Steampunk Era: Mad Abield
Chapter 197 - 148th Section: Conversation (4)

Chapter 197: 148th Section: Conversation (4)

Having killed the ghoul, Malin dragged one half of the ghoul out of the array area with one hand, while Mr. Assistant Priest, accompanied by Shelton, began examining the drawing of the array.

Soon, he found the first mistake, "The inscription here is wrong, the combination of these letters created a problem, thus the array originally meant to summon spirits from the Spectral Plane became one summoning wraith-like spirits from the Corpse Plane, and you should really thank Mr. Malin, the gear he carries... must be the World Tree’s sapling, which is extremely effective against the undead spirits."

In the end, Mr. Assistant Priest attributed the behavior of the undead to the little twig in Malin’s hand, known as Fio.

Malin did not want to delve into what exactly made the lich and the afterwards ghouls dread him so much.

He found a tree stump to sit on, waiting for the next summoning ritual to take place.

Meanwhile, Logan put on gloves and checked the ghoul, "Quite interesting, the ghouls in our world don’t have brains at all, look at this one, its scalp and skull are gone, exposing a brain that is abnormally swollen to the air."

Malin turned his head and looked at Logan who was examining the body, "You can do autopsies too?"

"It’s a family skill, my ancestors were coroners before they prospered, and the reason this skill has been handed down is because they said it well, we should at least understand how our own family died." Logan said while taking out organs from the body, "Damn, there’s a very strong negative energy, these gloves are probably no longer usable, but it’s really strange, I thought its brain is very fresh, I expected other organs to be the same, but look, the lungs and liver are as if they’ve rotted."

"But the heart is still good." Malin saw the heart, which was very fresh, and compared to its relatives, it was like porcelain... pale.

"That’s why the brain and heart of such creatures can sell for a good price, and that lich just now, its whole body is made of Mowish, even its skull is worth this amount." Logan stretched out his hand and gestured a five.

Malin thought for a moment, "Five hundred?"

"Yes, I thought you would guess five thousand."

"Five thousand? The skull of a Chaotic Sorcerer is only a thousand."

The conversation between Logan and Malin was here when Mr. Assistant Priest chimed in, "A lich of the elite template, if wearing a bone crown, that’s at least worth ten thousand. My lord will show the utmost goodwill and compensation to a warrior who can sacrifice such a skull."

"Wow, how much could that fellow just now sell for, Mr. Assistant Priest?" Logan asked.

"At least two thousand, a bone lich that can respond to the summoning array must be at least equivalent to a rank five being." After saying this, Mr. Assistant Priest looked at the array and patted Shelton on the head beside him, "You even got this name wrong! The fact that we didn’t summon the Mimicking Bird’s Chosen Champion just now can no longer be described as good luck! You fool!"

Malin and Logan smiled wryly, Malin glanced at Logan, "What’s the deal with the people of the House of Brice, messing up two places in such an array?"

"The Brice people’s brains are all full of muscles, you can’t blame him." Logan sighed with a smile, "For a scholar like you, writing the wrong letters or patterns in an array might be a serious mistake, but for people from the House of Brice, to be able to draw an array concentrically in one stroke is already a sign of strength."

Malin rolled his eyes and looked at his old friend, about to say something, when he suddenly heard Mr. Assistant Priest scream, "My goodness! What is this! The array’s inscription line here is actually broken..."

With reddened eyes, Mr. Assistant Priest looked at Shelton but eventually patted him on the shoulder, "I have to admit, your mistake has saved us, had this been connected, we might have actually summoned the Mimicking Bird’s Chosen Champion."

Malin turned to Logan, "Is this what you call ’can’t blame him’?"

"Of course, had he not broken the line, we might be facing an eternal separation from heaven and man," Logan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

......

Faye was sitting in the hospital ward of the Church of the Goddess of Benevolent Love. She and her sisters were supposed to go help Malin, but starting last night, Faye caught a serious cold. It sounds like a joke that a sixth-ring Mage would fall ill, but that was indeed the case, and this half-blood girl had to come to the hospital of the Church of Benevolent Love first thing in the morning.

"Miss Faye, we meet again." The doctor who came in was someone Faye recognized, Mrs. Myem, the best surgeon in Carterburg.

"Yes, ma’am, same as before, right?" Faye asked.

"Yes, Miss, but your condition is already somewhat better than before. If it were two years ago, your asthma would probably have flared up again, but not this time. Moreover, the cold feels lighter than before. I must congratulate you, Miss Faye; your body is recovering, which is truly a miracle. I think you can share this great news with your mother."

"Thank you, Mrs. Myem." Faye smiled, feeling extremely happy—her body was recovering, which sounded wonderful indeed.

"Don’t thank me. Personally, I feel it might be related to a change in your lifestyle, dear Miss Faye. Think about it, what has subtly entered your life?" Mrs. Myem asked with a smile.

After pondering for a moment, Faye replied with a smile, "I guess it must be love."

......

Jessica, we haven’t seen each other for ages. Speaking of which, you didn’t bring your little boyfriend with you today."

Hearing this, Jessica turned her head. The werewolf girl at the dining table nodded to the peer who had taken a seat next to her, "Shita, long time no see. Today Malin had work, and as Faye is unwell, we sisters took a day off."

"Wow, you sisters really are in sync. But speaking of which, aren’t you worried about Malin being on his own?" the red-haired werewolf girl sitting in front of Jessica asked as she picked up her knife and fork.

"What’s there to worry about? Malin even conquered the Battle of Parol City. Could anything happen to him just helping out?" Jessica was dismissive. In her heart, Malin had become a hero. Though he wasn’t tall, Jessica was completely satisfied.

Besides, Malin had plenty of time to grow. It was said that he could reach about one meter seventy, and Jessica herself was just over one seventy. Even with bloodline awakening, he wouldn’t grow much taller—what’s ten centimeters or so? What’s wrong with a small man? Without the pickaxe he gave her, Jessica believed she’d be lying in her family’s cemetery by now.

"Ah, you’re so annoying. Why could you find such a cute boyfriend like Malin!" Werewolf girl Shita felt somewhat unsatisfied, pouting.

"That’s not called cute," Jessica corrected her friend.

"What do you call it?" Shita asked.

"That’s called handsome. I’ve been utterly captivated by Malin’s heroic figure on the battlefield," Jessica replied earnestly.

......

Lillim looked at herself in the mirror. Her beautiful long hair had just been combed and washed clean, and she even used the latest type of soap—a great new product from Malin’s workshop with a fragrant soap that cleaned exceptionally well.

Her lovely pair of horns had just been polished and waxed with the help of a maid, just as her mother had said, Rebbish sheep people need to take good care of their horns.

They are a beautiful adornment for a young girl and also a warrior’s last weapon.

Since Faye had a cold, they didn’t go out to help Malin today, but Lillim wasn’t worried at all about Malin. After all, he was the hero who had emerged unscathed from an entire battle in Parol City. Although his name wasn’t written in the papers to protect him, as someone involved, Lillim now completely considered herself Malin’s lover—even if not the official wife. The thought of her children having such a strong lineage made Lillim tremble with excitement.

After getting dressed, Lillim decided to look for Maya—though like Jessica, she was carnivorous, Lillim somehow felt Maya was a companion she didn’t have to worry about.

Not that Jessica wasn’t okay. In fact, the wolf girl was not bad, but the tense relationship between the Rebbish sheep people and the Wolf people had been too long.

Before heading out, Lillim remembered that Maya was likely receiving enlightenment today, so the sheep girl thought for a while and finally decided to go play with Clovis.

Hopefully, the Bunny Girl would still be in her Mage Tower today, living the standard reclusive life of a mage.

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