NOVEL WEB Chapter 37, Come to my place when you have time.
Chapter 37, Come to my place when you have time.
At dawn.
Deacon Yazde returned with three adventurer teams.
When he saw the bloodstains on the ground and the corpses covered with white cloth, his face turned extremely grim.
Like a clown, he was lured out of the city, and then the Adventurer's Guild Hall was almost wiped out.
Regardless of the losses this time, the occurrence of this incident is a stain on his career as a deacon.
Deacon's study.
"What's the situation with the casualties?" Yazde leaned on his cane, took a deep breath, and asked.
Deputy Deacon Madam Slater was sitting on the sofa, stroking a docile leopard, "What do you expect?"
"Slater, I don't have time for jokes with you."
"Three injured. The people who entered the Adventurer's Guild can be confirmed as members of the Divine Punishment Sect. One of them is Elder Bagdong, along with seven other members of the sect. From the current investigation, two of the seven seem to be key members of the sect." Slater softly reported the findings.
Yazde frowned, "Only three were injured?"
"Are you disappointed?"
"You know that's not what I mean." Yazde's face showed some doubt and surprise as he continued, "You mean the three members of the fourth squad killed eight members of the Divine Punishment Sect? Including Bagdong?"
Slater raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, "I'm surprised too, but that's the fact. Bagdong's head was chopped off by Otruluk with a single sword strike."
Yazde was still too shocked to speak.
It was as if he was replaying the whole event in his mind.
The Elder of the Divine Punishment Sect, surrounded by the guard team and three adventurer teams.
Was killed by a newly formed team of just three people.
All the effort they spent being lured out of the city—wasn't this whole operation just a joke?
"Sigh~! It seems I'm really getting old."
Slater continued, "Where did you recruit that kid from?"
"Who?" Yazde immediately reacted, "Oh, Wu Heng. What, did he do something special again this time?"
Slater smiled, stood up, and dusted off her clothes, "Just asking casually. You got lucky this time, recruiting a pretty good kid."
"Really?"
Slater continued, "By the way, no need to wait for a vacancy in squads one or two, transfer 'Yuli' to the fourth squad."
Yazde frowned slightly, "Are you sure?"
"Yes, there's just an opening in the fourth squad, let her go there and get some experience."
"I suggest you wait a bit longer."
"Let's have her start with the fourth squad, if it doesn't work out, she can be reassigned later." Slater continued.
"Alright, I'll arrange it when the time comes. You just have her come over."
Slater nodded and walked out of the room.
Yazde also opened the door and said to a busy staff member, "Call Otruluk over."
"Yes, Deacon."
......
Wu Heng walked home with Barson.
Both of them looked a bit disheveled, attracting a lot of attention.
Having killed the Elder and members of the Divine Punishment Sect this time, they should receive quite a reward.
Of course, the reward is no longer important; he was more interested in that level 12 corpse.
One against three, and a body that could withstand bullets.
Such a thing could only be seen in sci-fi movies.
If he could convert that corpse into an undead, his side's combat power would definitely see a significant boost.
He had already submitted the application for his second skeleton.
He wondered if this corpse would be approved for him.
Other adventurers wouldn't find the corpse as useful, but it would be most valuable in his hands.
Thinking about this, he continued walking back with Barson.
Creak, creak~!
A carriage slowed down beside him.
The curtain on the carriage window was pulled back slightly, revealing the mature and beautiful face of 'Madam Slater'.
"Where are you going?"
Uh...
"Going back to rest," Wu Heng replied directly.
"Get in, I'll take you back." Slater gestured.
"Actually, I have a habit of morning exercise, so I plan to walk back."
"Alright, then let's chat at your place."
"Open the door, I'm getting in."
As Wu Heng was about to get in with Barson, he heard Slater say, "Let your skeleton sit outside."
"Barson, you sit outside."
Barson immediately sat next to the coachman, and the round helmet made the coachman take a few extra glances.
Entering the carriage, a warm and fragrant scent greeted him.
It wasn't overpowering, but it was very pleasant.
Slater was dressed casually, with the leather armor and protective gear she wore last night neatly folded beside her.
She looked like a lazy noblewoman, dignified and mature.
The leopard lay at her feet, not raising its head, but its eyes were fixed on him.
Slater picked up a wine glass beside her, poured two glasses of fruit wine, and handed one to Wu Heng.
"What exactly happened last night?"
Wu Heng glanced at the voluptuous beauty and said, "The captain will write a report; I don't know much either."
"Just talk casually, let's chat."
I don't believe you at all.
After thinking about it, he said, "Late last night, I found the enemy in the corridor outside the training room, and after killing them with the skeleton warrior, I went to help Kavina and the captain."
He briefly explained, as the sequence of events could be easily guessed.
"The corpse outside the training room was the first person you encountered?" Slater leaned back on the wooden couch.
"Yes, a swordsman."
"How did you kill him?"
"The skeleton isn't affected by the night, and I'm a mage. Two against one wasn't hard." Wu Heng explained.
"Hmm." Slater hummed in response, glancing at him again, and softly said, "You should be more careful in the future. The Divine Punishment Sect lost an Elder; there might be some retaliation."
"Thank you for the reminder, Deputy Deacon."
After Wu Heng expressed his thanks, a question suddenly flashed through his mind. Following the topic, he directly asked, "During last night's battle, that Elder from the Divine Punishment Sect suddenly grew scales. Is that also a skill?"
Slater was a Whisperer in the guild.
Collecting various intelligence and secrets, she might not be extremely knowledgeable, but she knew a lot.
Certainly more than he did.
Slater took a sip of the wine before continuing, "Elder Bagdong of the Divine Punishment Sect is rumored to have awakened his bloodline in a slave's beast cage, gaining abilities that ordinary people don't have. Some say it's the legendary Black Dragon, others say it's a demon python.
But in the end, there's no definitive answer. Maybe even Bagdong doesn't know what ability he's inherited."
Bloodline?
Black Dragon, demon python?
In a magical world, the concept of awakening a bloodline was something he could accept.
But he still couldn't quite understand—whether it was a dragon, a python, or whatever—how did they produce human offspring?
It somewhat challenged the knowledge from textbooks.
"Oh, I see." Wu Heng nodded to show he understood.
He didn't display too much confusion, so as not to let the other party see that he understood nothing.
The carriage creaked forward.
The coachman called out a reminder, "Madam, we've reached the crowded area."
"Thank you, Madam Slater, for giving me a ride. I'll head back now." Wu Heng stood up and said.
"Hmm, when you have time, come to the Golden Cat. I'll introduce you to some pretty girls. The more you interact, the less nervous you'll be."
"Uh... sure."
Wu Heng got off the carriage with Barson and walked towards his place.
The carriage behind him slowly turned around and left.
......
Back at his place.
A wave of fatigue washed over him. After a simple breakfast, he had Barson guard the door and went to bed to rest.
When he woke up, it was already noon.
After washing up, he headed straight to the zombie world.
In the living room.
Barson took off his leather armor, revealing white ribs.
One rib was broken, and two adjacent ribs had cracks.
This was caused by the knee strike from that Elder during last night's battle.
If it were a living being, the injury would heal with potions and natural recovery, but for an undead skeleton, it's not that simple.
Wu Heng found a roll of red tape and wrapped it around the broken bone a few times.
He said, "I'll ask about bone repair methods when I get the chance. Hang in there for a while."
Necromancy is a branch of the mage's path, so there must be a way to repair the body of an undead skeleton, but as a self-taught necromancer, Wu Heng didn't know how yet.
He could only have Barson endure it for now. He'd fix it once he figured it out later.
After finishing up with Barson, he went straight to the rooftop.
The skeleton warriors were still neatly arranged, and four skeletal dogs of varying sizes ran over, wagging their tails.
Wu Heng took out a map and glanced at it, his finger pointing to the location of the commercial street.
The three mutated dogs blocking the way had already been killed by him, so he could head to the commercial street now. The gold and silver shops there should have plenty of stock.
In any world, money can solve 99% of problems.
After deciding, he gave the order, "Follow me."
Clatter!
The skeleton warriors on standby immediately moved, following behind him as they headed downstairs.