mundra was going to the undead world, he also had the expression of hell, but at that time, he was so stupid that he was dragged into the beautiful scenery he described.

He thought for a while and said, "If you must go, take me with you. At least I have been there."

Mundra said, "Yeah."

There is no collector for the list that Mundra handed over to Frank, so they don't have to go on the road for the time being.But he got up early anyway, because Hayden rode to pick him up early in the morning to go to the store.

This is the second time Hayden has taken Mundra to the store, the first time when he was shopping for girls' clothes.

Hayden was riding on the horse, holding Mundella in his arms, looking at the scenery on both sides leisurely, and suddenly asked: "Do you still have the clothes I gave you?"

"In?" Mundella pulled it out of the space bag without hesitation.

The corners of Hayden's mouth twitched slightly, thinking of the cute girl with the bow tie back then.

Mundra turned his head and said, "You want me to wear it?"

Hayden patted his head, "It's good that you are like this." Contrary to Mundra's current identity, he sighed silently.

Mundra turned his head, but did not put the clothes into the space bag, "If you want, I can wear it."

"Don't you feel embarrassed?" Hayden thought, if someone asked him to wear a skirt, he would definitely challenge the other party!As a man, he absolutely could not bear such an insult.Of course, Mundra always thought differently.

Mundra said, "It's all clothes."

Hayden was stunned for a moment, feeling that there was something different, but he couldn't refute it.

Fortunately, they soon came to the most prosperous commercial street after the rebuilding of Van Riel.The two got off their horses, and Hayden pulled Mundra into a nearby store.This is a daily necessities store with a wide variety of goods on the shelves.It took Hayden two turns to find the little silver basin in which the brushes were placed.There were three types of brushes, large, medium and small, in the basin. Mundra picked it up and tried it on his palm, then shook his head.

"Is there anything that dissatisfies you?" the shop owner asked standing behind them.

Mundra said: "The hair is too hard."

The master said: "This is the only way to wipe off the dust. Please believe me, it will never scratch any utensils in your house."

Mundra said: "It's not for cleaning utensils."

The master said: "Then what do you want to brush? Maybe I can give you some advice."

Mundella said, "The corpse."

Owner:"……"

Hayden and Mundra were sent out respectfully, and the owner repeatedly assured that they were just a normal daily necessities store, absolutely not collecting any corpses, and had no relationship with any corpse cart.If it weren't for not knowing the names of Hayden and Mundra, the owner almost wanted to write their sign of no entry on the signboard at the door of the store.

Hayden was afraid that Mundra would be disappointed, so he hurriedly said, "We can go to another house to see."

Mundra sighed: "There are no shops for necromancers here." He missed Dans City.

Looking at the slight regret in his eyes, Hayden had the urge to turn all of Van Riel's stores into special necromancer supplies stores to attract him to stay.

Attract him to stay?

He was overwhelmed by his own thoughts.

Hayden is well aware that Mondela treats him differently, and that he has gender-neutral fantasies about him, but keeping him means deciding to tie his future with his own, and from now on shoulders the responsibility. Take the responsibility of two people...

This question has been entangled with him for so long, and it is always difficult for him to make a decision when he is rational, but inadvertently, he feels that the answer seems to already exist in his head, but it has not appeared before.

Mundella walked a few steps, saw that Hayden hadn't followed, and asked suspiciously: "Do you need to take a rest here?"

Hayden came back to his senses, looked at the person standing in the rising sun and looked over calmly, and his heart was suddenly filled with a sudden burst of satisfaction.

He is a necromancer, and this identity will bring him a lot of trouble.

He was a man, which meant he would face the same embarrassing dilemma as Ciro, having to adopt a son from a collateral line of the family.

……

But he is strong.

No matter how powerful the opponent is, he can remain calm.

he is very smart.

Although it is obscured by his indifferent attitude and reticent demeanor.

He is very persistent.

He has his own ideals and pursues them relentlessly.

He is brave.

He is very kind.

……

Hayden found himself able to list his strengths without thinking.It turned out that inadvertently, his every move was seen in his eyes and remembered in his heart.Maybe it's time to reveal the answer?

As a knight, decisiveness is a must-have advantage.

He looked at the figure crawling around in the store shelves, and couldn't help but a gentle and pampering smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Mundra suddenly came over with a brush in hand, "This brush would be fine if the hairs were replaced."

The boss who had been following behind him shouted, "What kind of brush is a brush without hair?"

Mundra said: "The handle feels good."

Hayden took a silver coin from his pocket and handed it to the boss.

The boss smiled and said, "Why don't you look at other brushes, maybe you will find the hair you like." After he finished speaking, he found that Mundra was touching his beard strangely, and couldn't help shivering: "What's wrong? ?"

Mundra looked at him seriously, "Is your beard for sale?"

"..."

Hayden and Mondela were brought out again.

This time the boss was very rude. He kept growling and emphasizing that his beard was inherited from his ancestors. Both his grandfather and father had such beards. If he sold the beard, he would be expelled from the family.

Mundra looked at the door that was slammed shut with regret on his face.It was a really nice beard, brightly colored, smooth and bouncy.

Hayden knocked again.

The boss opened the door, saw them again, and was about to continue roaring, when he saw a bag of gold coins appear in front of his eyes.

……

"I'm not one to be bought," the shaved boss told them, "but my beard is."

So, after shopping around for a long time, Mundra finally bought the raw materials for the brushes he wanted.

Hayden couldn't help being happy when he saw him stroking it fondly.

Mundella raised his head suddenly, held up the things in his hand and asked, "How do I reload the brush?"

"..." Hayden began to recall whether there was a brush-making workshop nearby.

A sudden gust of wind blowing around him interrupted his thoughts.When he turned his head, he saw that his horse was being rushed towards the other side of the street by a teenager.