A strange world

Chapter 1060 Section 291. Puzzles and treasures

The passers-by on the street walked around with fear. They didn't know Annan, but they were afraid of the uniform he was wearing.

Annan glanced around. According to the order, they had to find the marks of lions, snakes and badgers before they could find the location of the things.

He asked the bakery auntie who was worried because no customers dared to come because he was standing here: "Have you seen a 'lion'?"

"I don't know..."

"Lion may be a painting, a graffiti." Annan added.

"I don't know..."

"Maybe it's a person nicknamed Lion..." Annan reminded.

The bakery auntie, who was about the same size as Aunt Susan, showed grievance: "I don't know what a lion is."

"Uh. It's..."

Annan took out paper and pen to draw for her.

The bakery auntie shook her head. At this moment, Terry ran in and said, "Master Olme, I saw a snake!"

"Are you sure?"

"Well! This season, it shouldn't be a coincidence."

Annan was about to follow Terry away, and the bakery aunt suddenly exclaimed, "Are you Master Olme?"

"What's wrong?" Annan turned around.

"We have all heard the story of you destroying the Free Blade and bringing peace to the new king... This is for you, it's still warm!" The excited bakery aunt wrapped a large piece of white bread for Annan.

"This..."

Annan didn't know what to say.

The new kings are the basic base of the kingdom. They will definitely do their best to slander the Free Blade. It's not surprising that civilians have such a perception.

It's all Bar's good work...

Annan had to accept the gift from the bakery aunt, holding a bag of bread and Terry out.

"There..."

Terry pointed to a stopped truck, which was loaded with goods sent from outside, and a snake tail like a hemp rope stuck out from under the tarpaulin.

It was indeed a snake, but what about the lion? Did they find the lion accidentally, or did they jump over it?

"Sir, the truck is moving..." Terry reminded in a low voice.

It seems to be just a coincidence, unless... the mysterious man is nearby.

Could the mysterious man be a wizard of the prophecy school?

Annan asked the uneasy merchant: "Do you have a badger here?"

"No... no, if you need it..."

"No, you can go." Annan waved his hand.

Terry came over again: "Sir, do you need to follow him?"

"No, he should know nothing."

There is no need for a professional, a pickpocket can put the snake into the truck.

Gather the men together and tell them the guess: "If the mysterious man is nearby, we will pretend to be people who help Barbatod next."

This is not easy, after all, the new king is spreading the rumor that Barbatod's arrest is closely related to Olme.

But as long as the mysterious man gives himself a chance to speak, Annan is confident that he can explain it clearly.

"Do you understand?"

"I understand."

"We have to pretend to help Wuwu--"

Terry quickly covered Martin's mouth, and Annan gave him a thumbs up.

The badger's appearance is very special, which makes it easy for them to identify it. And just in case, Annan and Martin said: "Notify us if you see a mouse."

Eagles, lions, and snakes are all on this street, and the badger should be similar.

They searched half of the street along the outer wall of the street, and Martin found the "mouse".

"You really guessed it..."

Annan said modestly: "I just know Martin."

The badger's hiding place is in a dark alley, as graffiti on the wall, running towards the depths of the alley.

It's called solving a puzzle, but it's actually a test of observation ability.

Annan looked at the end of the alley in the direction of the badger, where there was an iron door nailed shut with wooden boards, rusty, and scattered with footprints and urine.

Annan asked his men to drive away the vagrants hiding outside the alley, pry open the wooden boards, and open the dusty iron door.

The cold wind first rushed into the house, lifting the dust that was falling.

Terry was the first to walk in with an oil lamp and check around.

Behind the iron gate was an ordinary abandoned house with no windows and a thick layer of dust everywhere. The only clean things were Terry who walked in and a wooden box on the table.

Terry picked up the wooden box and retreated to Annan.

"It seems that this is the thing that Babatod said could save him."

Annan took the wooden box, which was only the size of a jewelry box, thought about it, and opened it.

There was no gorgeous streamer or ominous curse, and at the bottom of the box was just a fist-sized withered fruit lying quietly.

"Oh--" Martin exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Annan looked sideways.

"It's broken." Martin pointed at the withered fruit and said.

Annan slapped Martin's hand away and asked his men: "Do you know what this is?"

Unfortunately, Annan's men also inherited his knowledge and wisdom, and none of them knew it.

Annan had to temporarily cover the wooden box and take it back to the Purification Court.

Everything went smoothly on the way, but Annan still climbed to the tower and said to the little bat: "Check if anyone is following us."

The magic halo enveloped Annan and dissipated after a few seconds.

"No one dares to mess with you." The little bat said.

"Look at this."

Annan opened the wooden box with confidence: "I just got it, do you know what it is?"

Staring at the withered fruit, the little bat let out a light exclamation and stretched out his hand, but Annan dodged it in advance.

Kyle was annoyed that he was too obvious, and tried to test it: "I have to touch it to know what it is."

"Come on, what is this?"

"Well... it's the fruit of corruption, the highest level of necromancy potion."

"You said it's a potion?"

"Who said potions must look like potions?"

"But it's rotten..."

"Shh..."

Kyle pretended to cover Annan's mouth: "The treasure has spirits, let it know you said that and it will run away..."

Annan was skeptical: "So this is a good thing ? "

"A well-deserved good thing! Can't you feel a trace of death? Because only Wilhelm's top alchemist can make it... This one can be exchanged for an arcane energy core!" The little bat looked emotional, but then shook his head: "But it can't be used by living people, it can only be used for liches."

"What's it for?"

"Throw it into the life box, it can transform the lich into an undead."

Annan didn't ask such a stupid question as "Isn't the lich an undead?" After all, the Skeleton King Leonefa is his ally.

Lich is an undead, but the undead is not a lich.

Lich is a spellcaster who gives up his life for eternal life and actively transforms into an undead. In this state, liches not only have an indestructible life box, they are immortal, and they have lost most of their emotions and perceptions.

Undead are not necessarily, some skeletons are greedy for alcohol, and some zombies are rotten and still want to fall in love.

Why did the mysterious man give Barbatod such a thing? And he said it could save his life... Could it be that Barbatod will be resurrected after he dies?