My cemetery is connected to the game world

Dorotea didn't act too eagerly on the matter of the Soul Eaters. Anyway, with Bone Broken here, it would definitely develop in a good direction.

"Don't Laem want to read a book? Send it to him quickly."

"Yes, Lord Marquis."

Helot held the book and led Breshni and five third-level vampire guards out of the hall.

Coming to the dungeon again, dampness and rancid smell hit our face.

In the darkness, various strange sounds came from each prison. There are resentful murmurs; there is the knocking and rubbing of bones; there are angry roars; and there is laughter that numbs the eardrums.

Helot did not rush to find Laem, but stopped for a moment outside each prison he passed to observe what was locked inside.

The vampire guards are very responsible. Whenever Helot stops, they will automatically stand in a defensive formation to protect their new master within the circle. Their hands were always on the hilts of the swords at their waists, their eyes were looking around vigilantly, ready to go into battle at any time.

Bressini stayed closely by Helot's side. While performing her duties, she also kept looking at her new master from behind.

He was confused as to why the Lord of Dorothea gave himself to such a weak human being.

"Braceny!"

A call made Bresini quickly recover her divergent thoughts, salute to Herot and ask: "Master, do you have any orders?"

Herot asked: "The Marquis said you were a newly born vampire. What were you before?"

Bresini replied: "I used to be a blood slave, providing blood for vampires to eat. After discovering my potential, I accepted the first embrace of Marquis Dorothea and became a vampire."

After looking at the walking corpses in a prison, Herot turned and walked forward. Breshni and the vampire guards lined up to follow. The sound of steel boots on the stone slabs echoed in the quiet dungeon.

"It turns out that vampires are born like this! There are so many vampires in Scorched Earth City, so there should be a lot of blood slaves to raise, right?"

Bresini followed Helot step by step and answered at the same time: "There are many. Blood slaves live in the living area in the west of Scorched Earth City. They can exchange for daily necessities by donating a certain amount of blood tax every week, but only It can guarantee that you will not starve to death. If you can make money with some skills, it can still improve the quality of life."

"What do blood slaves eat?"

There is no real daytime in the Land of Death. Although the moon that always hangs in the sky can provide illumination, it obviously cannot provide enough energy for photosynthesis of plants.

Helot was very curious about how to solve the problem of feeding as there were so many blood slaves in Scorched Earth.

Bresini continued to answer: "Bread mushrooms can be cultivated in moist underground caves, which are the staple food of the creatures living in the land of death. There are also some creatures that smuggle food and other things from other planes through space cracks, but this kind of Dangerous behavior is always within the undead’s reach.”

"Why?"

"Because the undead don't like things with the breath of life, and some creatures with evil intentions are doing harm to the undead through smuggling."

"Like the Azure Society?"

"Yes, including the Azure Society. They attract creatures who believe in death to join their illegal activities by smuggling contraband."

"Do you think the Azure Society did the right thing?"

The sudden sharp question made Bresini not sure how to answer it. After thinking about it for a while, she had to say: "I don't know."

Helot seemed to be satisfied with Bresini's answer. He said: "This is a good sociological topic. Maybe some of my knowledge can be used."

Bressini asked with confusion: "What is sociology?"

"It's a very boring subject." Helot did not explain in detail because he had already arrived at the door of the prison where Laem was held.

Taking out the token and opening the door of the prison, Herot asked Breshni to wait outside with the vampire guards, and he walked in alone holding a book, paper and pen.

Helot respected those who dared to sacrifice their lives for their ideals. He came to Laem's side and whispered: "I brought the book you asked for, as well as the paper and pen you need."

"let it go!"

There were no chairs in the prison, so instead of placing the book on the floor, Herot sent a vampire guard to find it.

When the chair was moved, he put the things in his hands on the table, and then helped Laem sit down on the chair.

Laem said: "You don't need to deliberately please me. No matter who is behind you, I will never surrender to Dorothea."

Helot said with a smile: "I am not deliberately trying to please you. I just always keep in mind what my teacher said, 'In the face of knowledge, you must have a heart of awe.'"

Laem turned to look at Helot, his sharp eyes softened a lot, and he asked: "Your teacher must be a famous wise man. Can I know his name?"

"His name is Ludelaine. He's not famous. He was my first math teacher."

Laem thought for a while, and really didn't remember any wise man with this name, so he said: "If I have the chance, I would like to meet him. I like mathematics very much, and it always brings me a lot of inspiration in magic. "

"I think he doesn't like necromancers."

"That's because he doesn't understand death." Raem picked up the logic of death, turned to the first page and read: "Death is never the end of life, it is just the continuation of life in another way. The energy of life At this moment, it transformed into the energy of death and opened the door to the world of the dead..."

With the book in his hand, Laem was immersed in the content. He read it aloud as if no one else was watching. When he had insights, he immediately picked up a pen and recorded it on paper. There was a missionary-like piety in that state, and it felt like he was reading out a classic from a basic book on necromancy.

Seeing Laem's state, Helot was ready to leave. There were still many things waiting for him to do.

But as soon as Helot moved his steps, Laem immediately stopped reciting and said, "Stand next to me, listen carefully, and look carefully. I have something else for you to do."

Helot took back his steps and stood next to Laem: "I will obey your wishes."

Raem nodded, looked back at the book in his hand, and continued reading and writing. He not only read "The Logic of Death", but also read "Introduction to the Soul" and "Basics of Summoning" together.

Helot noticed the notes written by Laem. His records did not feel divided due to the interleaving of the three books, but instead connected the contents very smoothly.

Then Helot realized that he could read Laem's notes very smoothly and understood them clearly.