My cemetery is connected to the game world.

The Oath of Glory Empire, northwest Kurdish province.

On the flat wilderness, a new steam train spewed out thick smoke and ran rapidly. The animals along the way were not used to this huge "monster" that appeared not long ago, and they all fled in panic amidst the loud whistle.

As the most remote area of ​​the empire, many steam technology products that are common on the eastern coast are still rare here.

Most of the passengers in the green carriage were riding this state-of-the-art means of transportation for the first time. After a few days of travel, they were still looking at the scenery outside the window in novelty.

Different from the ordinary carriages that are crowded and full of mixed smells, there are luxury carriages specially prepared for the rich in the middle section of the train. As long as you use some money, you can get a compartment of your own.

Helot was sitting alone in his own private room, with a cup of steaming coffee on the table and today's newspaper in his hand.

Look at the front page...

"The newly developed heavy-duty steam passenger airship of Tomorrow Heavy Industries has completed its final flight test. Ms. Irina, the president of Tomorrow Group, announced that the new heavy-duty steam passenger airship is registered as 'Giant Whale'.

Tomorrow's Sky Transportation Company has already placed an order for 40 whale airships. It is believed that this airship, which can carry 265 passengers at a time, will greatly enhance the competitiveness of Tomorrow's Sky Transportation in the industry.

A palace official revealed that the Royal Military Commission is seeking to cooperate with Tomorrow Heavy Industries to develop a military version based on the Giant Whale heavy steam airship.

......"

Helot didn't finish reading the front-page news before turning to the next page of the newspaper.

"The Tomorrow Technology Foundation invested in a total of 239 new scientific research projects in the last financial quarter, with an investment amount of up to 6 million pounds..."

Turn over again...

"Lady Irina rejected Earl Sekom's proposal. She once again publicly declared that she was married and loved her husband and son very much.

But no one has seen Irina’s husband and son. Is this a lie made up by Ms. Irina to reject those who covet her to create a business empire? "

Turn over again...

"Ms. Irina announced that she will participate in the election of the next imperial parliament member in her personal capacity.

......"

"Ms. Irina..."

If he hadn't known that the "Empire Daily" belonged to the imperial royal family, Helot would have thought that his mother, who was good at investing, had bought the newspaper.

Ugh……

In order to build momentum for this election as a member of the Imperial Parliament, my mother really made a lot of big news. She was also busy participating in various rallies and activities, and she even forgot about her son's graduation.

Helot put down the newspaper and looked out the window.

There are not many modern things to see in the remote northwest of the empire, and it also has a rural style that is not found in cities with high-rise buildings. A large river flows quietly on the continuous grassland, and herds of sheep and cattle eat grass leisurely. Herdsmen ride on their horses and look up at the running train.

In the distance on the horizon, a small town appeared.

That was the destination of Helot's trip... Hog Town.

Helot remembered that the last time she returned to Hog Town was when she was ten years old. At that time, her mother's business was in trouble and she had to take her young self to seek shelter from her father.

Without asking any questions, my father took in my mother who had decided to leave the family and gave her all his savings.

For my young self, that was definitely a magical time, because there were so many things in Claulund Manor that outsiders could hardly imagine.

Helot took out a letter from his coat pocket.

This was the first letter his father wrote to him, but he received it four years later, which also meant that his father had been missing for four years.

After receiving the letter, Helot hesitated whether to come back. After all, his mother strictly prohibited him from contacting his father.

In order to prevent her Claude family bloodline from awakening, she was not even allowed to learn how to apply magic.

"The undead does not belong to this era. It has made your father lonely for the rest of his life. You must not bear this curse again!"

However, his mother's indifference during this period made Herot feel rebellious.

He decided to go back to Crowlund Manor without telling his mother...

The train stops at Hogtown.

After getting off the train, Herot did not visit the town, but directly hired a carriage to go to Claulund Manor.

Crowlund Manor is located in a dense forest to the west outside the town.

Entering the depths of the forest, there is a light layer of mist shrouding the trees, all the trees are black, even the leaves are black. There was also a cry-like sound echoing in all directions, adding to the terrifying tone.

At this point, the coachman said nothing and moved forward.

He refused Helot's increase in price, put the man down, quickly turned the carriage around and left as if to escape.

Helot was left carrying his suitcase, looking at the dense forest shrouded in fog around him in confusion.

There is no road and no direction, where should I go?

Helot recalled the last time his mother took him to seek refuge. They had faced the same situation.

So Herot shouted to the mist: "I am Herot Boneshatter, the Old One, Claulund."

After giving his family name, the whispering in the forest immediately stopped, and the mist opened to both sides, revealing a straight passage.

Helot carried his suitcase and walked forward along the misty passage.

After walking about a kilometer, a huge manor appeared in front of us.

Outside the manor is a wall built of granite, filled with white skulls. There was a black mist floating on the towering iron gate, and through the cracks you could see the eerie old castle inside.

When Herot walked to the iron gate, the door opened automatically.

A skeleton wearing gentleman's clothes, a white shirt, and a bow tie greeted him from inside.

He saluted respectfully to Herot: "Welcome home, my Master Herot."

"You are..." Helot forgot the name of this skeleton.

The skeleton took the suitcase from Helot and introduced himself: "I am the steward of Claulund Manor, you can call me Kurt. Come in quickly, the slaves of the manor are looking forward to the arrival of our new master. .”

Herot followed the skeleton butler into the manor and said, "I haven't decided to inherit the Claulund family yet."

The skeleton butler paused and said sadly: "This is your right, Master Helot. The undead have long been no longer accepted by this world. People who have visited Claulund Manor can queue up to Hog Town. And now... Hog Town has repeatedly proposed to demolish this place because the townspeople believe that the manor full of undead affects the development of the town.

Maybe it should be over..."

Helot watched the butler's straight spine collapse a little.

He knew that if he did not inherit the Crowlund Manor, the manor and the woodland would become ownerless. If Hogg Town wants to demolish this place, there will be no obstacles.

The undead living here will naturally be expelled or eliminated.