Chapter 182: The Stone Door to the Underground Tomb

Star Dragon City, Lord's Hall.

Lind tasted the special delicacies made from the NPC tavern, the sweet little cakes.

As a food highly recommended by gourmet Miss Brittany, it has become one of the tavern's specialty desserts, attracting many undead people to check in.

There will be more and more similar specialty stores. Not all undead are keen on killing, and the existence of some stores with entertainment nature is equally important.

"Try it." Lind pushed the small plate of cake in front of him forward: "Our greedy snake Miss Brittany believes that eating can make people feel happy."

Sitting across from him was Reid, his expression full of guilt.

"Sir" Reid glanced at the cake and then lowered his head.

His voice was bitter: "I screwed up."

"No one will succeed all the time." Lind stood up and walked in front of him. His figure became more and more muscular as his strength increased, and he was even about to surpass the limits of ordinary people. Reed, who was also a great knight of the Sun's Proof Path, actually looked a little thin in front of him.

Lind reached out and patted Reed's shoulder, and his heavy hand pressed Reed's body down slightly.

"One of our brothers went crazy and tried to kill us. We didn't even see the enemy and were caught up in the chaos. In the end, we had to ask you to come, once again..."

The soldiers considered it a shame that Lind had to personally participate in every war. They were unable to protect the noble lords, and the lords even had to charge into battle themselves.

"We are brothers." Lind turned his head and said, "I will be there if you are in danger. If I am in danger, I believe you will be there too."

"Of course!" Reed nodded heavily. He never doubted this.

Lind has demonstrated this countless times with his actions.

And they are also willing to give back with actions.

The friendship of living and dying together becomes more precious in the doomsday.

"I have fully understood your decisive response. You did not let any of your brothers die, and you minimized the losses. You remained calm even when facing a ghost you had never seen before. This story cannot be sung by bards, but I still remember it in my heart."

Linde reached out and picked up the small cake: "Really don't want a piece? You will like this taste."

Reid shook his head. He had no appetite.

Seeing that Reed was not in a good state, Lind said, "Do you want me to recommend a book to you?"

"I can't read very many words," Reed said helplessly.

“They are all illustrations, very detailed.”

There are already undead people painting here, like the big iron door in the lord's hall.

Art students exude their charm here.

However, the book recommended by Lind was from Dome's bookshelf collection and the content was quite vulgar.

"Remember Boyd?" Lind's desire to recommend the book became stronger and stronger. Maybe this is why the more others dislike it, the more I want to recommend it.

"The... uh... court painter?" Reed looked up.

"This book was written by him." Lind winked at Reed.

"If you insist," Reed said with a forced smile, "I am somewhat interested in books."

"Haha, that's right." Linde pinched another piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth. It was not easy to have a little sweetness. Life in this world was already bitter enough.

Reed also picked up a piece of cake. He understood what Lind meant, so he could only bury his self-blame deep in his heart and wait for the next time. He must work hard to repay Lind.

When it comes to Boyd, everyone in the Golden City, especially men who go to special places, knows him.

It's easy to get irritated by looking at the Boyd's works hanging on the walls of those shops.

It is said that Boyd was so good at poses that his work was considered by shop owners to be a training manual for their employees. It is also said that Boyd had aristocratic blood, which made him the only court painter designated to paint full-length portraits of all lords and nobles.

He had sex with countless men and women.

Lind had a full-length portrait painted by Boyd when he was 17 years old. When he inherited the title of baron, he would have a second portrait, and he would have a portrait of himself every year and every major event thereafter.

His impression of Boyd was more than just a master of pornographic pictures. He remembered that he was very imaginative and somewhat free and easy, transcending this era. He once said when he was drunk that day, "There is no kingdom that will never perish."

If the king heard it, he would be severely punished even if he was Hedwin's own son.

Linde kept that sentence in his heart and never talked about it with anyone else.

The atmosphere eased a little, and Reed spoke again: "We trapped him at that time, Biber, a young man with a keen eye. He was from the Second Legion and was good at using hatchets and spears."

Knowing that he was going to continue talking, Lind made a swallowing motion, and the "gulp" sound was a bit loud. If Miss Brittany saw him eating cake like this, she would definitely complain about him why he didn't drink the porridge instead, which he could swallow directly without chewing.

"Then Bieber lost control and broke free," Reid continued.

"He ran away from Weeping Town. We chased him all the way to the depths of Soul Valley. The walls of the valley were shrinking, and we soon reached the end. I suspect we were right below the high and low tide. There were dozens of ghosts wandering around at the end, holding weapons and fighting each other."

Lind suddenly sat up straight. This was different from what Morena said. There was no need for the other party to deceive him. As long as Reed came back, nothing would be hidden.

"Then?"

"Bieber seemed to be guided by something, and at the end there was a stone door, like a door leading to an underground tomb."

"That kid couldn't beat us, but he kept crying and wailing until the stone gate opened. The ghosts fighting outside picked up their fallen heads and arms and floated back to the stone gate. Only then were we able to escape."

As Reed spoke, it seemed as if he had returned to the end of the Soul Valley. They thought they had gained temporary safety, but unexpectedly, a gust of wind suddenly blew out of the stone gate, and then the ghosts fighting each other rushed over together.

They rode their horses at full speed while looking back.

An unknown ghost enemy is chasing behind you. It's hard to see far in this dark place, but the trembling sound from the ghost makes you dizzy.

Some of the disaster horses were ignited by the strange atmosphere and completely lost control. Then the knights lost their balance and fell to the ground with their horses.

Reed had to stop to save people, but was besieged by ghosts.

Finally he chose to lie on the ground. The ghost flew past his scalp, completely disrupting their escape formation. The cold wind in the valley was howling, causing his heart to tremble.

Panic and howling wind spread on the ground. Reed and others, who were helpless against the ghost, finally survived until the moment when the ghost was pulled back by the power inside the stone gate.

They no longer worried about whether they could complete the lord's mission. If they stayed any longer, they would inevitably face greater troubles and dangers. It happened that the out-of-control Bieber returned to normal at that time, and that was why Reed and the others were able to come back.

Lind listened to the other party's report. There was a tomb at the end of Soul Valley, which was a little beyond his expectations.

Being related to the soul, does it mean that there are things there that are related to Morena's magical path? It may be related to the potion path, or it may be related to blessed weapons or cursed weapons.

Everything unusual these days deserves careful attention.

Linde really wanted to go and take a look, but before that he had to have a way to hurt the ghost.

The conversation with Reid was interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps.

"grown ups!"

"What's wrong?" Lind recognized that this was the soldier he had ordered to keep watch in the square and tell him if anything strange happened.

"Many undead died. They didn't stay in front of the pool for long and their bodies exploded soon after."

Linde's eyes lit up. Many people died? If many people died, that meant many people went there.

"How did they react?" Lind asked.

The visitor hesitated and thought for a long time before answering, "They seem very happy, but also a little unwilling. Some of them have already gone to the guild to accept tasks because they don't have enough points."

(End of this chapter)