Chapter 157 Wild Man
From the first time he was bitten by a dog, Samuel knew that this body was very sensitive.
It's perfectly normal to react.
The red-haired young man who had just reached adulthood was very strong. He could tie up both of his wrists with one hand and lift them up high.
The other hand pressed Samuel's waist, and thus Samuel was nailed to the wall.
A dark room, frosted wallpaper, clear breathing sounds, and an inescapable feeling of oppression.
Samuel thought it was no wonder, as so many people in the circle, both men and women, liked to look for little girls. It turned out to be quite interesting.
Being invaded always makes people feel shy and excited.
It's similar to: Look, he is so obsessed with you, he is trying to conquer you, he controls your body, and you control all his desires.
Samuel was greatly flattered by this mentality and therefore tolerated the puppy's offense.
Allow him to linger on your chest as if declaring his sovereignty after smelling the scent of other puppies.
Allow his lips and teeth to leave marks.
Even if parts of the body that are not meant to bring happiness are forcibly developed, happiness can still be achieved.
Samuel lowered his eyes, and Arnold happened to look up at this moment, and he saw the deep fascination in the puppy's golden eyes.
Samuel was convinced that he was his whole world.
It is always easy for dog owners to lose their minds in the clear eyes of their beloved dogs and spoil their puppies.
Samuel was no exception.
…
The butler came up and knocked on the door to tell Samuel that Bishop Cassius was waiting for him in the reception room.
Samuel finally woke up as if from a dream and pushed away the puppy that was still biting him in the chest.
And slapped him in the face.
Arnold tilted his head. He was a little smarter now than he was two days ago. He was not so submissive anymore and knew how to resist when being beaten.
He asked, "Why did you hit me, mother?"
Samuel replied, "Because you bit me."
He was too embarrassed to say it because something happened while he was distracted and he felt embarrassed.
Fortunately, Arnold is stupid now, Samuel thought.
"Oh." Arnold blinked his eyes. It turned out that he had hurt his mother, so he deserved to be beaten.
Puppy heads are really easy to fool.
Arnold quickly lowered his head, licked them one by one and blew them gently. After finishing, he looked at Samuel with shining eyes, as if asking for praise.
"..." Samuel wiped his face and got out of his arms. "Okay, I have something to go out for. You stay at home and behave yourself."
Arnold nodded.
Afraid of delaying too long, Samuel did not change his clothes. He just took out the magic robe he wore yesterday and put it on the outside.
The time when the zombies appeared was much earlier, which caused Bishop Cassius to come to find him earlier.
Now, it's only nine o'clock in the evening.
As Samuel went downstairs, he passed by servants who were wiping the handrails. They were becoming more respectful to him at the butler's request.
But after passing each other, Samuel could still clearly feel the prying eyes coming from behind him.
They must be wondering if Bishop Cassius and I are still secretly in a relationship, and if I'm going out on a date with him under the guise of patrol.
But they don't know that the real wild man is in my room upstairs.
And he is your husband's son.
——Thinking of this, Samuel couldn't help but curl his lips and smile.
Just then, Bishop Cassius came out of the reception room and saw him smiling. He asked, "Did anything good happen?"
"No," Samuel said, "I was just thinking about how to give you a better excuse later."
The little joke made Bishop Cassius laugh too.
As usual, he asked the butler not to wake him up in the morning. When he came back at noon, Samuel pulled up his hood to cover his face and went out with Bishop Cassius.
They were still walking along the street towards the commercial street, but today, they were not the only ones patrolling - some clergymen in uniform were also on patrol.
Bishop Cassius asked him, "Why do you cover your face?"
"Of course I don't want anyone to see my horrible appearance—does it look good to me?" Samuel asked him. "If someone who doesn't know the inside story sees my face, they might think I'm also a living dead."
The black lines around his body have not disappeared yet.
Every time he washed up, Samuel tried not to look at his face, and he was even more resistant when taking a shower because he always felt like he was wearing fishnet stockings on his thighs.
This association made Samuel feel more disgusted than the disfigurement.
It would be fine if it was just the servants in the mansion, but Samuel didn't want to be looked at strangely by strangers.
Bishop Cassius comforted him: "This does not affect your beauty."
"Oh." Samuel didn't buy it.
So Bishop Cassius changed the subject.
He told Samuel that he had been trying to contact the high priest of the Central Church for the past few days, but there had been no response.
It was as if something invisible was shrouding the Golden Town, and Bishop Cassius was unable to pass any message to the outside world.
Unless he decided to go there himself, they would probably have to solve the strange things in the town by themselves.
Samuel understood. What Bishop Cassius meant was that he had failed to mobilize people, and he didn't know how to solve the problem, so he wanted to discuss it with him. After all, as a great magician, Samuel was a powerful magician no less powerful than Cassius, the bishop of the Vatican.
Bishop Cassius is looking for work for himself.
Based on the current alliance, Samuel couldn't refuse him directly.
I could only vaguely promise, "Of course I'll help, but I won't help you deal with the bodies. The smell of corpses is already strong enough on me, and I hate the smell of them."
"You've become much more cheerful than before," Bishop Cassius said. "If you had rejected people like this before, you wouldn't have had to marry... I'm so sorry."
Bishop Cassius realized he had said something he shouldn't have.
"It's okay." Samuel didn't care. After all, it was the original body that was deceived, not him, and the so-called marriage was also fake. "Let's get back to the topic just now. You know, I'm busy with a lot of things right now, so I'd rather help you academically."
"Help me academically?" Bishop Cassius repeated.
"Yes. The living dead were originally created by evil wizards. It's so long ago that we have no way of knowing whether they were magicians or alchemists. But I believe I can find more information than you priests."
"Indeed. How is Arnold now?"
"Arnold has been a little more normal these past few days. I think his memory is slowly returning. Perhaps he can help us later..." Samuel paused. He had a bad association that made him extremely uncomfortable. "Cassius, you don't think Arnold is the mastermind behind all this, do you?"
Samuel has an inexplicable protective mentality.
Whenever he thought that Bishop Cassius might be targeting the puppy, he felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart for some reason.
Like the anger of being questioned.
Samuel didn't know where this emotion came from. He subconsciously thought that it was because he was protecting his loyal dog and was wary of Bishop Cassius's lack of trust in him.
"No, that's not what I meant. Don't be nervous." Bishop Cassius raised his hand helplessly, indicating to Samuel that he was harmless. "I was just asking casually. By the way, when did you become so close to Arnold?"
Samuel looked at him suspiciously, and when the pain in his heart subsided, he stopped being aggressive and walked side by side with Bishop Cassius again.
But he never answered Bishop Cassius's question.
In the meantime, the two met many clergymen.
Putting aside the fact that the appearance of the living dead is usually very unsettling, Samuel was surprised to find that, objectively speaking, the scene of the priests exorcising the living dead was quite interesting.
These zombies have an extraordinary love for gold. After stealing from the gold shop, they want to steal the house. The dog sneakily pried open the door, climbed through the window, and climbed over the railings.
Then, they would be caught in a net formed by the divine power of a nearby priest and tied together like livestock.
Usually, the net cannot trap the living dead for too long, but when they try to break into private homes again, they will be stopped by other priests who are patrolling the area.
Repeated cycle.
Like Plants vs. Zombies, Samuel thought.
He asked Bishop Cassius, "Was it the same last night?"
"Yes," Bishop Cassius replied with a smile, "I was really sad when you ran away so suddenly. I had to call all the priests to help. I hope they won't complain to the high priest about me. I still want to stay in Golden Town for a few more years."
Samuel laughed too.
In the original body's memory, Bishop Cassius had been serving as the bishop of the branch church in Golden Town for many years. Samuel actually didn't know whether this position was mobile as he said.
But it is undeniable that before the zombie incident, no one did not love this wealthy place.
"Of course I also hope that you will always be the bishop here." Samuel said softly.
It’s best to stay here and not go anywhere, so that I won’t meet you again after I run away, and you won’t find out that I am just a ghost.
Based on this, Samuel wanted Bishop Cassius to serve in the Golden Town for life, even more than Bishop Cassius himself.
"I hope so."
The two stood at the entrance of the commercial street and chatted for a while. Samuel wanted to find a place to sit down, but was stopped by Bishop Cassius.
Bishop Cassius told him that once the living dead were exposed to the sun, they would turn into dust in an instant, so what was on the chair was not dust, but corpse powder.
"Of course, if you are really tired, I can use magic to help you clean the corpse powder off the chair." Bishop Cassius said gently.
“…” Samuel smiled and refused, “Thank you, no thanks, I’ll just stand for a while.”
Samuel estimated that if this continued, soon half of the day would belong to these long-dead people.
I'm afraid they will come out as soon as the sun sets.
Who is behind all this? What is that person going to do with all this gold?
Could it be that he is also a dying person in the same situation as me?
Samuel was hesitating whether to tell Bishop Cassius about this discovery when suddenly he saw a zombie climbing up to the second floor and trying to knock on the glass window.
In desperation, Samuel decisively reached out and tried to use a teleportation array to bring the zombie down.
However, they never expected that there was a zombie crawling in the dark on the ground near them. When he saw the gold bracelet on Samuel's hand, he immediately rushed over with shining eyes.
Before Bishop Cassius took action—
A mysterious and dazzling purple light flashed, and the red-haired young man suddenly appeared, holding the black-robed man who was a head shorter than him in his arms, and kicked the zombie who was close to him away.
Everything happened so fast.
As a result, Samuel had no time to stop Arnold from saying the terrifying words, "Mother, don't be afraid, I'm here."
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