High Elf Plantation

Winfried was furious that the remains of the Chimera were destroyed. .xianni.

But what made him even more angry was that the Necromancer quietly sneaked into the town. If the other party did not intend to steal Myra's remains, but came to assassinate him, wouldn't it mean that the other party could succeed at any time.

"Fortunately, I have Lucy to keep an eye on me." He took the plate Lucy out of his pocket, put it in his hands and rubbed it lovingly.

I thought that among the three pine resin elves, Lucy the Plate, who had no ability to control insects, could only be used as a pet, but I didn't expect that she would have such a keen sense of dangerous smells. This ability may not directly produce value, but in Winfried's view, it is extremely important.

"Little guy, my safety from now on will depend on you."

"Chi-chi-chi-chi." Lucy the Dish hugged a piece of rosin and nodded with a smile. It told Winfried that it would cover him.

"Sir." Centaur captain Dorote came over.

"Dorot, you and Tracy, each lead a centaur team to patrol the town and detect dangers." Winfried ordered the two newly appointed centaur captains. Although the centaurs are not yet combat capable, they have sharp eyesight. , strong in physique, running as fast as a shuttle, and capable of patrolling the territory.

"I obey your orders." Dorot patted his chest.

"Old Wushao, don't hang around me. Go prepare a midnight snack and wait for the half-elf to return."

"The master's orders are the actions of Old Wushao."

The town has returned to calm, the lighting magic has been extinguished, and only a few clusters of torches are still shining. I don't know if it is because the Necromancer escaped, but the originally thick fog began to slowly disperse.

Winfried grabbed a skull and jumped on the head of the tree herder Giroud. At this moment, only Giroud's side could give him a sense of security. Captain Wright and others have already gone after the Necromancer, but it is hard to say whether the Necromancer will have any accomplices to use the strategy of diverting the tiger away from the mountain.

The elven empire is relatively peaceful, and assassinations of high elves rarely occur.

But Winfried did not hesitate to speculate on everything around him with the greatest malice. This is a magical world with extraordinary power. He still has lofty goals that have not been achieved, but he does not want to have an accident or die young.

"I hate the night. It's so dark that I can't see anything. When I raise enough funds, I must install a sufficient lighting magic circle in the town. I don't know how bright the lighting magic circle is. If possible, I will install street lights on the road. Install searchlights in Elf Tree Towers.”

The magic circle is a big consumer of magic crystals, and eating magic crystals is a waste of money.

But in his opinion, anything that can be solved with money is not a problem. Of course, the real way to protect yourself is to improve your own strength.

"Hurry up and practice hard. I can't be lazy anymore. If I have master-level strength, I can run wild in the forest no matter how big it is. If I have legendary-level strength, I can also conquer the territory of the trolls."

The infiltration of a Necromancer brought a huge impact to him, and his desire to improve his strength was stronger than ever.

Suddenly.

There was a sound of whistles in the distance and the light of torches. The whistles were short and then long, then long and then short. This was a signal that the hunting team had returned safely.

"Okay" Winfried stood on Giroud's head and looked at it.

Within a moment, all the members of the hunting team and the internal affairs team returned, and there was also a man who was tied up in the team. Captain Wright stepped forward to report: "Sir, the necromancer who invaded the town has been captured. This is a Salaine. He uses the necromancy arcana to release with the help of magic props."

"Salain"

Winfried used the light of the torch to take a look at the Necromancer, and then took the magic item handed over by Captain Wright. The magic prop is a thick book with a cover carved from ferocious bones and flashing four cold elven words Skeleton Ceremony.

Turning over the pages of the book, there were only eight pieces of rough leather paper in total. Each piece of leather paper had a skull pattern painted on the front and a pair of magic lines on the back.

"There are eight skeleton monsters: Resurrected Skeleton, Skeleton Warrior, Skeleton Archer, Skeleton Horse, Headless Horseman, Bone Behemoth, Skeleton Mage, and Bone Snatcher. The magic lines on the back are the way to summon them." Winfried fingered. Pass the magic lines on the back of the resurrected skull.

When you touch the lines, you can feel the magic power in your body being absorbed by the lines. At the same time, the lines light up one after another. It seems that if the magic power is fully lit, the skeleton can be revived.

However, if you feel carefully, you will find that his magic power does not match the magic power requirements of the magic lines.

He motioned to Faith Hill to hold the Skeleton Ritual first, looked at the Necromancer and said, "Take off the cloth and let him answer my question."

The cloth was torn off, and the Necromancer said gloomily: "If you don't want to attract my lord's revenge, just return the Skeleton Ceremony to me and let me go."

"Who is your master?" Winfried asked coldly.

"You don't need to know my lord's name. You just need to know that my lord is someone you can't afford to offend."

"It's ridiculous." Winfried snorted coldly, "He's just a rat hiding in a corner secretly studying the arcane arts of necromancy. Hearing the news about the remains of Chimera, he became greedy. He didn't dare to come in person. If they want to rob, they send their subordinates to steal it at night, it seems that their strength is nothing more than this."

"Arrogant young man, you have no idea how powerful my Lord is."

Winfried waved his hand: "Captain Wright, you come to interrogate him. You can torture him in any way. I want to know all the information before he dies."

"Understood" Captain Wright quickly took the necromancer to a tree house.

The half-elf was not a man of faith and would never show mercy to intruders. Winfried followed him into the tree house and sat aside to watch Captain Wright interrogate the necromancer.

The Necromancer was tied to a pillar, and his clothes had been taken off, revealing his gray-white skin.

He is a Sarain, a half-elf race whose identity is not officially recognized by the Elf Empire. Winfried knows the information about this race from the memory of his predecessor. Sarain is an artificial race. It is a race created by high elves who studied necromancy arcana in ancient times and extracted the blood of half-elves for fusion experiments.

Because Sarain is made of necromancy arcane magic, he cannot practice elemental magic, and because he does not have the power of order, he cannot release arcane magic. However, they are naturally compatible with a special kind of magic, necromancy magic.

of course.

Winfried is still unclear about the relationship between necromancy magic and necromancy arcana. All this depends on the progress of Captain Wright's interrogation.

The whipping failed to pry open Salaine's mouth, and the dagger bleeding could not pry open the Necromancer's mouth.

But this was just an appetizer for Captain Wright. Next, he used a dagger to carefully open the skin and muscles on the opponent's arm, find the tendons or nerves, and then pricked the tendons with varying force with a needle. The Necromancer only resisted for ten seconds before screaming for mercy.

"I said, I said, stop pricking, I said, I said anything."

Captain Wright put away the needle and shrugged his shoulders: "Why should I suffer if I tell you earlier? I have to put in the effort to tell you your name first."

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