Chapter 21 Under the Palace of the Dead

They passed through a curved porch and passed by several candlelit compartments. In each compartment, several deceased priests were busy in front of a corpse, opening his belly, washing his chest and filling it with spices. Even Li Ou felt his throat surging at this time, not to say the two women beside him.

"Don't spit it out." Miss Bachelor couldn't help rolling her throat, but she couldn't help showing anything on her face. It's just that the lame girl covered her mouth tightly. She grabbed her hand, "Asha, don't spit it out, don't spit it out here."

"I...I try my best..." She said uncomfortablely, turning her head aside.

"Please hold on for a while," the priest's tone could not hear any fluctuation. "It will be there soon."

At the end of the porch is the morgue. The light is dark and cold. The hard stone wall around was chiseled into a dense and narrow flat hole, and a preservative body was stuffed into it. Their heads are facing them one by one. In addition, there is a body covered with white cloth on the stone platform.

The deceased priest walked to one of them. This was sent the day before yesterday. As he spoke, he lifted the white cloth. He is an ordinary citizen who died... should be at night..."

Li Ou noticed his wording, "Should it be?"

"Please take a closer look." The priest pressed the muscles of the body with his right thumb. The muscles are as hard as stones, motionless. His body was completely frozen and has not recovered until now. Therefore, the exact time of his death cannot be judged.

"What about the cause of death?"

"There is no trauma." The priest said calmly, "The autopsy did not find any internal injuries."

Li Ou and Miss Bachelor looked at each other. What about your speculation?" He asked.

"There is no poison, no sign of alchemy." The priest looked at them and then looked around. "Exclude these, I can only speculate that they died of magic. But there is no magic in my memory that can kill people without injury.

Yes, and there are many. It's just a little extrajud to explain to a deceased priest who accompanied the deceased. Li Ou looked around and said, "Are the other people sent here the same situation recently?"

"All of them." The deceased priest uncovered strips of white cloth permeating the corpse one by one. Some symptoms are the same, and some seem to have experienced terrible pain... They even scratched their faces and clasped their eyes... This is still traceable; some seem to be alive. He was like a talking demon, calmly and emotionless, and pointed to them one by one.

So many bodies made Leo's scalp numb. He never imagined that there would be so many victims in just a few days.

"There were few deaths at the beginning, but now there are more and more." The priests of the dead explained the facts to them, "It won't be long before the palace of the dead will have no place to arrange taboos for them."

Have all the knights and nobles died? At this speed, how long can they sit in the gemstone and power seat? Li Ou couldn't help thinking, how long will it be our turn?

"Can we have a look for ourselves?" Miss Bachelor asked.

"Of course." The priest nodded.

"And, sir," Miss Bachelor looked at the lame girl who hid with her eyes tightly closed. "Can you please take my maid to the outer hall? She is not suitable to stay here.

"Follow what you mean, Mr. Bachelor." He bowed slightly and left with Asha.

When there were only two of them left in the stone room, the bachelor asked softly, "Do you see anything?"

"Are you going to test me? You should have recognized it, too." Leo said with no good temper. He doesn't want to guess riddles with Miss Bachelor and compare her knowledge and intelligence in these places. He said his opinion directly. So many people here. Some do die from magic, but some are not.

Miss Bachelor couldn't help nodding in his footsteps. I know that like this...and him...they are more like dying from magical creatures than pure black magic.

"That's right." Leo knocked on the head of a corpse with atrophied brain. There is a drum-like sound in the other party's skull. He was sucked out of his brain, and only some kind of undead creature would do this. Black magic devours the mind and destroys the soul, but there is no interest in using the brain for dinner.

"And this one," Miss the bachelor pointed to the deceased priest and deliberately pointed out the body with a torn face and eyeballs. "He is more like dying of some extreme fear, or... illusion."

"So, "Everything has become clear, and Leo can come to a conclusion." It was not a group of 'people' who killed them.

"Hmm." Miss Bachelor nodded.

"At least I began to try to believe that the gossip in the city is not all lies, and there are always some real elements in it."

They searched separately, trying to find some clues to reveal the culprit. Although they are not detectives, black magic is like a sharp sword against their throats, making them unleashed. This is especially true for Leo. Balode's words were still vague. Before the black widow Selena woke up, he could only investigate in person from the beginning.

"There's something wrong. Leo!" Miss Bachelor suddenly shouted as one side. Her voice broke the tranquility of the palace of the dead and buzzed in the grottoes, as if the dead had been awakened. She waved hard at him. Come and see this man."

Li Ou quickly walked towards her, and when he saw the face of the body, he was stunned as if his feet were rooted.

"What's wrong with you?"

He took a deep breath, and the spice gas swelled his abdomen. I know him." He said hoarsely.

"Who is he?"

Li Ou was about to answer, but he heard footsteps.

"This way." It was still the voice of the deceased priest, but this time he did not hear any respect, but maintained a distance, like a messenger of God to treat mortals, stingy words, alienated and indifferent. Just in front."

They stopped discussing for a while and turned to stare at the entrance.

It was an old acquaintance who came to explore the palace of the dead.

The other party was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "We are really predestined to meet everywhere." Because we have the same worries and encounters, Li Ouxin said. The White Rose Knight looked at Miss Bachelor with a doubtful look. This is..."

"Black..." Li Ou suddenly found that she had quietly hidden her brooch, so he immediately changed his words, "Miss Bachelor of Desperate Castle. I invited my friend."

"Hello, Lord Knight, please call me Evira." She greeted gracefully.

"Hello, Miss." The knight saluted politely, but did not politely propose to let the bachelor leave the country of the dead. This seems to make Miss Bachelor feel a little relaxed. What's the matter with you here?" She took the initiative to talk to her.

"Come for the dead." The knight quickly looked away from the beautiful lady and looked at the body that had been uncovered. He walked straight over and stopped in front of the corpse that shocked Leo. Did you also find it?"

"Well, I just saw that he was also among the dead."

"Do you know the cause of his death?" The White Rose Knight said in a muffled voice, "The mage and the priest said that he died of black magic."

"What do you think?"

"I don't think so!" The knight suddenly became angry, "I know you must have an answer. He is lying in front of us like this, and you are still hesitant and say something directly.

Liou sighed. How can he say it directly? Like the daughter of a black thorn, the shadow nun said that they might threaten her father? Don't joke. He helplessly colored the knight and motioned him to go out and talk again. Unexpectedly, the knight was extremely straightforward, as if he suddenly lost so many twists and turns in front of the lady.

"Miss Bachelor." The White Rose Knight said righteously, "What we will say next may be related to our life and death. Can you guarantee that your immediate life will be threatened without revealing a word?"

Vow? Damn vows. She is as unpredictable as chivalry. Li Ou leaned weakly against the wall, looking at the empty eyes of a deceased man with a wry smile. But Miss Bachelor is also like a little girl playing with mud, as if she can't wait to agree, lest you miss something important by taking a step. Of course, I will swear by the gods. She said, but her eyes were aimed at Leo, "If you firmly believe that the gods have passed away, I will swear in the name of the devil."

What's the difference between that and the black magic in the body? Leo had no choice but to cover her mouth and stop her from pronoiting a demonic real name, "That's not worth the loss. I believe in you."

"Can you say it now?" The knight asked him.

Can he still refuse?" This guy...the guy we once had met...Jereti, the keeper of the cemetery..." Li Ou took a deep breath, as if he had exhausted his strength to speak. "From his wound, he was neither killed by magic nor died of magical creatures. He died of sword..."

"Sword?" The knight frowned, "I can't see the sword wound."

"Only one weapon can create such a wound." Miss Bachelor's face is pale.

"Yes, there is only one weapon."

"What is it?"

"Ghost fire blade. It is both magic and the undead weapon of weapons.

"Who can use it?"

"Human, undead; mage, killer." This is as tricky as black magic. We can't identify any murderers."