The Book of Hibernation

Wu Yun lay in the middle of the cell, unwilling to approach the walls.Prayers were carved on the inside and outside of the cell walls, and while the prayers wouldn't really hurt him, they would make him weak and dizzy.

There was a heavy metal collar around his neck, the collar was welded to the chain, and the other end was connected to the ground in the middle of the cell.The metal products are all mystical alloys, blessed with real magic, not only extremely strong, but also weakened by undead creatures or purgatory creatures.

The cell had no windows, and no real door.It was more a square well than a room, and a small door in the high ceiling would open every time the priest looked in.

This place suppresses the power of the dark cloud, and the dark cloud cannot float up to the door.Even if he could float, the chains wouldn't be long enough to get close to the ceiling.

Wu Yun didn't know how long he had been imprisoned in the temple.He has been very honest and has not made any impulsive actions such as trying to escape.

Even if you want to escape, now is not the best time.

After being held here for a while, he took off his clothes.It's not because of anything else, but mainly because he is now using the body of an Otarot believer.

The woman's leather armor, gloves, and shirt all had holy symbols of Otarot, some were engraved, some were embroidered, which made Wu Yun very uncomfortable.At first he endured it for a while, but then he felt more and more sick, so he simply took off the cloth.

The pastor opened the "well" to check the situation. Seeing the current state of the dark cloud, he didn't say much, but shook his head in disgust.

After the door was closed, there was darkness in the cell.Wu Yun opened his eyes, and after a while, he found something glowing in the ball of clothes.

It was very dark at the beginning, like an optical illusion. After staring at it for a long time, you can see the obvious soft gray-blue light.

The dark cloud identified it carefully, it was not the real light, but the residual trace of the arcane wave.Something has been casted before, and the imprint has not faded, leaving such a mark.

Ordinary people can't see it, and the caster has to deliberately check it carefully to find it.

After all, Wu Yun is not an ordinary human being, so he can see.

He crawled a few steps towards the dim light, and dug out the light source from the pile of clothes.

It was a metal button on the close-fitting shirt. It was of a different style from other buttons. The shirts were all made of wood round buttons. It was the only flat button with a metal lower layer and a tortoise shell texture on the upper layer.

Probably this dress was missing a button, and when it was mended, it couldn't match the original shape, so a different style of button was used.

Wu Yun tore off the buttons and observed carefully.It reeks of necromancy.He had already guessed who the caster would be.

He pinched the button with one hand, grabbed the lower eyelid of the left eye with the other hand, pulled it open as much as possible, stuffed the button into the gap between the eyelid and the eyeball, endured the pain and blinked desperately, and squeezed the button to the back of the eyeball.

He closed his right eye, opened his left eye, and the darkness in front of him gradually receded.

He saw crude stone walls and fireplaces.

In front of the fireplace squatted a thin figure, wearing a dark gray cloak, throwing some items into the flames one by one.

What she threw was not firewood or charcoal, but paperwork, letters, gloves, small wooden combs and other sundries, as well as some women's underwear.

Looking back in March, he met Wu Yun's eyes, as if they were in the same space together.

She wiped her hands on her skirt, turned and sat on the floor.

"Use it so soon?" Sanyue sighed, "I haven't taught her how to use it yet...Of course, you are different, you don't need me to teach you."

One of her eyes has also become very strange, the entire fundus of the eye is almost invisible white, as if it is about to overflow with blood, and the skin around the eye socket is also red, swollen and shiny.

Wu Yun could not speak loudly, but responded softly with his breath: "You react very quickly."

"As soon as you open the 'worm eye', I can feel it here." March said.

Wu Yun said: "Your teacher calls this a worm eye? The formal term should be 'mirror writing'."

Sanyue chuckled: "It's this time, and I still want to teach people a lesson."

Wu Yun said: "You should also put a reflection fragment in your eye. But you are a living person, if you go on like this, your eyes will be abolished."

This spell is different from ordinary message spells.Its advantage is that it can not only talk, but also see the surrounding environment, which is more convenient for magical communication, and it is difficult to be detected by a third party.As for the shortcomings, it is also quite obvious-the spells of necromancers always require some elements that can only be completed by destroying the body.Regardless of whether it is self or someone else.

San Yueman said nonchalantly: "It's okay. Look at that shirt, its original button is a circle smaller than the button I sewed. I don't have as much pain as you. Oh, no...do you still feel pain?"

"Of course I will," Wu Yun gritted his teeth, this topic made him resentful, "Irene, what are you doing?"

"I'm missing my friend," March said, and threw another thing into the fireplace, "anyway, she's dead, and these things are useless. I heard that the dead hunters always cremated their compatriots, and I couldn't burn her, so I just Burn anything related to her."

"Who asked you this. I'm asking what you want to do? You have already put a magic tool on this female huntsman. Could it be that you have already guessed my identity and plan to let her hand over her body to me?"

Sanyue looked up at this side and shook her head: "How is it possible... I didn't expect to use it so soon. When I changed the buttons, I used a very stupid lie, saying that her buttons were lost, but in fact they were I cut it off on purpose while she wasn't paying attention... I thought, one day I might use this spell in times of crisis, so let's prepare first... Well, remember to tell her before I come. Who knew you would be Such a creature..."

Wu Yun was a little impatient.He was trapped here with wounds on his body and was weak from the magic prayer. He didn't have a comfortable place in his body, and he really didn't have the mood to chat.

"If you have something to tell me, do it quickly," Wu Yun urged, "If you have nothing to say, but just accidentally connected to this spell, then end it."

Sanyue raised her eyebrows: "You didn't ask me to save you?"

"I'm not that stupid."

"But, I can really save you," March smiled. "Unless you are forever trapped in the magic prayer, as long as you can see the light of day, I have a chance to save you."

Wu Yun pondered for a moment and asked, "What do you want from me?"

"The truth," March said, "I want to know the real cause of death for the Tulls and Emer."

"Is that all? I thought you already knew it. If you didn't know, why did you torment me like this? You approached me and betrayed me... You let me fall into this situation, isn't it for revenge?"

March said: "I'm not taking revenge on you, but studying you."

"What did you research?"

"As you said, I have indeed understood part of the truth. For example, the cause of death of Emer and my brother Frans. After the death of my father, the Bellows and his sons supported my family. At first I couldn't figure it out. If necessary Silence us, so why should he help us live... Looking at you now, even if you don't say it, I understand."

"you understood?"

"My brother had a friendship with Bellos Jr. One day, he discovered your secret. He discovered the real you, you are not his friend at all. As for Emer, he became close to my brother , probably already know your secret, of course you don’t allow him to survive.”

Wu Yun did not respond immediately.He squirmed a few times on the ground with difficulty, trying to adjust his posture as comfortably as possible.

After lying down, his hair, which had turned gray again, hung down to cover his face.

Sanyue couldn't see his expression, but could only hear his nasal chuckle: "Your conclusion is correct, but some details are wrong."

"for example?"

"It's true that Frans Tull knew my secret," said Cloud. "He found out that I wasn't Bellows Jr. But I was still his friend. From the beginning."

March frowned slightly: "I guess, he didn't intend to reveal this secret. You killed him, but he didn't even know that you did it. He never regarded you as an enemy."

Wu Yun sneered and said, "Of course. He is a very emotional person. Just like you."

"But you decided to kill him anyway."

"It is true that I owe him something. But it is also because I have him in my memory that I accept you easily and even try to trust you."

Up to now, Wu Yun didn't care much about March's emotions.He didn't expect her to save him.

In his opinion, the conversation with him in March until now is just because she needs to vent her emotions, not because she wants to make a rational choice.

To Wu Yun's surprise, after he finished saying that, March didn't get angry, and didn't even dwell on this topic anymore.

March asked: "I understand this matter. How about the past?"

"What used to be?"

"You were Bellows Jr. Then? Who were you?"

"I was once old Bellows, too."

This answer is no surprise.March asked again: "Before old Bellows?"

"I used to be your father too."

The hands on March's knees clenched a bit, but her expression remained calm: "No. My father was not killed by Old Bellos, he was killed by the mage Haman."

Wu Yun said, "Yes. He was killed by Haman, and he killed Haman at the same time."

"I see. So...you were Haman once. Before that?"

"Before that, he was a bandit, an unknown person. You may have heard that Haman is very rich, and naturally he has encountered some outlaws. It is normal for him to get into this kind of trouble, and it is not surprising to others. He killed me and became him."

"How long have you been doing Hamman?"

"Not long. Old Bellows found out soon enough."

March nodded slowly.If the dark cloud is likened to an epidemic, the order in which it spreads becomes clearer.

He first pretended to be a gangster to provoke the mage Haman, who was killed by Haman, and then Bellos sent the most trusted thug around him, that is, Old Tal, March's father, and asked Old Tal to kill "Harman".

Some people suspect that the old Bellos wanted to kill Haman because the negotiation broke down. Now it seems that the reason for the murder may be simpler than it seems: the old Bellos has discovered that this person is not the mage Harman, but a monster of unknown origin .

Afterwards, the old Tal succeeded in killing Haman, and at the same time, he also died because of Haman.

When Old Tarr's body turned into the Oathsworn, answering March's question, he had indeed spoken the truth.As far as he was alive, he was indeed killed by Haman.

Although the swearer can only tell the truth, it cannot answer information that it does not know at all.

It's easy to imagine what happened after that.The "Old Tal" whose soul had been changed returned to Belos and was silenced by his master again.

It's a pity that Old Bellos has never seen such a monster, and he doesn't know that its soul will crawl on the person who killed it.

Years later, "Old Bellows" died of a sudden illness.Thinking about it now, I am afraid that he neither died of illness nor was he murdered, but that he deliberately arranged some tricks to lure little Bellos to do something to him.

In this way, the gradually weakened body left behind by the dark cloud climbed into a younger body.

March asked again: "You are from the North Frost. Whose work are you?"

"Why, you have decided that I am not human?"

"You're clearly not. Or at least you're not human now."

Wu Yun sighed deeply: "You can say so if you want to. I am a necromancer, and I am also the work of a necromancer, the work of several necromancers."

"The others are currently in Frostfield?"

Wu Yun couldn't shake his head, at least his eyelashes fluttered a few times. "Their bones are all in Frostland. In our experiment, only I survived in the end. Only I have a successful work."

"What do you want? Do you want to pretend to be a senior member of the chamber of commerce and take power in the chamber of commerce?"

"Mastering the chamber of commerce is indeed one of my goals, but it was not our original goal. At first... I came here for Harman."

March nodded clearly: "I understand. You are for his research notes."

Wu Yun responded softly.

Back then, he had not been a Harman for a very long time.

He made excuses to drive Haman's wife away from the beginning.The woman was not a mage, but just an ordinary young girl, very timid and submissive to her husband, who easily scared her away by making up a little scary thing.He also considered killing her, but because he didn't know the situation of her natal family, he decided to keep her alive in order to avoid complications.

With nothing in the way, Cloud took a moment to search Harman's stuff.He did find some spell notes, but they were mundane and worthless.

Later, Wu Yun experienced many killings and changed bodies many times. He never gave up searching, but he couldn't find any valuable spell books.I'm afraid the spellbook is not in Haman's possession.

The book may have been taken by Haman's wife.When she fled, she did take some of her softness with her.

But Wu Yun had clearly noticed that she didn't bring any spell books at all, and she didn't have any magic items in her things.

Therefore, Wu Yun contacted people related to Haman everywhere, and secretly inquired about various possible clues.He contacted some mages, and learned that there was an elf woman who was with Haman, and the two had a close relationship.

Haman's wife may have gone to the elves.When she fled, she took a lot of currency notes, bills of sale, documents that could prove her identity, etc. from Haman's drawer, among which the contact information and even the address of the elves might be hidden.

It's a pity that although Wu Yun once became Haman, he was not the real Haman.He can only get the body, but not the memory of the host.He had no idea where to find the elf woman.

Haman's wife was ignorant of magic, and the cloud despised her.For this reason, he once regretted it.

Until many years later, "Little Bellos" discovered an enchanting method very similar to Harman's in some workshops.

These arts come from the same refiner named Winter Thistle, a half-elf who is currently serving the Chamber of Commerce.Literally right under his nose.

So Wu Yun gradually understood the whole thing.In fact, Haman didn't deliberately hide the spellbook at all, and the young wife was indeed just an insignificant little person.

The truth of all this is: Haman has no real skills, and most of his fame is due to his former elf assistant, who is the real owner of the "spell book".

This can't be blamed on Wu Yun's stupidity, after all, almost everyone has been fooled by Harman - including the Austrian Federation, most of the teachers and students of Hilda Academy, all Harman's partners, and the Ten Sail Street Chamber of Commerce. Old Bellows.

Everyone thinks that Harman is a wizard in the field of enchanting and refining, a refiner who wrote legends, and those ingenious skills were studied and realized by him... and that elf assistant is not even a high-level mage, and has left no writings , who would have noticed such an unknown vase.

After realizing all this, it is not difficult to guess the identity of the half-elf Winter Thistle.

Apparently he was a living spellbook, something Dark Cloud had been wanting for so many years.

Thinking of this, Wu Yun smiled softly.The voice swallowed in his throat, only his shoulders trembled slightly.

"What's wrong?" March asked.

Wu Yun adjusted his breath and said, "Speaking of Haman's spellbook...don't you want it?"

San Yue sneered: "I don't engage in Enchanting, what's the use of it."

Wu Yun said: "If we can bring it to the Frost Plains and make the best use of it, the necromancers can turn the local barbarians and gray mountain spirits into a real army. In the future, we won't be Death is confined to the other side of the river, all countries must start to pay attention to our interests, negotiate with us, we can get more supplies, build a large-scale experimental area and mage tower..."

Sanyue said: "I went to the north only to practice what I am interested in. I don't have such a strong sense of belonging to other people on Frostfield."

Dark Cloud watched her through the gaps in his drooping mess of hair.He tried to analyze whether she was putting on airs, or she really wasn't interested in Haman's spellbook.

She took the initiative to approach him, took the initiative to participate in so many things, and always had a proactive attitude, but he still didn't understand what she wanted to do.

At first he thought that her purpose must be very emotional, at most it was for revenge, to hear the old stories, and cry again... But now it seems that these should be wrong.

March saw his doubts from Wu Yun's silence.She took the initiative to continue: "Wu Yun, I plan to save you. You have to remember what I said and cooperate with me."

Wu Yun stared at her blankly.

March said: "When you are taken outside, when the time is right, I will arrange for someone to kill you. You don't need to know who it is in advance, you will understand when you see that person. I ask you not to resist, and Don’t run away, I want you to be killed by him smoothly, transferred to him, and then I will take you away. You must act according to my arrangement, and you must be killed by the person I provide.”

Obviously, she must provide a body for her to manipulate.Wu Yun asked again: "So, what exactly do you want from me?"

March laughed: "You want to get Haman's book for the northern mages, and I also want to get the books of the northern mages. Wu Yun, what I want is you."

There was a trill in her voice, which seemed to be a kind of restrained excitement.

"For an unprecedented monster like you, how much amazing knowledge is hidden in the soul... Do you know that you are a treasure house, and you have high-level skills that the northern necromancers do not easily pass on."

Wu Yun gritted her teeth: "Just now you said that you just want the truth..."

March said: "I came to Bellows Jr. because I really wanted to find out the truth about those murders. Now that I have found out, I have a new goal. Why, is it strange? There is no difference between the two." Contradictions. I am also a mage, have you forgotten?"

Wu Yun said: "I refuse to cooperate with you. I won't die, I can find a way by myself, I don't need you to save me."

March smiled slightly, leaned forward slightly, and approached the dark cloud.

In the eyes of Wu Yun, her face is close at hand, but in fact she is far away in other places.

She said softly: "As long as you cooperate with me and satisfy me, one day in the future, I can assist you to get Haman's spell book, and even bring him back to the north with you. As you said, you You won't die, and you still have a chance to realize your long-cherished wish. But if you don't cooperate with me... then, I will destroy that book, and you will never be able to get him."

Wu Yun suddenly opened his eyes wide.

When referring to books, she does not say "it" but "he".She already knew Winter Thistle's identity.