Magic Underachiever

The night gradually deepens, and when the temperature drops, the dead air gradually rises, shrouding the desert in a layer of mist, and the originally bright full moon also becomes hazy.

The bonfire dispersed the gathering death atmosphere, and the mercenaries gathered around to eat and chat in low voices about which tavern there were more dancers coming to.

Sir Charles was still so taciturn. He carefully took out the film from the camera and kept it in a closed iron box. Then he spread out the map, picked up his notes, and made a more detailed analysis of the area explored during the day. Finding an ancient ruin is an achievement that can attract the world's attention, but the process is boring day after day.

As an excellent explorer, you must have enough patience and the ability to withstand stress... because efforts may not always be rewarded. In fact, most expeditions to ancient ruins end in failure. .

Jessica looked around the camp.

The conversation with Stilwell during the day made her a little more wary. Although she did not think that Stilwell would do anything to violate the contract between herself and Sir Charles without evidence, but as an assistant to a successful explorer, she knew that under any circumstances... caution is definitely not unnecessary. .

And there seemed to be a lot of undead wandering outside the camp. This is Jessica's first time using the secret medicine in the wild. Even though the secret medicine's effect on the undead did not fail in the experiment, the wild environment is different from the laboratory environment, and she does not know if there is an upper limit to the effect of the secret medicine on expelling the undead. .

And Stilwell. As usual when setting up camp, he directed the mercenaries to set up the camp. It seemed that the conversation during the day was just an ordinary chat, but Jessica always felt that there was a deathly aura surrounding Stilwell...

It was probably because I had caught a little bit of the dead air from outside during my inspection just now. As long as I roasted it by the fire and sprayed it with some holy water, it would be fine.

Seeing that Stilwell had no intention of provoking her, Jessica got some food and went to Sir Charles. She applied water magic to her skin to apply a layer of water film to treat the effects of sun exposure during the day. of harm. At the same time, he told Jazz that Stilwell was looking for him during the day, and then asked: "If you enter the Desert of Death and are not attacked by the undead, anyone will be suspicious... If you continue to walk, Stilwell's suspicion will only become more and more serious.

Sir, what should I do?

Should we let some undead in tomorrow? "

Sir Charles closed his notes and said to Jessica: "Our secret medicine can prevent the undead from approaching us. But without using the secret medicine, we have no way to choose which undead to let close.

As an excellent explorer, the first thing you should do is protect yourself, and don’t let risks that can be avoided happen.

Don't worry!

I didn't just choose to hire Stilwell and his mercenary group. Stilwell is a very trustworthy man...he won't catch us as necromancers based on mere guesswork, and he can't afford to make mistakes in judgment.

I'm also going to have a talk with Stilwell after this adventure is over...we're going into the Desert of Death several more times, and he's not going to mess up this big deal.

Jessica, let me remind you... do not reveal the formula of the secret medicine under any circumstances. Your blood cannot satisfy the greed of some people. If someone asks for it by force, give them these secret medicines and say that we found them in some ancient ruins. "

"I understand, Jazz..." As a 20-year-old magister, Jessica certainly knows the value of the secret medicine refined from her own blood, especially to those shady necromancers. Thinking of the undead she had just seen during her inspection, Jessica said to Sir Charles: "There are more undead around the camp tonight than in the past few days. I also saw some large undead and floating ghosts... Will the secret medicine work?" It will fail..."

Sir Charles looked at Jessica with admiration in his eyes: "Jessica... the secret medicine refined with your blood does not exorcise the undead... but deters them!

These two effects look the same, but are essentially different. "

Jessica pouted her lips: "Sir... do you really believe that I am a descendant of some great ancient hero? What if my physique is just a little special, and there happens to be a substance in my blood that can interfere with the undead?

You also said that the effects of exorcism and deterrence seem to be the same. Are you sure...the undead are deterred from approaching? "

Sir Charles nodded and said: "I am sure... very sure! I will definitely reveal the secret of your bloodline."

"Okay... you are the boss, I listen to you..." Jessica has become accustomed to Charles's answer. Although she doesn't think she can be related to a certain superhero in the ancient magic era, this is Charles' persistence. , as the "daughter" raised by Charles, Jessica also likes the current adventurous life very much.

As usual, Jessica no longer argued with Sir Charles on this issue. She helped him put away the map and prepared to spread the tablecloth and have something to eat together.

But at this time... the mercenaries exclaimed: "Captain... the commander was attacked by the undead!"

How is this possible...

Jessica stood up immediately and saw the mercenaries surrounding Stilwell's position. She said to Sir Charles who had already stood up: "Did the secret medicine fail and an undead emerged from the middle of the camp?"

Sir Charles calmly looked at the direction where the mercenaries were gathering and said: "No...if the undead come out of the camp, the battle has already begun.

The effects of the secret medicine are still effective.

Let's go and take a look... Be careful, I think things are very strange. "

Thinking of the conversation he heard during the day, Sir Charles felt that things did not end as he imagined. He picked up his cane and walked towards the place where Stilwell had the accident, while reminding Jessica. Jessica opened the lock on the holster, held the magic wand in her hand, and walked behind the Sir.

Stilwell was the leader of this mercenary group. It was his persistence and leadership that allowed every member to have a good income. The mercenaries respected him very much... Looking at Stilwell lying on the ground motionless, everyone seemed to have lost their souls.

At this time, Stilwell was dead, his skin was shriveled, his eyes were The eyes were sunken, the pupils turned white, and the eyes looked at the night sky sadly, and the body exuded a foul smell.

The originally strong body turned into a mummy, and the clothes were limp on his body...

This is the characteristic of being hit by the magic of the dead. All the mercenaries felt a chill in their backs while they were sad... Encountering a necromancer in the Death Desert is almost a certain death.

A mercenary hugged Stilwell's head and cried, muttering: "Just now the captain was talking to me, saying why we haven't encountered the undead for so many days... But...

He fell down..."