Chapter 917: Investigation (Medium)

Pulling out a folding sapper shovel from his backpack, Hill dug into the 'scanned' diagram.

Using corpses as 'spellcasting materials' is indeed the usual method of the group of guys who like to play with corpses, but it is not known for sure, after all, this is not the proprietary technology of those skeletons.

However, there are not many organizations that have the ability and reason to do this kind of thing, and if it is really done by a certain organization, it is too easy to determine the scope.

The snow was almost seven feet thick, and Hill had even developed some fear when he was digging, and if this kind of blizzard appeared somewhere else, maybe this natural disaster could wipe out a country.

The casualties caused by the blizzard are not the most important, the most important thing should be the ensuing 'despair' and 'fear', the sudden huge number of casualties will make the strings that are tightly tense in people's hearts break, if there are people who are secretly manipulating, and then the wave of riots will sweep the whole country, if it is suppressed by force, it will only make people panic more, even if it is finally suppressed, a country is finished.

It's a pity that this method is useless for the Duchy of Sorrow, this kind of thing even Hill understands, so while she digs, she is still thinking about what kind of means the enemy will use against this country.

Sonor!

A crunch snapped Ciel's attention back, causing her eyes to refocus downward.

In order not to destroy the corpse, she deliberately did not use all her strength to excavate, and this kind of thing is also practice makes perfect, most adventurers walking on the continent will do one or two tricks.

"Scan. With another soft cry, a wave of magic rippled in front of his eyes, and Hill looked at the image on the lenses, and dug up the body buried under the snow bit by bit.

This time the body buried under the snow was a badger, and it didn't matter what kind of badger it was, so Hill walked up to the top of the snow and held the body in his hand to take a closer look, trying to find any clues from the corpse.

The badger seemed to have died peacefully, or it could be said that it had died without knowing anything, with no visible wounds on its body, and only some old scars could be seen on the epidermis when the fur was turned hard.

Breaking open the badger corpse's mouth, Ciel glanced into his mouth a few times, stirring his tongue, which had already become stiff...... Broken.

She picked up the broken tongue and put it in front of her eyes, and found that the color was healthy, at least with the eyes of a corpse.

There were no obvious wounds, no poisoning, and it had been some time since death, and it was impossible to tell from the corpse whether it had been hit by a 'negative energy spell'.

Buried under the snow and ice for at least three or four days, the corpse was completely stiff and brittle enough to break with a 'little' effort.

His gaze kept wandering over the corpse, and suddenly, Hill's ears moved, and there seemed to be some noise coming from the headphones.

This 'headset' is not only able to block out certain sounds, but also amplify certain movements, and if it weren't for the high cost of construction, perhaps the soldiers of the Duchy of Sorrow would have been able to conquer the entire continent with these equipment.

This kind of equipment is not very rare for a legend like Ciel, in fact, there are many magical artifacts with similar uses, but they can be 'set' but very few, with the set she is wearing now, maybe she can buy the title of 'hereditary earl'.

Raising her finger and tapping on the metal shell of the mask, her breathing blended into the wind and snow, threw the corpse back into the snow pit, put away the sapper shovel, grabbed the sides of the backpack with both hands, pulled out two sides of the film, closed in front of her, the runes quietly appeared on the film, and then her whole person disappeared in place, and even the footprints disappeared.

Kela!

The sound of bones colliding echoed through the headphones, and it wasn't long before a wolf-shaped skeleton slowly emerged from the snow.

Despite the two dark green flames floating in the skullwolf's eyes, Ciel chose to stand still, willing to trust in Serena's maid captain's skills and her own strength.

The bone wolf stood by the snow pit and observed, its skull swinging from time to time, as if trying to find some clues in the vicinity...... But the footprints were broken here.

The manipulator should have guessed that someone was hiding around here!

From the moment he saw the skullwolf, Hill decided that it couldn't be the bones of the bunch of bones, because their IQ wasn't that low.

Driving something that you know is an undead creature to come and investigate the scene? If the controller is really a necromancer, how mentally retarded does he have to be to do such a thing?

None of the mages are fuel-efficient lamps, maybe they are simple, maybe they are old-fashioned and stubborn, but their IQ can never be low, and their intelligence can make them think through all the joints - the ones who can do such things are definitely not necromancers.

It would be a lie to say that Hill has not dealt with a necromancer for most of her life, she has lived for more than a hundred years now, and in the first half of her life, she has spent a lot of time trying to get a good meal.

In her mind, a necromancer who appeared on the continent of Sloe Mendes without any packaging was either a novice who would soon be wiped out, or a conspirator who wanted to use the name of 'necromancer' to do things.

In her opinion, this is the second case.

Basically, it has been determined that the organization behind this natural disaster is not those skeletons, and it may be that other organizations want to use the name of the 'Realm of the Dead' to do things and mislead the investigators.

If she hadn't come to investigate herself, but waited until the blizzard was over, and the head maid sent someone to investigate, this 'black cauldron' might really be able to buckle the heads of those bone racks, but now it is impossible.

Hill didn't wait long before the skeleton automatically scattered to the ground, and the soul fire in his eyes gradually dimmed.

But she knew that this didn't mean anything, maybe the people hidden in the shadows were still observing this place by another means.

Now, though, these things don't work for her!

With a sneer, his voice covered in a mask, Hill stepped forward, but his footsteps did not appear on the thick snow.

Now she seems to exist in another world, and she can't have any connection with this world, but she herself knows that it's all because of the set of equipment on her body.

She's already falling in love with this outfit, it's tailor-made for 'Scouts', even if she doesn't know anything about magic, she can use it easily, and she can adjust the size at will, even if it's a 'Druid Transformation'.

She continued to head east, though it wasn't sure if the mastermind was ahead, maybe it was just a disguise, but at least it was a clue.

............

"Thank you, lord, thank you!"

The people who received the relief supplies were so excited that they could hardly express their gratitude in words, so they could only say the words with one force.

Cervantes nodded to them, hovering in the air with a flick of his wings and flying into the sky.

He was so busy that he didn't even have time to speak, fortunately the territory of the Duchy was not too large, the villages were not too many, and with the help of the Silver Dragon Clan, after a while, he would probably be able to go to the border between the Duchy and the Kingdom of Kurt to investigate.

After watching the black dragon move away, the people hid in the house again.

They believe that they will be able to survive this cold winter day, just like they did in previous years!

Ever since the current lord came here with the maid and ruled the place, their standard of living has been improving.

In the past, in such winters, they could only pray to the gods, but now, they don't need to pray to the gods, the only thing they have to do is to thank the Grand Duke of the Black Dragon and the maid!

"Thank you, thank you, lord, thank you to the maid ......" ()

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