"The reason is the same as when you first suspected us of lying. There is nothing about me that is worthy of their targeting, and this matter will eventually be disadvantageous to Deka. I chose to escape not because I don't trust Deka, but because I don't want to implicate them."
"This is quite different from what others have guessed. What was the final development?"
"It all starts with its structure." Eugenie swallowed his saliva. "It has four floors in total. The top three floors store different types of stone slabs, carvings, and treasures. The value of these things alone is worthy of its status."
"But we all think that the truly valuable things are on the fourth floor - there is a mechanical door there, um, covered with gears on the surface. We tried many methods but couldn't open it. According to the records found in other tombs, we know that it is the tomb of the last generation of Dragon God in Talignan - here it is only said that there is a legacy - and the body of the Dragon God is likely to be placed in that door."
"This is exactly what those people are looking for." He looked a little excited. "The moment I knew about this, I decided that no matter what, I must not let them get what they want!"
"I remember your original words were that they wanted to find 'the body of God'." Hitzfeld paused, raised his eyebrows and said, "Is the Dragon God really a God?"
She couldn't quite remember, but it seemed like someone... probably Isaac Rhodes, the district chief of Blackwood Parish, had told her that there was an organization in the world called Dragon God Mountain?
She was not sure whether the Dragon God of Dragon God Mountain and the Dragon God of Talignan were the same thing, but judging from the context alone, the one of Dragon God Mountain was closer to a "god", while the one of Talignan was a "mythical person".
Since he was a human being, he was a human being when he was alive, so naturally what was left behind after his death was also a human corpse.
Still within the realm of mortals, such a corpse certainly cannot be called a divine corpse. She wondered why the evildoer would go to such great lengths to deal with such a corpse.
"You have also seen the power of the Time Dragon." Eugenie lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "That is a power that can be inherited... It is different from any other extraordinary power, and the Time Dragon is even the weakest of the Three Dragon Guards!"
Xia Yibing raised her eyebrows.
Although it was not a pure illusion, it doesn't matter whether an illusion is pure or not, right?
The more than one hundred corpses lying at the bottom of the building are all proof of the power of the Time Dragon... Such power is actually the weakest?
"The Frost Sky Dragon and the Hot Spring Dragon are said to exist to change the environment." Eugenie continued, "The Time Dragon is weak in frontal combat, but they are different. In the Talignan heritage mythology, they are the most capable companions and helpers under the Dragon God. Thanks to them, we have Talignan today... Their territories used to be dangerous places!"
"Oh." Hitzfeld leaned back a little. "This is a little too magical."
It's quite magical.
Of course, having gone through so many magical experiences before, she wouldn't deny it all right away.
But she was indeed sighing: Talignan was so powerful at the time. If this was true, then they did not dare to cross the line at all and did not dare to have any ideas about their neighboring country Sara - which should have been called Seran at that time, or the vast territory in the northwest of Seran.
What happened to them?
What could make the proud people of Talignan shrink back?
Somewhat abruptly, a scene flashed through my mind.
……
“I’m not saying it doesn’t exist at all.” It was a thin girl, gesturing to a group of people, “This… I… I mean a part of it existed originally, but it shouldn’t be this long and this deep. Some external force changed it and extended it more than twice!”
Someone sarcastically said: "So it was the gods standing in the sky who chopped in this direction, causing this change in the canyon."
"Hahaha--"
"Pfft-"
Many people followed suit and laughed.
……
I am absolutely crazy.
Shaking his head to get those thoughts out of his head, Hitzfeld forced himself to be more rational.
And even if we take a step back, this speculation has little to do with the current case.
She didn't have the energy to think about that.
"So what you mean is," Xia Yibing's voice brought her back to reality, "the Dragon God of Tarinian is not a mortal, at least not an ordinary mortal?"
"We all feel that way."
Nodding, Xia Yibing agreed with this logic.
They are not ordinary mortals, but either the most outstanding transcendents or those who have inherited the legacy of God.
For example, things like God’s bloodline and divine artifacts.
They do have that value, which makes the evil followers spend so much effort to search for them.
"Stop talking about these myths, Baron." Xia Yibing exhaled, "We already know how you were brought there to take up the post. Let's get straight to the point. Who did you see on the night the fourth floor was robbed?"
Hitzfeld drew close attention to this, which was indeed the core of the matter.
But Eugenie got stuck instead.
He kept opening his mouth to give an answer, but suddenly gave up at the last moment.
He repeated this three times before he uttered a name with great courage:
"It's Carloni..."
"I saw Kaloni-Deka."
"Karloni? Is that the man you said you were loyal to?"
"Yes, that's him."
Eugenie was completely discouraged. He wiped his face with both hands and tried to raise his eyebrows to cheer himself up: "Kaloni is the leader of the hot spring dragons, and even the leader jointly promoted by the three dragon guards. His power here is beyond your imagination."
"Let me put it this way." He made an analogy: "If something happens to Her Majesty the Queen, then Kaloni is the person everyone most wants to take the throne."
Hitzfeld thought about it for a moment and narrowed his eyes: "Do you think this is a trap?"
"I knew you could see it too." Eugenie grinned at her and nodded continuously: "Yes... I think it's a trap."
"With Kaloni's reputation, he doesn't have to do this."
"I don't think the Kaloni I saw was real. This must be a conspiracy of the Deathly Hallows. They sent someone to disguise themselves as Kaloni and deliberately sent him to do these things, and let us all see him..."
"Of course, I am not the only witness. I am just the most important one among them..."
“You can imagine this, right?”
"If even I, who is loyal to Kaloni, point out that it is him, in other words, I fall into the hands of those people and they use some trickery to pry open my mouth."
"What awaits this country and its people is more than just a party of necromancers..."
Chapter 37: Awakening
The young man thought that after he said this, the two of them would show expressions of surprise, but what he didn't expect was that the two of them were indifferent.
"What's wrong with you?" He looked at them anxiously, "You didn't react at all..."
"This lie is not like your level of truth." Hitzfeld shook his head.
"If you think we are easy to bully, Baron Copperfield, we don't mind taking the evening train back directly." Xia Yibing also said, "After all, we have no reason to stay, we could have stayed out of it."
After listening to Eugenie's statement, the two of them just thought about it casually and judged it to be extremely unreliable.
If it is true as the other party said, that the person he saw while guarding the tomb was Kaloni Deka, the respected leader of the Three Dragon Guards, then since the Undead Party has the ability to disguise themselves as this person, why would they make things so complicated?
Wouldn't it be better to just send this person to do other bad things?
For example, going to the city to kill someone, or launching a vendetta against a political enemy in the conventional sense, and then being "accidentally" seen by citizens... Can't these operations be done?
Why did you have to go through so much trouble to travel to your western suburbs, sneak into the heavily guarded mausoleum, and deliberately let Eugenie Kopperfield, a person who should not be very important in the overall situation, see you like this?
This operation is really too cumbersome and nonsensical. At least if Hitzfeld were to become the party leader, she would definitely not do it this way.
"I really can't explain this..." Eugenie felt a headache after hearing their questions.
He had to admit that these doubts made sense. At the very least, if he were to be removed from the incident and asked to comment, he would also feel that he was talking nonsense.
But he really didn't lie - he even dared to swear, he thought he had not yet fallen to the point of using his faith and beliefs as bargaining chips.
The way he swore made Hitzfeld a little uncertain.
"I know you well," the girl said softly, glancing at Jerry, who was holding Eugenie's arm with a nervous look on her face. "Then I'll trust you for now."
Jie Li breathed a sigh of relief visibly and quickly gave her a grateful look.
Hitzfeld didn't look at her; she was considering the pros and cons of the matter.
Judging from Eugenie's performance in the Fairy Tale Town case, he can definitely be considered a very smart colleague.
Of course, she had not seen Eugenie's performance in solving cases - he actually only acted as a witness and promoter in Fairy Tale Town - so she could only give this evaluation. In her heart, the other party could not be better than Casimir.
But it was enough. Such a tough, calm, and just person was still trustworthy. Even if what he said was a little unreasonable, she would only believe it temporarily.
It is better to use this unreasonableness as a breakthrough point for investigation than to grope in the dark.
Hitzfeld secretly made up her mind that if she really planned to stay and help investigate the case, she would have to ask Eugenie to get to know the people of the Deka family.
The information now is too little, she needs to know more to establish a basic framework.
"Ah, you guys are finally done talking."
When they returned to the table and sat down, Moore-Sully almost groaned in his throat.
If possible, he never wanted to try to pry anything out of Sixus's mouth again. This hateful little girl was simply unyielding, but she knew a lot about the Sally family, which made him curious but helpless.
"I'll just call you Moore." Hitzfeld hesitated for a moment, because she remembered that Sixus said that the other party was less than forty years old.
She felt that Moore would not be very happy with such a look at this age. So compared with honorifics such as "old gentleman" and "Mr.", deliberately calling someone younger might have a better effect.
But before she could say anything else, the entire floor - everyone sitting in the room - felt a shaking.
"Earthquake?" Jelly was stunned.
"No." Moore's face changed instantly. He rushed to the potted plant and carefully approached the window that was mostly blocked by wooden boards, leaving only a small gap for light. After a while, he turned back and said, "We may be in trouble."
The situation downstairs surprised him... At least fifty light trucks wrapped in iron sheets surrounded the mansion, and more villains gathered around, and a faint noise could be heard.
Others also came over to see what was going on, and among them, the Copperfields looked the ugliest.
There is no doubt that these are the reinforcements of the Undead Party. If Hitzfeld and others still have a hope of escaping separately, they will definitely be hunted down to death.
"I don't understand." Moore frowned, "This is not right, it shouldn't be like this..."
In his estimation, the Deathly Haunted Party would definitely suspect Eugenie in disguise as the Sheriff of Metz.
But it is impossible to say that he has any doubts. After all, the substitute chosen by Eugenie is indeed perfect. Whether it is the marginalization of Niang-Polis within the Undead Party or the curse legend that he deliberately created and allowed to spread over the years, he feels that these factors can more or less distract the attention of the Undead Party and prevent them from being sure for a while.
That's why he didn't care about the aftereffects of Eugenie's hypnosis - he didn't stop the young man from killing the five gangsters who sneaked into the house because of the curse of the mansion.
He believed that the Necromancer would first think of the curse.
From this perspective, the more than a hundred people he killed with great effort down there were just the limit.
No matter how many people there are or how powerful they are, it is still a huge burden for the Undead Party. It is not easy to gather so many people here.
This shows that the Undead Party intended to use all their strength on this house from the very beginning, and his disguise was meaningless in the eyes of the other party.
"It's not a surprising development." Sixus sneered, "Didn't you say that someone from the Three Dragon Guards family betrayed them? Maybe they already knew that you were behind this."
Moore's face was livid and he said nothing. He was calculating whether he could still lead everyone to break through in this situation.
The conclusion is no - not to mention that he had already consumed too much energy in the previous wave, and now he is a little slow. Even if he is in his prime and full of energy, he can't cover such a large area with the time projection.
And as long as he dared to miss someone, those villains who found out that something was wrong would immediately aim at him and shoot him into a sieve.
So Moore is pessimistic now.
He felt that he might be doomed and tried hard to think about who he knew who betrayed him.
"Could he be your relative?" Xia Yibing looked at him coldly.
If one of the Three Dragon Guards sided with the Undead Party, it would not be surprising if there was a second one.
"Impossible!" Moore shook his head.
"You don't understand the Time Dragon... Although we are indeed not as powerful as the Frost Dragon and Hot Spring Dragon in some aspects, we can analyze the past and the future... Even if it is probabilistic, it is enough to arouse the fear of the outside world."
And covetousness.
Hitzfeld glanced at him.
Is this something like the School of Prophecy?
If I remember correctly, in most stories, people with the ability to predict the future don't have a good ending, because they usually become tools for the powerful to defy fate.
"So we are secluded in our own clan." Moore continued, "Even I don't know how many people like me there are, and where they are hiding, let alone Simorf."
"I don't believe they can find us. Even if they do, we won't betray them!"
He has great confidence in his people.
Hitzfeld shook his head.
