Chapter 203 Casefile 7: Lich Formation (6)
In the morning, the Whistleblower had already taken away a large amount of offerings as rewards from the Nether Bakery. Judging by the time, they should have been handed over to the undead by now.
Jiang You carried the soul fire of the ghost-faced man No. 4 and followed Andre to the study in the City Lord's Mansion again.
There were two couches in the room, and on the ground below was a magic circle in the shape of O=O. Above the equal sign, that is, in the middle of the two couches, there was a small table with a photo crystal on it.
“What is this…?” Jiang You tilted his head in confusion.
"This is the magic circle drawn by me, the great magician Tomebucha. It allows us to enter the memories in the soul fire at the same time, and also allows the recording crystal to record everything in the memory."
Jiang You understood that if the soul fire was compared to a CD, she was the probe that read the data, and this magic circle allowed all external devices to be connected, such as Andre and the law enforcement recorder.
Andre locked the door and let Jiangyou lie down on one of the couches.
Jiang You did as he was told and took out the large, vibrant, colorful soul fire from his head. The fire looked a lot like a bowl of ice jelly filled with toppings.
“I feel like this thing has a very rich flavor.”
Jiangyou sniffed gently. The black soul fire part exuded the aroma of sesame paste, the purple-red part smelled like sweet red-heart dragon fruit, the green part was a bit like refreshing and stimulating mint, and the amber part was like sticky honey.
She held the soul fire, opened her mouth wide and took a deep breath.
"It really tastes like ice jelly with lots of ingredients!" After she said that, she instantly fell into memory.
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There were flames burning everywhere, and the sounds of horse hooves, the harsh collision of swords and iron tools, and the sound of sharp weapons piercing flesh and blood rang out all around. Jiang You slowly raised his head, his pupils lit up faintly, and he looked around in confusion.
——This, this...what on earth did this come from for her?
Suddenly, a familiar hand grabbed her bony claws and led her to the side of the road.
A galloping horse passed by the ground where she had just stood. On the horse's back sat a dark figure whose face could not be seen clearly. Perhaps it was due to the perspective of the owner of the memory, but the horse and the rider seemed particularly huge.
Jiang You looked up along the hand that was holding her bone claw. Hmm, familiar muscles, familiar handsome face, it was Andre.
"Where are we?" she asked.
"This village looks familiar," Andrei frowned. He looked along the road toward the outside of the village. "Over there, on the hillside outside the village, aren't there a lot of roses planted there?"
"Oh," Takumiu remembered, "So this is the village next to Rose Villa?"
"That should be it." Andre looked around and accurately caught a particularly clear, thin figure: "Let's go, let's follow that child."
"Okay!" Jiang You also discovered that the child was a little different in this memory.
He looked terrified and confused, but his figure was exceptionally solid. Among a group of faceless ghost knights floating around, like black particles, he looked especially like a real person.
The child's face also looked a little familiar, and looked somewhat similar to the true appearance of the Ghost-Faced Man No. 4 under the mask.
He stumbled along the road, and although his expression was confused, his direction was clear. Perhaps he wanted to go home... ?
A wooden house gradually appeared in front of him, but when he was halfway there, a ball of fire burst out from the house.
The flames quickly climbed up the wood to the door beams, window frames, and roof. In a moment, the whole house turned into a fireball. The child sat down on the ground with a look of fear and disbelief on his face.
A black shadow rushed out of the door, and black particles floated around, condensing into a recognizable face. However, Jiang You didn't know him, he just felt that he looked a little familiar.
"This should be old Baron Chandler," Andre said. "He looks a bit like Baron Chandler."
"Oh!" Jiang You looked at the blood-red light flashing on the body of old Baron Chand. He looked at the little boy at his feet, picked him up like a chicken, and held him between his elbows.
"We can't stay here anymore! Come with me if you want to live." His voice was hoarse and rough. The child was confused and at a loss, and nodded.
Everything around me began to spin, and after a while a different picture took shape.
The child stood uneasily on the playground, in the middle of a group of children, shifting his weight from foot to foot like a little chicken.
He obviously knew the kids around him.
"These kids were probably picked up from the village by Old Chandler," Andre frowned. "Did they kill their families and then brainwash them into becoming the princess's personal soldiers?"
"How heartless..." Jiang You couldn't help but complain, "Isn't she afraid of these children's betrayal?"
"The people who massacred the village were Queen Derman's men. What does that have to do with Dersi?" Andre said. "Dersi went crazy and even killed herself. Not a single one of her family escaped. Just tell these children that they can help her avenge their families by joining her, and they will follow her wholeheartedly for the rest of their lives.
"I think if Dracy hadn't had so few people under her command and no one available, she would have asked someone else to take over the role of the hero who saved all the children from old Baron Chandler."
Andrei shrugged. "But these are just children under five. They're too young to remember much. Dresi probably thought it was okay to just mess around."
Jiangyou opened her mouth, but a lot of words she wanted to say were stuck heavily in her throat. In the end, she made no sound and silently closed her upper and lower jaws.
The children each received a number and no longer had their own names.
They were locked up together for training and living. Number 1 was a large child whose face and throat had been burned by flames. His face was bandaged and his eyes were filled with evil.
"This guy should be the ghost-faced man who likes to chop people's heads with steel wire." Andre recognized him: "I remember his scar!"
These children were continuously eliminated in subsequent training, and those who were eliminated disappeared from then on, and no one knew whether they were dead or alive.
The children who stayed behind each learned a specialty, and their weapons and magic were different.
For example, No. 1 is good at fighting with wires and chopping people's heads, while No. 4 is better at controlling shadows, sneaking, and eavesdropping...
In the end, the children gradually grew up and only a dozen people were left on the training ground.
Each of them was given a ghost mask with a different appearance and expression. Some were laughing, some were crying, and some were angry. All of them had hideous faces that made people shudder.
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