The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

"There is only one truth, the murderer, and the murderer is you... Roland, the god of death! It is you, the unidentified person who lives, the dead bird who walks around with bad luck and death, the legendary high-end elementary school student of the god of death, the spreader of bad luck with a single account book wherever he goes Just admit it, you murdered her."

"...Heloise, if I really have this ability, you will be the first one to die. I don't care about your joke, but please restrain yourself. Others really believe it. If there is a new one tomorrow Strange rumors spread, and I will let you eat cat food for a month."

The environment at this time is indeed not very suitable for joking. We are in the foreign guest area of ​​Baier Palace, and in a room on the third floor, the palace guards come and go nervously, and on the red oak floor, the old man’s body is already cold .

Akama, the master of prophecy, was lying there, his pupils were closed, but his expression was very stable.

There were no traces of fighting around, and the only fatal wound was his chest.

"Tearing away the heart in one go, is an old hand."

Pulling off the white cloth covering the corpse, he saw the big hole in the chest, but there was not much blood around it, and his hands were extremely clean and neat, so he knew that he was encountering a professional assassin.

No matter how powerful a spellcaster is, it seems completely plausible to be attacked by an assassin in close quarters and killed with one unprepared blow.

But this is not normal at all.

Although it is common sense that a prophet cannot predict himself, but the ability of prediction and investigation is the natural enemy of the assassin. It is inconceivable that a senior transcendent mage like Akama does not have a dozen or twenty prediction spells.

Invisibility detection, hostility perception, thermal scanning, trigger shield, real luck, the alarm sounds loud when you touch it a little bit, it is extremely difficult to hide and get close, even if I am myself, it is impossible to assassinate the master of prophecy.

If it's really me, it's like killing a prophet. It would be easier to choose to directly bring the knife to the door.

In this case, it is possible to lurk behind Akama, the most famous prophet in this world. What a stealth master to be able to kill with one blow without warning.

His fingertips touched the gradually icy skin of the corpse. Dark magic gathers upon it.

I don't have the reasoning ability of a elementary school student of the god of death, but I have some tricks of the god of death. In the magical world, it is not difficult to make the dead speak.

The soul-calling just started, but it encountered resistance directly.

"Holy Water Requiem? I really met a veteran.

"

Those wet spots on the corpse's cheeks should be holy water. If it wasn't for a foolish priest who came to purify the corpse so quickly, it was the assassin who splashed it on the corpse.

I asked the guards around me. No pastor has come yet.

Then this shows two problems. One is that the assassins are experienced and know the little secret that holy water can hinder the summoning of souls. This is a little common sense that most necromancers themselves do not know. The second point is intriguing...

"Assassin, you know that the corpse will call back the soul soon, and you know that a necromancer will come to see the corpse."

There are actually many restrictions on the spiritualism of extracting corpses and souls of the living. Corpses that have been dead for too long have lost their vitality. It is possible to summon skeletons and zombies, but it is impossible to summon the memory of the soul.

Under normal circumstances. The soul will return to reincarnation soon, and after an hour or two, even the soul-calling of the master of the dead is likely to fail. And as long as the spiritualism fails once, it cannot be used again after that.

Evocation is to extract the memory from the soul fragments of the opponent. After one failure, the soul fragments are completely shattered, and naturally it is impossible to summon the soul repeatedly.

Therefore, most of the objects of soul-calling are actually living people. More than 90% of necromancers use this technique to interrogate living people. It has quick results and low consumption. Everyone likes to use it. The side effect is that after the summoning, the living become the dead.

Bayer is the heartland of Southern denominations. Although there is no clear objection or ban on necromancers, due to the existence of a large number of dragons and holy light professionals. It can't be called friendly to necromancers. In this country, there are not many necromancers.

And the assassin had already been confirmed, and the necromancer would come to the scene soon, so this arrangement was made.

He knows I'm coming.

In a sense, this clue may be more valuable than the dead man's mouth. The information from the soul summoning is scattered and trivial, and there may be gains or nothing.

"A traitor?"

"It's possible, but it needs to be further confirmed."

With a wave of my hand, I got up.

I can easily get close to the master of prophecy and gain his trust, and I can know my arrival and know the secrets of the undead. Compared with the experienced top assassins who come from nowhere, I am more suspicious of other spellcasters who come with the master.

Some of them may not expect me to be near the truth.

It seems that Helent was not in the country, and the foreign envoy was assassinated and did not come back in time. I recorded some speculations and on-site inspections, wrote a list directly, and threw it to the guards, asking them to give one to Helente and one to the The military division led by the Council of Truth this time.

As for the investigation of spies, I don't intend to intervene, because unlike the easy deduction of spies in detective novels, it is very, very difficult and troublesome to spot spies in this era.

Betrayers will not write their betrayal on their faces. Without clear clues, random suspicions will only create distrust and more confusion.

Even if there are clues, you can accuse him, and he can also accuse you of framing. The qualifications and experience of the mages are so outstanding that even I can’t distinguish them. It has developed to a result that no one can prove. In the end, it’s the strength and prestige that speak, and victory may not be true.

The Parliament of Truth has never been monolithic. Many of these magicians have touched taboos and abysses. It is only natural for some to have a relationship with the chaotic side. The rewards are taboo knowledge, the power of the abyss, and "truth".

Esso was able to mix in back then, and so could other races and camps. I guessed that some of them must have one heart with us. Now that the other party has made a move to cut off my detection, it may not be a good thing. Being able to kill It is absolutely impossible for Akama's powerhouses to be cannon fodder and the periphery, maybe a nest can be dug out.

This is an annoying matter, and it is easy to drag myself into the quagmire. I don't intend to get involved too deeply.

Although this seems to have cut off the clues, prophecy is a magic system, and the kingdom of mages is not far away, just find other spellcasters.

And this also confirmed a guess from one side.

"I was being watched all the time, and, I had touched the opponent's sensitive area, and the opponent was forced to shoot."

I was expected to be watched, but the latter made me breathe a sigh of relief. If I don’t shoot my opponent, I don’t think about it. I’m afraid that the opponent doesn’t care about you at all, which means that you are no threat to him at all.

It is almost certain that the Daughter of the Abyss is related to "opening the door", so I will probably start collecting information about the Daughter of the Abyss from now on.

The easiest way is to find a daughter of the abyss who has awakened,

"What a headache, Eliza has been in touch a lot."

In the past, the dead cat who always vomited quickly, but now remained silent.

These days I have been hesitating whether to go to Eliza, but on the one hand, I have a lot of things in my hands, and on the other hand, no one knows where Eliza is now.

"... Going there to find her, I'm afraid it won't take a few months."

In fact, no one knows the location, but it already explains a lot.

She is probably no longer in this plane, and it is impossible to go to the abyss. Then, considering her situation, the Fire Elemental Plane is the most likely area, but the Fire Elemental Plane is vast and dangerous. If she wants to avoid me, she can It's really not an easy task.

"Forget it, keep an eye on Leona first."

Leona is the daughter of the abyss, and has been identified by the system this morning. Perhaps as long as I take her with me, I will be able to get in touch with deeper information sooner or later.

There are many trivial matters in front of me, and I don't have time to practice anymore, so the matter of shaping the sword will naturally be postponed. If I really want to practice, it is more suitable to find a deep mountain and old forest.

But this kind of mentality is not acceptable now, I am afraid that the confrontation with the undead emperors is just around the corner, and Helent should also be busy with this top priority.

I have too few chips in my hand, and now I can only be a thug in the game. If I lose, I will be blamed. If I win, there is no benefit.

"Roland."

Suddenly, a voice rang in my ears, but it was not a system and a noisy dead cat, and this thick and deep voice made me feel at ease.

"Boss Iyer? Are you awake?" (To be continued.)

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