Dust of History Chapter 7: Acting Guild Leader

In the conference room of Dejagu, Bishop Adela, who arrived late until the end of the meeting, brought a news that shocked all the necromancers: The Paladins and the Academy of Magic worked together to kill the necromancers. They found a necromancer who had been lurking in the capital.

The reason why the necromancers were shocked was naturally because they all knew who the necromancer was.

Master Aiden looked at the Marquis, and there was already some anger in his usual calm eyes and voice: "Inham, what's going on? Everyone should have told you before you go, try not to put Sandro gets involved." He who was dying a few days ago now looks completely refreshed, as if he just woke up from a long sleep and then took a hot bath. One of the arms was reconnected. This kind of thing is definitely a magical myth in other places, but it is not a big deal in Diya Valley. There are top-notch white mages here, and experts who have studied human limbs to the extreme for manipulating corpses. The key is the number of top-level magic items and magic props here. Things that may be priceless in other places are everywhere here. Something as trivial as reattaching an arm to a member is a natural perk.

The Marquis shook his head, and replied lightly: "I'm sorry, I don't know about this. I'll be back as soon as the matter with Ronis is over, everyone knows."

The oldest of the necromancers spoke. He coughed hard for a few times before looking at the Marquis and asking, "Inham. We all appreciate your plan to kill Ronnies... Cough cough..." He said something, Immediately fell into a difficult cough. The wrinkled face flushed with the deepening of the cough.

No one else made a sound, quietly waiting for the old man who seemed to be coughing up his lungs at any moment to speak. There was only coughing in the hall.

His face turned red from coughing, and finally got a chance to catch his breath until the coughing turned into a sickly pale. He took a few breaths, and slowly finished the rest of the sentence: "We They all appreciate you very much, but this matter is really inappropriate. Please don't mind Master Aiden's gaffe, because there are some things you young people don't quite understand."

"But Mr. Shante. I really don't know about this matter at all." The Marquis's expression was slightly embarrassed, and anyone could feel from his demeanor and tone that he was indeed innocent. "I didn't expect Duke Mrak to know about Mr. Sandro, let alone that he would lead troops to besiege Mr. Sandro."

A necromancer said slowly: "If there are people on this continent that we don't want to provoke, then they are the two former acting guild leaders. When they quit the guild, they made an agreement with us not to offend each other. .But now if Sandro really died because of us, then Agrinel will never ignore it."

"Please forgive my ignorance. Seniors. Everyone here is the top magician in the mainland, even if this other acting guild leader will not ignore it..." The young Bishop Adela smiled very Charming and confident, he looked at the necromancers present. "What can we do to us?"

Master Aiden replied lightly: "I can only say, if Agneril wants to kill me, I will just obediently wait for him to kill me."

"You are exaggerating." Adela covered her mouth and looked at him with a smile. "No matter what, you are considered one of the ten most powerful magicians in the mainland."

"But Agrinel is the top killer on the mainland, and he used to be a member of us, so he knows us very well. Magicians also need to eat, sleep, and relax their minds. I don't want Every time I eat a bite of bread, I have to carefully check whether there is a poisonous bug with more than a dozen curses in it, and I don’t want to spend half a day checking for deadly traps every time I sit on a stool, and I don’t want to check every night before going to bed. I'm afraid I'll never wake up again." Master Aiden looked at Adela indifferently. "If you don't believe it, you can announce to the outside world that you actually brought people to kill Sandro. Then we will be much more relaxed."

"Oh, so he is so powerful." Adela still smiled. His smile looked almost girlish and shy. "It seems that we should pray that another respected former acting president, Mr. Sandro, can escape from death."

"That might be more troublesome." Another necromancer sighed. "Agrenel just killed people. Sandro got angry...then no one knows what he will do."

"Please rest assured." The Marquis, who hadn't spoken any more, stood up. His expression and voice were calm and composed, without the slightest panic or worry. "Whether Mr. Sandro is dead or alive, no matter who investigates, it will never fall on us. It is just a very pure political conspiracy."

"Is it possible?" Master Aiden sneered. "Others may not know, but the two of them know that we have been trying to deal with Ronis. As long as you catch someone who is your accomplice, such as the Duke, you will know everything after asking. I believe the two of them will No one can hide the question asked."

"No one conspires with me, and absolutely no one will know that it is actually a conspiracy. No matter who makes the reasoning, they will never put the responsibility on us. Please rest assured. I promise." The Marquis' calm voice and the confidence contained in his expression made Master Aiden unable to refute.

"Hehe, what a reliable tone." Bishop Adela gave the Marquis a charming smile.

"At first, I didn't know that these two seniors had such courage. Now I finally understand." The Marquis also smiled, and the smile was equally charming, and there was a sense of sudden realization in it. "In the future, I will be more careful and pay more attention to these two seniors."

"Since the respected Inham can guarantee it, then it seems that we are worrying too much." A very well-maintained, white and fat necromancer nodded. "But just in case, I suggest that I put aside the matter of the Ainfast Empire for the time being, and everyone should not interfere with anything there, and wait to see the situation."

"Hehe. Yes, it seems to have nothing to do with us."

"That's right. Just don't go there for now. Let's talk about it when everything is clear."

"However, after calming down and thinking about it carefully, I feel a little strange..." Master Aiden shook his head indifferently. "Do you think Sandro will really be besieged and die?"

"I don't really believe it..." The old necromancer bent over and coughed hard to squeeze the words out of his body, and finally straightened up and glanced at Adela. "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"Mr. Shante, I really didn't see it with my own eyes." Bishop Adela nodded respectfully to the coughing old man. "However, according to the report from the Academy of Magic, there were thousands of people at the scene of the siege. The first swordsman of the Einfast Empire led 500 members of the Holy Knight Order, and almost even the people sweeping the floor of the Academy of Magic were there for Ronis. The bishop took revenge and participated in the siege. And more than a thousand people watched the necromancer finally explode with the manipulated corpse."

"Self-explosion... Such a heroic act is not in line with the style of the respected Sandro." Master Aiden looked at the other necromancers indifferently. Both smiled and nodded.

"Yes, he must have played some kind of trick. The robe of the ghost king is in his hands. He is a magician who has practiced the meditation of reality. After wearing the robe of the ghost king, let alone a thousand spells Master, ten thousand of them can't deal with him."

"Oh? Will the ghost king's robe have such a big effect after wearing it?" the Marquis asked in surprise.

"It must be a person who has practiced the meditation of reality to exert the maximum effect of that thing. But meditation of reality... Hehe, I dare not even ask me to practice it."

Adela smiled and asked: "What? Is the meditation technique difficult? I just heard about it..."

"You young people don't quite understand. How many peaks of the Shadow Spiral Mountains have been blown up in meditation by those who dared to explore the pinnacle of necromancy. So our meditation rooms end up with only It was dug in the mountain. Hehe."

"But the records in that book should indeed be of great benefit to necromancy. Over the years, only the former acting president Sandro and the respected teacher Shante were able to practice successfully, and they have all become The most powerful necromancer after Archibald."

"Success? Cough cough... I just started, but I had to stop. Sandro's talent is high, luck is good, and he has practiced for a little while." Teacher Shante shook his head with difficulty . "And the thing I regret the most in my life is that I practiced that book..." His cough became louder and harder, his whole body twitched, and his hunched body shrank painfully on the chair. There was a ball.

Looking at Teacher Shante's painful expression, the Marquis sighed: "It seems that Mr. Sandro was right to bring the book of Meditation of Reality and the Robe of the Ghost King out of Diagu."

The chubby necromancer also sighed: "Hey. Originally, I wanted to find a chance to capture the woman who ate the leaf of the world tree for research. But it seems that I should give up this danger. I have made a good plan, so as not to be caught by Sandro who may be waiting there. Hehe. Anyway, there is still a whole leaf of the world tree waiting for us."

"Yes, it's better not to go."

"At first, I thought what explosive news I brought, but I didn't know that it would become plain so quickly under your wise analysis and discussion." Adela smiled a little embarrassedly. "What important things did you discuss in the meeting before I was late?"

"First of all, because Inham completed such a difficult task alone, everyone expressed his appreciation for his judgment and planning ability. Everyone has delayed a lot of time in the past few days, and now things are almost handled, and the rest It is difficult to make any progress in the short term, and members who have problems should go back to deal with their own affairs, so Inham was elected as the acting president, and everyone is responsible for deciding how to deal with various matters when it is too late to hold a meeting. Do you have an opinion?"

"Of course I have opinions." Adela smiled brightly. "How can you deny me the opportunity to vote for him? Hehe."

Master Aiden snorted coldly. "Personally, I always have reservations about this decision."

A necromancer laughed and said, "Dear Aiden, what is such a false name? Wouldn't it be better to leave the complicated affairs to young people with more energy?"

"What's left is to discuss things after the guild. In fact, the most important question we have left is about the gentleman who disappeared with the leaf of the world tree. Anyway, Ronis has already helped us arrest him , from now on, tens of thousands of people are chasing the whereabouts of this Mr. Five Thousand Gold Coins. We just need to wait for these helpers to find him, hunt him down, and make some noise, and then we can relax I went over to get back the leaf of the world tree, and got rid of this gentleman by the way. But before that, only the wronged and radical Ms. Vidnina had a little more rest. But anyway, her time is endless, haha .”

"Although the operation was successful this time, the accusation has finally come to us. The church still needs you two to deal with it a little bit, so as not to make things too big. As for those who most actively want to Just like Ronnies, attacking the country or organization of Diagu, everyone can change the leaders for them ~IndoMTL.com~ Just play it as a small recreational game, it’s quite interesting.”

"Old man Cedros's orc city seems to be getting better, but it is still a vacuum for the power and eyes and ears of our noble group. If you have a chance in the future, please put some eyes and ears or something in it. .”

"Finally, there is still the murderer who killed Asri. If anyone has time, go and find out. Find out who it is first, and then talk about how to deal with it." The dead spirit explained to Bishop Adela The mage stood up and stretched. "Okay, that's all. I should go back too."

Other necromancers also stood up one after another. "Okay. I hope that when we gather again, the head worth five thousand gold coins will be placed in the middle of this elegant conference table, as well as the cutest leaf of the world tree."

"Dear Acting Chairman Inham, please do your best. Hehe."

"Please don't worry, I will definitely not disappoint everyone's expectations of me." The Marquis saluted and smiled. "There will definitely be some surprises for everyone."

A necromancer laughed loudly: "Haha. You are indeed a reassuring young man. I seem to be able to smell the charming smell from the leaves of the world tree."