Chapter 3 Happy Undead
"What the hell are you going crazy?" Panis asked with his head held back and hid far away, full of grief: "Suddenly he became like two female lunatics. Are you really going to kill me?"
"Hahaha, you may not believe it, but it is actually just an accident." The two ladies looked around with slight eyes and said with a wry smile: "Look, you happened to appear in the right place at the right time, and we happened to hit the right position from the right angle. Everything is actually coincidence and the arrangement of fate."
"So that's the case... who would believe it?" Panis shouted angrily: "I'm not stupid enough to be fooled by you. Also, you two little guys come down for me, if you don't come down, I'll beat you up. Especially you, Little Deer, that thing is my head, not your one, you can't take it off no matter how much you hold it and shake it. And Anne, you too, don't you know that it will hurt if you use your hair to swing? No matter how nonsense, you certainly don't hurt, that's my hair, and the person who hurts is me. Ahhh, you two are enough, why did I make trouble around me as soon as I came back? Who taught you to ruin it?"
The two conscious little undead obviously liked to be with Panis. The girls were originally a little strange about this behavior, but as time went by, the ladies gradually understood Panis's identity and guessed the reason why the two little undead like Panis so much. Seeing that Panis was at a loss at the sight of the two little guys riding on them, Catherine held back a smile and pulled Panis's neck hard, trying to hold down the little skeleton that was exchanging his head and Panis' head. After stuffing the two little guys a handful of snacks and sending the two happy children away, Catherine looked at their backs with a smile and said, "They are particularly sticking to you because of the curse on you. The power from the God of Death is entrenched on you. This purest power of death makes them like they meet their dearest relatives."
"Well, that is the same power as their origin. It is their instinct to pursue the power of the origin. In fact, I knew it from the beginning. But they didn't know it myself." Panis looked at the backs of the two little guys, and his eyes were no longer in his unconscious disgust and resentment when he first met them, leaving only his doting for the two innocent children: "But they are also very interesting, and they have been living with living people. The power of death has not decreased much. Logically speaking, even if they are high-level undead, they do not need to move freely at night or the environment of the death place, but they will be affected some more over time with the living. Who knows that the two of them are not affected, but are becoming more and more active, which is surprising."
"Isn't this because of you?" Catherine asked. "I thought it was you who influenced them."
"It shouldn't be." Panis shook his head and said, "But I can't tell you, there are all possibilities. After all, we don't even understand why they have gradually gained sanity in recent decades, let alone where they get the energy of death."
"Do you still remember, Panis?" Catherine frowned and said with some uncertainty: "I seem to have told you before, but I didn't say it in detail. It was the time when we went to the City of Innocence. One time I had a dream, a very strange dream. I seemed to see you together in the world of the dead. Lord Nellie launched a frontal charge in the face of the tide of the dead."
"Yeah, you told me." Panis nodded and said, "But I deliberately changed the subject, hehe, what's wrong?"
"I don't know if I have said another thing." Catherine hesitated for a moment and said, "After I woke up, I found that Anne was awake too. She said she always had such dreams and often dreamed of such scenes."
"It seems to have been mentioned," Panis said, groping his chin, "Maybe your spirits have influenced each other, so you dream about the things she dreamed of."
"But it's obvious that she can't have experienced those things." Catherine shook her head and said, "So I've always had a worry."
"Are you worried that they are actually Danakus' eyes?" Panis smiled and said, "Don't worry, they won't. Don't forget that Danakus can't even absorb the soul power of the believers' sacrifice. Every time the believers' sacrifice ends in failure, this means that his will is still sleeping, at least at that time. Now I don't know what the situation is, maybe it has been reawakened. But judging from their performance, they are not affected."
"That's good, I'm worried about this." Catherine sighed and said, "If they were affected, it would be troublesome. I don't want to watch them turn back into the unconscious undead with two cute children."
"What if, I mean," Panis lowered his voice and said, "What if there is a possibility of such a change?"
"When they really change, I will send them back to sleep in person." Catherine said without hesitation: "But as long as they have not lost their minds for a day, as long as they have not changed for a day, I will regard them as family members for a day, and will never allow anyone to hurt them for any reason. Your question is very strange. Is there any insider information we don't know that will ask this?"
"That's not, it's just that someone asked me a similar question two days ago." Panis curled his lips and said, "That guy Antuyin, those people under him, I suspect that I've been exposed to magic potions since I was a child and have burned my brains. I actually hope that we can send the two little guys to the Mage Tower to observe and study for a while. Haha, the courage is commendable."
"Damn it." Katherine raised her eyebrows and said dissatisfiedly: "What do they treat these two children as?"
"Don't be angry." Panis shrugged, "I don't think he has the courage to come up with similar ideas for the second time. However, for Anne and the others, those people have put forward a very reasonable idea. They believe that there have been several sensible undeads in recent decades, which can actually be regarded as the embodiment of the will of the gods. Although Danacus is still sleeping, even if he only has a vague will, perhaps under the influence of the rules, there will be a few more sober undeads in the world."
Chapter completed!