The Dean Has Arrived

Hernocent fell into a tense chaos because of the arrival of the Silver Banner.

However, the Silver Banner captain Jernold who brought about this chaos returned to the deck of the dilapidated ship after bidding farewell to the city lord.

Under normal circumstances, if a ship is damaged to the extent of the Silver Flag, it will definitely start repairing it immediately when it returns to the dock. God knows if the repair is late, this thing will just sit on the bottom in the dock. Unless a magician is willing to help, otherwise it will be so big. The mess is inconvenient to clean up.

But now the whole of Hernosn is busy dealing with the ensuing dragon attacks, so naturally there will be no shipwrights to help with repairs.

He got into the cabin with ease, then opened a secret door inside and ducked in.

Behind the secret door is a small room that is not too big. It is filled with a faint smell of decay, blood, and the aroma of red wine that almost covers these two smells.

In the deepest part of the room is a sofa nailed to the floor. At this time, a short figure is sitting on the sofa, holding a goblet in one hand and tasting the fine wine stored in this secret warehouse.

"Master, what you asked for has been completed," the bearded Jernold bowed respectfully to the figure: "Now the whole of Hernosn is in chaos."

At the same time, Jernald's appearance also changed.

The skin that was originally rough due to being bathed in the sea breeze for a long time was gradually replaced by a strange reptile-like epidermis covered with scales. The nails on his hands became as sharp as claws, and his two eyes also lost their human color. Not only did It showed a shining golden color in the darkness, and its pupils turned into crocodile-like vertical pupils. Just looking at it gives people chills in their hearts.

If there is a magician who specializes in studying dragons here, it will be easy to find that the aura of this man with a beard is changing from a human to a monster mixed with the mottled dragon aura.

They are not those dragon descendants who have inherited the blood of dragons, but more like creatures who tried to steal the power of the dragons but failed and were backlashed or cursed by the dragons.

For example, the legendary dragon corpse ghost and dragon blood lich.

"But, I don't quite understand... We can obviously achieve greater results by using those corpse dragons to attack Hernocent, so why do we need to inform the city lord of their existence in advance?"

"As a servant, don't question my decision casually." The figure said solemnly.

However, his voice was different from the solemn feeling in his words, with a bit of the childishness of a minor.

"I overstepped my bounds."

Jernold immediately fell to the ground and said in panic.

"The corpse dragon group is too large as a target, and it is impossible to hide it from the magicians stationed in Hernocent." Regarding Jernod's attitude, the figure nodded with great satisfaction, and then continued: "Arrived. You will still be alerted at all times. At that distance, it doesn’t matter if the preparation time is half an hour longer or half an hour shorter.”

After a pause, he glanced at Jernald, who was still lying on the ground. The figure threw the cup aside, letting the valuable goblet fall into pieces. Without even bothering to move his eyelids, he continued to explain.

"Whether the news of the corpse dragon group comes from us or from the resident mage tower of Qiyao Mage Association, the result will not be much different. The entire Haiernosen army mobilization will definitely plunge the city into chaos, but it will be revealed by us. If so, the time will be earlier than the Mage Tower, do you know what this means?"

"Do we have more time to intercept the people in this city before they escape?"

Jernold thought for a while and finally answered uncertainly.

"Only the first half is true. We will have more time to do what we want to do."

The figure slowly said: "For example, find the user of the 'soul tool' in this city."

"How can you be sure that there are spirit tools in this city?"

Jernold also asked immediately.

He just finished speaking. The head was picked off by a big red hand that appeared out of nowhere.

The body that had lost its head was unsteady and fell directly to the ground.

The strange thing is that the head has been removed. But Jernald found that he was still alive, not only his head, but also the body that fell to the ground...

"I've said it before, please don't question my decision...but in order to make you understand better, I will do it to you again."

As he spoke, the room seemed to be lit up. It suddenly lit up.

It can be seen that the real appearance of the figure is just a man wearing a sailor uniform. It's too early to say it's a man, it's too early to say it's a child. The other person would be considered a high school student who had just entered school on Earth, and there would only be so much time before the Minors Protection Act expired.

The key is. At his feet stood a box filled with all kinds of strange things.

Most people would never imagine that the things in that ordinary-looking box are all soul tools that every country on the continent wants to have!

The boy took out a large book with a thick hard black cover from the box, and just opened it casually without looking at the page numbers.

The pages of the book are completely white, with no words at all.

The boy casually snapped his fingers, and another big red hand appeared out of thin air, but this hand held a long knife like a watermelon knife.

Before Jernald could say anything, the hand holding the long knife had already cut his body in half, which was struggling like a dying fish on the ground, and dark red blood gurgled out from the cut.

The boy pointed casually, and the big red hand dropped the knife in his hand, picked up the dark red blood with a fishy smell, and sprinkled it on the page.

"Nightmare Blood Encyclopedia, tell me where the nearest soul tool is!"

The next moment, the blood that was supposed to contaminate the page did not spread on the page. Instead, it squirmed and spread like a living thing, forming a full text, describing in detail the soul that was currently closest to him. The address where the holder of the tool is located is the city lord's palace in Haiernosen.

"This soul tool can answer all my questions, but depending on the complexity of the question, more and more blood will be required as a sacrifice. At least now, I can't ask who the maker of the soul tool is. Wherever you are."

After the boy finished speaking, he shook the book in his hand and threw the blood on it to the ground. Then he threw the book back into the box behind him, with a sick smile on his face: "'A magic book that can answer any question. ', 'A spear that can and can only kill dragons', 'A gemstone dagger that combines the undead and living beings'... Soul tools are so wonderful. No matter what, I will use these extraordinary powers. I can only receive the things in my own hands.” (To be continued)