Ember Skywalker

Chapter 97 Farewell! Undead Space!
“And every once in a while the Duke would send out executioners to kill him.

Of course, the executioner's level will not be higher than his, so if he can't stop it, he will die.

Haha, I hope he won’t collapse.”

"no!
The executioners are the death squads trained by Shelley, each of them is superior to their peers, how could Raven possibly stop them?"

"I said, or die immediately!"

Faye gritted her teeth and said, "Very good. I, Faye, will remember what happened today."

"Hey, so you agree?"

"I agree, but you'll regret it."

Faye had to agree.

In this way, Riven can live for another three years. If he fails to grow or collapses in the middle, it is not anyone else's fault.

“I’ll send someone to get the Burning Force Array, so you’d better not play any tricks.

Also, don't let me catch you, or I'll turn you into a Felmolten Titan."

Bruno said grimly, and then the halo dissipated.

Faye's little building.

The old man looked at Raven with a complicated expression and said in a deep voice:

“Raven, I have reached an agreement with Shelley.

He will not touch you within three years, but the condition is that you must leave the White Tower.

Moreover, during this period he will continue to send people to assassinate you, so you will have to rely on yourself."

Raven bowed deeply and said gratefully:
“This is the best result, thank you teacher for everything you have done for me.

I just don't know why Shelley changed his mind. How could he tolerate me killing his nephew?"

"Huh! Change your mind?

He just doesn't want you to die so easily, and he needs something from me."

Faye recounted the deal with Bruno.

"Fuck, I told you it wouldn't be that easy."

Raven was anxious.

"Teacher, you shouldn't have saved me. If that thing fell into Bruno's hands, you would be in danger."

"He and I will have a final say sooner or later, so let's not talk about this.

Remember, you must grow up as quickly as possible in these three years!
You don't need to be able to compete with Shelley. As long as His Majesty or Master Cosey recognizes you, someone will naturally stop him."

Raven nodded heavily: "I understand. He will definitely regret giving me three years."

Feiye pointed to the lab table, which had a bunch of stuff on it, and said:

“These are the magic restoration designs I collected, take them.

Two of them are from the hand of Master Gauss, namely 'Killing' and 'Revelation'. You need to practice more.

Within three years, as long as you can make any one of them and reach the third level, His Majesty will definitely protect you."

Then he took out a star ring, touched it with his hand, and poured out a bunch of materials.

"These materials are for you to practice resurrecting magic, and these gold coins, I'm old, I can't spend much money..."

Faye was particularly talkative tonight.

Raven had never seen the old man like this, and his eyes were a little moist.

"Okay, I'm done. Go away and don't come here to eat and drink for free in the future." Feiye ordered him to leave.

"Teacher, take care."

Raven bowed deeply.

"By the way, you have bad teeth, so eat less hard food in the future and just have porridge for every meal.

If you don’t like washing clothes, don’t wear them in the lab to save yourself the trouble.

Oh, you like to grind your teeth when you sleep, all night long. Next time, put a ball of socks in your mouth to avoid biting off your tongue.

Oh, and you love to fart, and your feet stink..."

"Shut up! Get out of here! If you don't get out of here, I'll kill you now!" The old man screamed angrily.

It was dark. Raven looked back at the dilapidated building and said softly:

"Goodbye, teacher.

Three years later, I will take back all the humiliation you have suffered."

When he returned to his residence, Angie and John were waiting for him.

Ever since Riven brought them to the White Tower, the two had a vague feeling that something was happening, but they didn't dare to ask.

Raven hesitated for a moment and said:

"Angie, for some reason I have to leave here and go to a faraway place. Would you like to follow me?"

"Of course I will. I'm willing to go wherever Brother Raven is, no matter how far away he is." Angel said without hesitation.

"That place will be miserable, much worse than here."

"I don't care. Where?"

"Lentini."

"Ah! Going to your fiefdom?" Angel covered her mouth.

Raven nodded.

"Great! Let's go to the fiefdom. I don't like it here."

"Don't be too happy yet, it's just a small village at the foot of the mountain." "That's good, peaceful and quiet, undisturbed, that's how I want to live.

We can go fishing in the lake in the morning, go hunting in the forest at noon, and lie on the grass to watch the stars at night..."

There was longing in Anqi's eyes.

Raven also began to yearn for it.

The next day, he arrived at a residence with food and wine.

Boom boom boom!
He knocked on the door.

"The door is unlocked."

A deep voice came from inside.

Raven pushed the door open.

There was a wooden chair in the yard, on which sat a decadent man, with wine bottles scattered around him.

The man's hair and beard were long and messy, and his clothes looked unkempt, as if they hadn't been washed for many days.

"Uncle Sean, I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you okay?" Raven said.

The man laughed at himself: "A piece of trash, can't die."

This man is Sean.

Ever since he was injured, he has been depressed and stays here all day, rarely moving.

Picking up a wine bottle is his daily activity.

Raven found out where he lived and would often visit him and chat with him for a while.

"Uncle, I will leave Balarenka tomorrow and will not come again. You must take good care of yourself." Raven said dejectedly.

The man's eyes became clearer, and he frowned and said, "Leaving? You're not studying in the White Tower anymore?"

“I was expelled.”

Sean turned his head suddenly, his expression changed: "What's going on?"

Raven briefly recounted the story of killing Oaken.

Sean's face was full of regret:

“That Oaken deserves death, it’s a pity that he ruined your future.

If you leave the White Tower and rely on yourself, how long will it take for you to succeed?"

"It doesn't matter. I can do it without the White Tower."

"That being said, you only have three years, and they calculated that you can't make much progress, these bastards."

Raven sneered: "That may not be the case. Their biggest mistake was not killing me immediately."

Sean looked him up and down and said with emotion:
"You've grown up. You're no longer the kid you were back then. I thought you had no talent then, but now I see I was wrong."

The two chatted for a while longer, and then Raven stood up and left.

But Sean stopped him.

"I'll go with you."

"What?" Raven was stunned.

“The Grand Duke has gone to war with the Holy Alliance, and Lentini will definitely be affected. You will probably be taking over a mess.

I have no ties here, so why not go with you? I can help you with the management of your territory."

"That's great!" Raven was delighted.

Sean is a rare person. If he can help me with the affairs of my territory, I will rest assured.

"Let me clean up. I'm stinking after staying here for so long."

Early in the morning, Raven and his party left the city early and headed towards Lentini in the rising sun.

Before leaving, Onivia and Monroe also came to see him off.

The Grand Duke's daughter specially gave him a gorgeous carriage, which was spacious and comfortable, and even came with a coachman.

Raven tried to refuse, but Onivia said it was a gift for her aunt, so Raven couldn't refuse.

The journey was long, and his car was far less comfortable than this one, so my mother would have suffered less bumps.

Soon a carriage left Balarenka.

The majestic Gauguin Mountains cut diagonally across the west of Dante.

The mountain range is endless, extending to the extremely cold Kingdom of Pompeii in the north and plunging into the Southern Ocean in the south. It is the largest mountain range in Qinglan.

There are many mountains here, most of which are submerged in the clouds and are shrouded in ice and snow storms all year round.

On a main peak ravaged by wind and snow, there is a strange white space.

Its edges are strangely twisted, as if trying to erode the real world, but it is always blocked by a strange force.

Outside the white space is endless wind and snow, while inside the space is a bare kingdom of bones.

There are only undead here, no life.

Countless skeletons three or four meters tall were wandering around, dragging corpses that had been found from nowhere to the altar and throwing them into the pale fire.

These corpses include people of all races, including humans, intelligent people, wild orcs, and even spiritual people and ancient relics.

The altar was a hundred meters high, burning with a blazing pale fire, and three huge skeletons were quietly suspended above the altar.

They are nearly 100 meters tall, and their heads alone are as high as three stories.

Suddenly, the flame in the eye sockets of a skeleton fluctuated.

(End of this chapter)