"Hello, Miss Yomira...but I'm sorry, we're not here to join here."

No matter how kind the tone was, the sound in the skeleton's mouth was quite hoarse and unpleasant. Yi Ming could only barely determine her gender and title from the beautiful decorations placed in front of her wizard robe. However, even so, speaking to a skeleton whose body could not be seen with a slim body was still not a very easy thing to tolerate, especially when the skeleton tilted her head at them like an innocent little girl and asked in a humming nasal voice "Yeah".

"We're just looking for someone."

Feeling Meyalie's hand holding her arm tighter, Yi Ming seemed to be unable to do anything except smile secretly.

"I would like to ask, is Enni here? We have something to do......"

Before Yi Ming could finish his words, countless bone-made flying knives had appeared in front of him and aimed at his throat.

"No matter who it is, it is not allowed to call Lord Belukelin's name directly."

The already hoarse voice became even more gloomy and terrifying now.

“……………………………………………”

"Yomilla, you are still so irritable, why can't you use your brain?"

Another voice came from behind her, although it was also unpleasant, but it was already considered soft and beautiful than Yomila.

"Don't you think about why this gentleman calls Lord Belukelin that way?"

Two skeletons, well, although Yi Ming is not an expert in human anatomy, and he is not interested in the differences between those skeletons, at least the later skeleton has a very obvious feature. Her (should be ‘it’) magician robe is different from the one before. It looks beautiful and chic, and there is a very delicate skull symbol tattooed on it. I don’t know if it is a self-portrait.

“…………………………………………………”

Yomira had no brains - this is a fact. You can't expect a guy who is empty in his skull to do something, but this does not mean that she can't think. At the reminder of the skeleton behind, her black and light-free eye sockets looked straight at the three of them, as if they were carefully observing and looking at them. Then she gently stretched out her bone finger and flicked her finger, and the bone-making flying knife that emerged out of thin air disappeared immediately. At this moment, another skeleton also came over.

"Welcome to the Dark Tower. I am Minervar. The Dark Tower magic instructor... Please sit down, I will ask my sister to prepare delicious black tea and desserts for you."

"We are here to find Ainie, and hope she is here...If she is not here, can you tell me when she can come back? We'll disturb you again at that time."

It is definitely not a good interest to drink tea with skeletons in the dark tower in broad daylight.

"We don't know when Lord Belukelin will come back, so I'm so sorry."

Minervar nodded to the three of them--the tone might have been mixed with an apology smile, but unfortunately the skull could not make any expression.

"However, since the three are the acquaintances of Lord Belukelin, please be sure to accept our hospitality, otherwise when the host comes back, he will find that we are not well-received, he will be punished."

(………Yiming? Let’s go back quickly.)

"Brother Yiming……?”

"All right."

Ignoring the pleas of the two, Yi Ming nodded readily to agree, and then he frowned again. It was just because Meyari had not achieved his goal and frowned his arm in protest.

These two people really have no adventurous spirit at all.

The reception room looks quite luxurious, the wine-colored and red carpet looks steady and atmospheric, and the exquisitely carved tables and chairs also give people a sense of time. However, Mealli and Lita are obviously not adapted, but they can't blame them. No one can adapt. Especially after Miss Minervar lit the green candle, the atmosphere that looks a little more like a horror movie is becoming more and more obvious.

"We are really happy to see the three, because there have been no one here for nearly forty years, except for Lord Belukolin. The current magician seems to not want to learn the magic of communicating with the soul at all. It is really a headache and emotion..." Minervar explained helplessly while pouring tea for them. Perhaps because she noticed the fear of Mealli and Lita, she deliberately put on a hood, hid her upper half of her face, leaving only her white mouth open and closed.

Honestly, it's more scary than not wearing it.

"Miss Lita is a magic envoy. I would like to ask, which tower's magic faction are you electing to?"

"I, I just just became a magician, and I have no choice yet..."

Lita replied uneasyly.

"In this way...... Then I can ask, which tower magic faction are you planning to learn?"

Yi Ming tasted the lipstick tea, but it seemed that there was no taste. But Mei Yali, who had always loved this thing as life, didn't know why she didn't pick up the cup. She just leaned against Yi Ming and quietly held his hand. This young lady is really...

(Let me bear it, otherwise I might not be able to pull my sword and slash it over.)

Mealli's almost begging voice appeared in Yiming's mind, making him smile proudly. It was just to see Mealli's good show that he half-jokingly agreed to Minervar's invitation.

“I…I haven’t decided yet…”

Lita looked at Yi Ming carefully, not knowing how to answer.

"So, should you learn the magic of the Dark Tower?"

"Why?!"

Lita was stunned.

But Minervar did not stop, but continued to speak.

"I think you will be very suitable for this magic, Miss Lita. You have a gentle and kind heart that is very suitable for learning our magic. If you want, we will be happy to teach you..."

When can gentleness and kindness be related to necromancer magic?

Yiming and Meallie looked at each other in confusion, completely unable to understand. Lita was also a little curious, saying that she was gentle and kind, naturally she would not be angry, but saying that this is an important condition for becoming a necromancer... This is a bit far-reaching. Looking back at the necromancers that everyone encountered in that castle, they could not associate it with the word gentle and kindness in any case. Moreover, there is also Aini. Although the lady was not particularly evil, it was also weird.

"I think you have some misunderstandings."

Minervar took out the pastry from somewhere and put it on it. It looked delicious-colored - it should not have a warranty period.

"Although the magic we teach is the power of the soul, it is definitely not the necromancer, and of course it is not neither."

"Who dares to say that Lord Belukelin is a necromancer? Let me not tear his internal organs!!"

Yomira roared fiercely and hated, but kept silent as Mineval coughed as if she was reminded. It seemed that she was really not suitable for the welcome work, and no wonder there was no student here.

"So, what's the difference between the two? Minervar... Miss?"

Yi Ming is interested.

"The so-called undead magicians are just beingselling their souls, abandoning their bodies, becoming the master servants of the soul and gaining extremely powerful existences. But in fact, what they know is only death magic. They are completely different from necromancers. If you want to say it, the mage who learns the magic faction of the Dark Tower should be called ghost mages, not necromancers."

Compared to my sister, my sister's explanation is indeed easy to understand.

"The necromancer magic is not as terrifying as you think, Miss Lita." She turned to Lita, obviously very enthusiastic about it.

"Although necromancer magic also has magic spells that deprive others of their lives, it is not the whole of necromancer magic. In fact, talking to the souls and obtaining their assistance and knowledge is the true meaning of necromancer magic. You can talk to the souls who wander around the world and pray for their help. The souls will thank you and provide you with some help. For example... this..."

As he said that, Minervar stretched out his right hand and began to sing the spell. Soon, a translucent ball appeared in the center of her palm. Then Minervar's fingers moved slightly, and the translucent ball suddenly shot out, hitting the candle with extremely accurate accuracy, turning it into two parts, turning it into two pieces. Then it quickly solidified, and even the flame turned into solid, like frozen water droplets.

"This is the necromancer magic..."

Lita stared blankly at the candle wreckage in front of her, not knowing what to say.

"The necromancer is not as terrifying as you think. I think you have met Lord Belukelin. Do you think she is an evil, terrible chant?"

Even if Yomira behind her did not exude the oppressive murderous aura, Lita would not deny this. In fact, even in Yiming and Mealli, there was nothing wrong with Aini except for her personality and a hopeless quirk. She was completely unable to connect her with blood, bones and corpses. However, the two people in front of her were too unconvincing.

"You can think about it."

Perhaps seeing their concerns, Minervar did not ask them to make a decision immediately. She stood up, obviously seeing off the guests.

"We do not ask you to respond now, and since you are friends of Lord Belukolin, the gates of the Dark Tower will always be open to the three. We are very welcome whenever we come."

Yi Ming also stood up helplessly and shrugged at Mealie who had finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that we can only come again tomorrow.

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