Chapter 6 Castle of the Dead

The castle is surrounded by black fog that can't see clearly in the city, and the black fog intercepts the fire-breathing dragon like a boundary. No matter how hot the dragon spewed out, it could not shake the wall turned into a black atom. At this time, the system also has to give the black fog a "MISS", just like laughing at the dragon's incompetence.

"Thank you. But just send it here. Next, I can deal with it alone." She hugged its neck and gently comforted the anger brought to it by the system.

"Wow..." The dragon finally spit at the castle and sent her to the gate of the castle.

Although there is also black fog outside the gate, you can still faintly see the purple gate inside.

She waved goodbye and was ready to send it back. At that moment, the dragon spit out his proud flame into the sky, and then looked at her fixedly.

She once hated the "intimateness" of the system, but now she is also grateful for the "intimateness" of the system.

Because she seems to feel the encouragement given to her by the dragon...

She thinks it's telling her to come on...

If she tells others, they will probably say that she is crazy about playing games and starts to think nonsense, or she is more sentimental...

Even so, even if the act of spitting fire and looking at her is just a set of programs, a set of data...

As long as you have love in your heart, they can all be love... can become warm love.

Sometimes games are really more than just games.

That's why there are so many people who indulge in it and can't extricate themselves.

Maybe one day she will forget the dragon that has helped her, and maybe one day she will forget this game, but at least at this moment, she can really feel the heat in her heart, just like the temperature of the dragon.

With the inspired courage in her heart, she turned around and stretched out her hand to the door in the dark fog. She touched the door and pushed it hard.

The door seemed to have not been pushed open for a long time, making a loud noise.

The castle has not been attacked by the wind and rain outside. I don't know if it's because of the black fog or the ability of the royal family.

But she guessed it was because of... black fog.

A large area of unknown creatures that looked like bodyguards fell at her feet.

She took out the introduction guidebook, "The guard of the dead. The bodyguards who guard the undead royal family and nobles have extraordinary power and can often be seen in the places where the undead royal family and nobles live. Tip: If it is a hostile identity, as long as it is met by one, it will attract a group of people to chase.

... But not to mention meeting and chasing, they fell at her feet motionless, showing no sign of her entry as a stranger.

After changing the clean equipment, she opened the map and began to wander around, trying to find a guy who did not fall to the ground.

The undead gardener with scissors in the gray withered grass, the undead knights who fell in the yard with the horses, the undead ministers and undead nobles in the palace full of spider webs and gray vines, and the undead nobles fell in the corridor of the broken vase frame candlestick. The undead maid of the tea set...

The outside is dim because of the black fog, but the room is dark because there is no light at all. When you want to take the torch, you find that there is not enough oil.

She remembered the magic ball in the real channel. She looked for a more complete candlestick with the picture of the sun... Soon, the magic ball with green light was held on the candlestick in her left hand. Her mana value began to decline over time.

She summoned three wild monsters to clean up the disturbing vines in front of her. The number of people was powerful, and she quickly cleaned up the space that could pass through.

She opened every door she could open, looking for lighting tools that could be used. After all, blue medicine is also limited.

When she came to the prince's bed to find lighting materials, she knew that she had taken the wrong script.

... This is not the set of Yu Mancao's wandering in the fairyland, but the set of the Sleeping Prince.

The undead prince lay in the ruins with his eyes closed, as if he were dead. The prince has gray-purple skin, long hair in the color of spider webs, and a must-have handsome appearance in fairy tales. It's just that in this dark and ambiguous atmosphere, His Royal Highness looks like a lifeless real corpse, but she knows that this is the most real appearance as a prince of the undead... "Alive" and "dead" are the same.

...But no matter what the prince looks like, she won't kiss him. Because she is not the prince's white horse princess, there is no true love kiss that the prince needs.

She returned to the corridor, closed the prince's door, and continued to look for lighting materials and Queen Diana with the wild monsters.

Finally, an elf and three monsters came to a room with a large amount of sundries and began to look for something useful. She was surprised to find several gorgeous lanterns on a cabinet. When she took a closer look, she found that the material for making the lantern seemed to be gold, but she was more concerned about the candles inside than gold.

She wanted to light four lanterns, but the three wild monsters seemed to lack interest, so they only lit one for herself.

She put away the flint she took out to light the lantern, and hesitated to put the candlestick of the ball and other candles in the lantern into the package for a rainy day.

She knew that it was not good to take other people's things without authorization, but she also wanted to help the owner here... She comforted herself with a little guilty.

After passing through the guidance of the map, one elf and three monsters finally came to the queen's bedroom... but the progress was stuck again.

... There is no one in the bedroom.

The queen's bedroom has become a ruin, but the taste of the queen or the undead royal family can be faintly seen from these "garbage".

She carried the lantern and came to the wall opposite the big bed. The picture frame on the ground was broken into two pieces. One portrait had lost its previous brilliance and was buried in the dust and was covered with creases.

But I can still faintly see... a woman with long light brown hair sitting on a chair and a boy with short spider silk hair standing next to the chair.

They all have a pair of purple eyes and a warm smile like human beings.

She wanted to wipe away the dust from the painting, but she was worried that the painting would be damaged again, so she had to blow it gently into the painting, but the dust was more stubborn than expected.

She asked the wild monster to help the table up again, tore the equipment wet because of the storm, wiped the table, dried the table with inferior cloth, and spread the painting on the table.

She and the wild monster embarked on a new journey to find the queen.

Before coming here...

She thought that the undead palace would be a large mausoleum or something, but she didn't expect it to be a castle, and it was such an ordinary castle.

She has seen the map of the human race on the official website. The castles of the low-level nobles of the human race are almost like this, and the castles where the senior nobles of the human race live are more exquisite and magnificent than the undead palace.

She thought she would see the queen soon...

But she and the three wild monsters almost turned over here and couldn't find Diana.

If the castle doesn't have a so-called tunnel, then...

...She is not here at all.