What kind of weird button is this?

Chapter 63 Is this undead magic?
  What happened in the palace became a secret that no one dared to tell.

Although the dead will not be resurrected again, and this riot will not disappear completely because everyone keeps silent, everyone in the palace has a tacit understanding to pretend that nothing happened.

Dead soldiers sent financial comfort to their families, and destroyed buildings were constantly being rebuilt. The second prince and princess, who should have been on the wanted list, have become heroes who have made meritorious deeds in resisting the invasion of foreign enemies.

As for who is the foreign enemy and where did it come from? It's not important anymore...

It could be a demon, or it could be a traitor that has been lurking in the Chester Empire for many years. Anyway, no one knows what happened between Sirius and Engri, and what agreement was reached. They only need to know that the final result is that all the turmoil subsides, and in the end Engri succeeds in inheriting the throne.

Or perhaps it would be more appropriate to call him the new king of the Xilin Empire. After all, starting from this day, everyone in Avrama ushered in a new era.

It is not necessarily the best era in history, but it is definitely the "best" era in people's mouth.

A few days after the whole country mourned the tragic death of Queen Skyla, the sky was full of cheers to welcome Engli's ascension to the throne.

But only Engli himself knows the truth of everything. Although he is satisfied in this position, he is also full of anxiety and helplessness...

On the other side, on the official road leading from Aphrama to the outside of the city, sat a listless Sirius and a worried Nalia in the carriage.

Unlike Sirius, Nalia felt not only disappointed but also because she didn't know how to face her younger brother.

"Sirius..."

"Sister Royal, is something wrong?"

Sirius looked out the window. Although not many people came to greet him, because most people went to the center of the imperial capital for the new emperor to ascend the throne, there were indeed not many people who came to see off the two "losers" in the political struggle.

"Call me sister. I don't want to have anything to do with the royal family anymore. It's all over."

Nalia shook her head, her beautiful eyes first revealed her disgust for the royal family, and then when she saw Sirius, the former second prince of the empire, she revealed a rare tenderness.

Having lost her status as a princess, she now just wants to learn to be a good sister.

"What are your plans for the future?"

"Intend?"

Sirius thought for a while. At this moment, he didn't feel that he had any goal to strive for. Maybe his only hope was to continue living a corrupt life in the small manor that he was used to.

Let's eat together and wait to die, and see if there is a chance to bring back the black-stocked maid Liz to play and develop her.

Now he is not afraid of a mere blackened maid~
  "Go to Anka, we won't come back here again."

"Is that so...well, there is really no need to come back here. I hope that Engri, who finally calmed down, can keep his promise, put down his hatred for you after getting everything he wants, and become a qualified monarch."

Although she didn't believe these words herself.

After Nalia sighed and said this, she turned around and said to Hannah who was sitting on the horse in front of her: "Hannah, let's set off to Anka... that will be our home from now on."

"Okay, Emperor... Nalia."

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Anka, in a dark basement.

Liz couldn't remember how many days she had been here. She only felt that time was a meaningless thing. After all, she couldn't see the sun or the moon, couldn't feel the alternation of day and night, and couldn't even feel the life that supported her every day. The food is not delivered at a fixed time.

But today was very strange, or in other words, since she woke up from her sleep this time, she had never seen the shadow of her father again.

——Although she thinks that the other person is no longer worthy of being called father.

However, she couldn't die like this, even if Liz knew that she might not be able to realize her long-cherished wish in this life, she couldn't die in the hands of her father like this.

Not to mention that people's desire to live is very scary. Many times, the reason why people choose quick-effect methods of death is not simply because they want to reduce pain, but also to prevent themselves from regretting midway.

In fact, thinking about it this way, she was quite envious of the life she had experienced in Siris's house.

At that time, she briefly let go of the dark side of her heart, trying hard to become her beautiful self, and wanting others to believe that she was the gentle Liz.

Liz felt that she was sorry for Mrs. An because she was not as perfect as she saw her. She was a liar who told lies. She deliberately showed warm greetings to her every day, but she just wanted Mrs. An to buy more from her. Fruit, give her a little more money.

She is just a selfish person...

Tick, tick.

Liz, who heard the sound, knew that it was probably raining outside.

Although she couldn't hear the louder rain, she could still distinguish the sound of rainwater flowing onto the iron door of the basement exit and then hitting the ground.

That bastard shouldn't be here today, right?
  Liz didn't know what was happening outside during this period, nor did she know when or how the war ended. She only knew that after the war, her father would only send her some food every few days. Then I didn’t know where to go to negotiate a buyer for myself.

At this moment, the hunger in her belly kept interfering with Liz's normal thinking ability. At the same time, she felt an abnormal lack of water. The sound of dripping water outside completely stimulated her nerves, making her think about the struggle between survival and death. Wander.

But what surprised her was that the door at the upper exit seemed to have been pushed open, and a clanging sound sounded, making Liz tremble all over.

Still the same bastard? Or... someone else wanted to take shelter from the rain, so they discovered this place?

But unfortunately, the possibility of the latter is slim.

And as if to verify her idea, accompanied by the continuous sound of water drops falling to the ground and the sound of long footsteps, that familiar figure finally appeared in front of her.

It's just that he is still the same person, but his appearance has changed a lot. In other words, her father is now covered in blood and covered with wounds.

Only then did Liz realize that it might not be raining outside at all... The ticking sound that lasted until now was the result of blood flowing out of the other party's blood vessels, then seeping out from the skin and muscles, and finally dripping on the ground. The sound that comes out. It's just because it's quiet enough here that it seems extra noisy.

"Liz, good daughter...save me quickly..."

Liz looked at her father in disbelief. She didn't understand what was happening at all, and even an expression of gloating didn't appear on her face immediately.

And the other party seemed to have exhausted his last bit of strength, and fell to the ground, staining the loess underneath him red.

"Please, Your Highness Siris, please spare me...don't kill me...save..."

Sirius?
  Liz naturally did not forget this name, not only because he was the first person she had ever seen who would hire her with a market-destroying commission of 1 gold coin, but also because he was the first person she had ever had physical contact with. of the opposite sex.

——If you don’t count your father who punched and kicked you.

Her impression of Sirius was not bad, at least from her limited understanding, she could feel that he was a very sincere and sunny person, although she disliked such a dazzling person, which would make her darkness invisible.

Of course, the other party also has shortcomings, such as being a little lecherous? Among so many maids, she was the only one asked to wear those shameful stockings.

But why would such a person who had little contact with him want to kill his father?
  And why now you can only see the bastard father who is kneeling down and don't know whether he is praying for himself or someone else, but you can't see the Sirius in the other person's mouth?
  Before Liz could think more, she saw an even more puzzling and horrifying scene.

Following her cry, the bastard father in front of her suddenly crawled up on the ground, but the crawling posture was very strange, like some kind of animal, but it was impossible to describe the specific animal.

She kept retreating. Although she could not use the strength to resist because of hunger, fear made her close her eyes and planned to accept her fate.

But the pain she imagined did not come from her body. Instead, she heard the chains on her body shaking.

Liz opened her eyes and looked at everything in front of her in surprise. Her "father" was chewing the chain like a wild beast, and finally bit the chain directly with his teeth.

This series of strange phenomena was completely incomprehensible to Liz. She didn't even know if the thing that appeared in front of her was the man in her memory.

But as if biting open the chains was the final task, when Liz regained her freedom, her father lost the last of his consciousness and fell to the ground.

The time passed in this awkward manner for about 10 minutes. Liz, who was extremely patient, remained in a stalemate with the "corpse" on the opposite side. Until she felt that she couldn't continue to waste it like this, she decided to take a risk and test her house. Father's life and death.

Because she had been weak all over the past few days, there were no traces of strangulation left on her legs from the forceful effort to break free.

In other words, with a little more effort and a little more time, Liz finally came to him stumblingly and saw clearly that the other person was indeed her father.

but……

"How did the blood clot so quickly?"

Liz frowned slightly, then turned her head and saw an even weirder scene: the blood trail that had been dragging along the ground had disappeared, while the sound of raindrops outside continued.

Did he have an illusion?
  But what surprised Liz even more was that her father's body actually emitted a very strong putrid smell. It was obvious that he had been dead for a long time. It may even be days away from the time of death.

When she looked at the wound again, Liz could only see terrible cracks with no signs of healing. The wounds separated by sharp blades made her understand how much pain her old father suffered before he died.

Although Liz considers herself to be a very ordinary person, apart from being good-looking and being able to do some housework, she may not have any other outstanding skills. But that doesn't mean she can't guess and make assumptions, or that she's a fool.

Everything in front of me clearly indicates two facts:

The first is that his father died, and he died at the hands of Siris.

Secondly...

"The dead man can still speak and come to the basement that only he knows..."

When Liz was a child, she heard many fairy tales told to her by her mother. Some of these stories were originally created to scare children her age, so that they would not dare to play outside at night, and to teach them to fear death.

Several stories will mention those terrible necromancers, who manipulate corpses to do some terrible bad things, and are finally defeated by the protagonist who controls the power of light. The story reaches a perfect ending.

This kind of story is actually not suitable for children to listen to, because many children will be frightened by such horrific descriptions, but Liz is different. When she was a child, she had always liked these "fairy tales" with the theme of the dead.

Among them, the two distant words "undead magic" and "necromancer" emerged from the memory that she regarded as a treasure, and appeared in front of her eyes in this gloomy basement, accompanied by the distance that was less than a stone's throw away. Her father's body gave her a... strange feeling of excitement.

After all, she has never been a good child in the eyes of adults.

She always puts on a seemingly gentle face, but in reality she is a very gloomy and autistic person in private.

She is always afraid of others being kind to her, which is a deeper evil. She is afraid that she will be hurt even more when she lets down her guard, just like her seemingly kind father will always reveal his ugly side at critical moments, leaving her unable to Sleep peacefully.

Because of these, she would always force herself to alienate those who looked too gentle, and their gentleness would make Liz feel that the beautiful appearance she pretended to be was too ugly.

Living people are always full of uncertainty, and no dead person can make people feel real.

At this moment, Liz was staying next to her father's body, and she didn't even feel the fear she had just now.

She would rather call the dead body her father than the living scumbag. At least the dead father would never lie to her.

Under Sirius's undead magic, he would even honestly express his inner desires, think of his daughter and ask for help from himself before dying, and might even count on himself to seek revenge on the murderer Siris.

Liz felt ridiculous when she thought about this last point.

Although she regretted that she could not kill this scumbag with her own hands, she would not seek revenge for this scumbag, Sir Siris, who saved her life, right?

However, when Liz thought of this, she suddenly became curious and doubtful about this man whom she had met not long ago and had not a deep impression on.

Dragging her weak body, relying on her last bit of strength and re-established goals in her heart, Liz decided to find the answers to these questions herself.

(End of this chapter)