Chapter 211: Transformation and the Creation of Liches
"You don't have to die so soon." Jiang You's jaw creaked suspiciously. "You can go out and play more, walk more, and make up for the shortcomings in your life."
Mi You sniffed touchedly: "Woo, you are so nice to me! Besides Mr. Mebucha, you are the first person who is so nice to me!"
Just this alone can move her like this...Jiangyou looked at Mi You with even more pity in his eyes.
They continued to talk about the case for a while, but unfortunately Mi You had always been the one being used. She knew nothing about Mi Funa's private cooperation and plans with Dresi, and most of the information had to be shared with her by Jiang You.
Jiang You had anticipated this situation. She chatted with Mi You for a while about future plans, the location of the gallery and residence, and finally turned to where Mi You would stay tonight.
Mi You had no intention of returning to the brewery, as she had a deep psychological trauma from it. Fortunately, there were plenty of vacancies in West Eston, so Jiang You called in Angris, who efficiently found a temporary place for Mi You and arranged for the gallery to open.
One of the benefits of being a boss is that she has countless subordinates to help her solve problems. Jiang You only needs to tell her subordinates what she wants, and the rest can be left to the professionals.
After seeing off Mi You, who was so cheerful and fluttering like a white sheet, Jiang You finally felt at ease. She packed up another batch of offerings and carried them to the weaving workshop.
The weaving workshop at night was busier than Jiangyou had imagined. She'd assumed the spider spirits would still abide by the rules of the Discipline Sect and retire early, but she happened to stumble upon Auntie Wolf, who was hosting a book club for them. Many children and parents from the neighborhood had come, eating, drinking, listening to stories, and learning lessons. The scene was incredibly harmonious.
The offerings brought by Jiangyou enriched the snack selection for tonight's reading club. Eating the offerings to replenish the soul's energy, listening to the stories to gain wisdom and enrich the mind, for the newly arrived kidna, there was probably no more satisfying moment than this evening.
In addition, it has been proven that as long as the soul energy is replenished enough, even learning words and knowledge will not make the spider spirits go crazy.
After taking the first step, the second step became a natural progression. Following Alexi's demonstration and Aunt Wolf's instruction, many of the katydids bravely tried a few simple spells.
All attempts were successful. The cicadas were surprised that they could remain calm and use magic. Some people also began to vaguely feel that there seemed to be something wrong with the tribe’s past practices... In short, more and more cicadas made up their minds to move their families to the west city of Eston.
There are jobs with good salaries here, offerings that are both delicious and can replenish their soul energy, keep them calm, and eliminate violent episodes, as well as schools and reading clubs where children can receive an education... There is no place more suitable to live than here!
Jiang You naturally welcomed this. These weavers were valuable skilled workers, and the new clothing industry in Eston West City was just beginning, so they needed a lot of skilled workers.
She could foresee that this city... no, this entire territory would become better and better.
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Leodore's flying speed was very fast. It only took him half an hour to catch up with the day's forced march of the Great Magician Mebucha and his men. Even the last fifteen minutes were spent looking for people.
When the black-haired, green-eyed knight rode on the dragon's back, as if a divine weapon had descended from the sky, all the knights, coachmen, and servants present spontaneously exclaimed "Wow" from the bottom of their hearts.
Magician Mebucha didn't exclaim "Wow," but his eyes sparkled with admiration for the dragon rider. He held his staff in his hand, maintaining his image, and secretly muttered to himself, "There's a dragon—I mean, if I have a dragon to ride, why would I be tossed around on horseback all day? My thighs are already rubbed raw—"
"Great Magician Mebucha," Andre said, "There's been new progress in the case! We already know the princess's identity!"
The great magician, who was exhausted and drowsy from a whole day's forced march, suddenly perked up: "Who is it?!"
"Eleanor van Chand, the widow of Baron Chand!"
It was difficult to talk on dragon's back, so Andrei switched horses and rode alongside Mebucha. Leodore, having regained his human form, didn't rush back to Eston West City. Instead, he sat in the team's carriage, pulled out a bag of cakes from somewhere, and devoured them with a clamor.
The great magician Mebucha struggled to move his gaze away from the colorful little cake that looked delicious, and fell on Andre's opening and closing lips. Then, for some unknown reason, his gaze drifted uncontrollably back to the little cake, and was once again moved back by the great magician's willpower.
Little Dragon Leodo seemed to notice the Great Magician's gaze and generously took out a small cake and handed it to the Great Magician: "Come on, come on, Boss You baked this small cake. It's super delicious. Have one too!"
"Thank you! You are such a good dragon!" The great magician Mebucha said sincerely. After taking a bite of the delicious cake, he was finally able to concentrate on listening to Andre.
Andre: The case is solved. The true love of the great magician Mebucha is the cupcake!
"Eleanor van Chand was probably replaced by the princess at Rose Hill." Andre spoke quickly. "On the day Baron Chand died, at 2:30 p.m., Peter, the jester, heard a man and a woman arguing on his balcony. I suspect that was the time Eleanor was murdered. The arguing Peter heard might have been when Valentine attacked Eleanor, or perhaps it was the argument between Valentine and Deresi after the attack on Eleanor due to a disagreement."
"Hmm," Magician Mebucha swallowed the small cake in his mouth and said, "The core of lich cultivation is the creation of a phylactery. As long as the soul is bound to the phylactery, the lich will have an eternal anchor in this world. Whether they have a body or not, or what kind of body they have, it does not affect their existence.
"Of course, no sane person would want to be imprisoned in a small box. Without freedom, the phylactery is its coffin. Therefore, a lich usually prepares at least one body for itself when crafting its phylactery. These bodies are merely interchangeable shells. As long as a connection is established between the shells, an anchor point connecting them to the phylactery is laid, the lich can theoretically move freely between these bodies."
"Wait a minute, so it's not very easy for a lich to create a body?"
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