Mystery: The Undead Don't Die from Linking the Fire

Chapter 45 Winter County: The Pillars of Winter Are Sweet

Lord Black.

After exchanging pleasantries with Ember for a while, Earl Hall suddenly smiled and said, "Actually, I'm quite curious how you and Audrey met?"

"At the salon hosted by Viscount Grynt."

Ember was not surprised by Earl Hall's question and answered calmly.

Yu Jin knew very well.

He had no connection with Count Hall; the only person who brought them together was Audrey Hall.

The other party invited me over, undoubtedly wanting to confirm my relationship with her daughter.

All the previous pleasantries were merely a prelude to this question, to make his inquiry seem less aggressive and rude.

After all, he is an earl, and having a sense of pride is a common trait among nobles. He can't very well come up to you aggressively and demand an explanation about where you were.

"Grelint?"

Count Hall frowned slightly and pressed on, "Then, Audrey's potion recipe...?"

"It was given to me."

Ember frankly stated, "I obtained the recipe through private channels, and Miss Audrey paid me a total of six hundred gold pounds for it."

He did not hide anything from this.

After all, the fact that Earl Hall sent people to stake out the Backlund Detective Agency meant that the other party was fully aware of his public identity.

Since that's the case, he might as well be more honest.

"I see."

Earl Hall sighed softly, as if relieved but also somewhat helpless.

He wasn't surprised by Yu Jin's answer, after all, he had been guessing it all along.

Earl Hall was well aware that his daughter had always been fascinated by the occult.

Along with Audrey, the aristocratic children she befriended also longed to explore the mysterious, just like her.

Viscount Grelint was the one who was closest to Audrey and most infatuated with her.

In fact, he had already noticed this two weeks ago when his daughter became an extraordinary person.

Although he was not an extraordinary person, it was difficult for him to notice the changes in Audrey.

However, as an earl, he still had some powerful extraordinary individuals protecting him, and Audrey's changes could not escape their notice.

The fact that Audrey had become an Extraordinary had been a great source of trouble for Earl Hall before this.

Becoming an extraordinary person might not be a bad thing in itself, after all, the support of the Hall family is enough to save Audrey a lot of trouble.

But the source of Audrey's recipe worried Earl Hall greatly.

He was afraid that someone might be trying to use Audrey to achieve some other purpose.

But now that he has received Yu Jin's affirmation, he feels relieved.

Although Ember was a stranger before this, as a legitimate Night Watcher, he naturally had no ulterior motives.

In particular, Ember deliberately pointed out the private channels and 600 gold pounds, which means that the recipe has nothing to do with the Church of the Night.

Furthermore, Audrey has already paid a price to obtain the formula, so she won't have much to do with the official extraordinary individuals.

While becoming an official extraordinary individual can bring some benefits, it also entails certain responsibilities.

These conveniences were of little use to the Hall family; on the contrary, the responsibilities would bind Audrey.

Secondly, those who are officially recognized as extraordinary are simply too dangerous—

Others may not know, but Earl Hall knows very well just how high the official mortality rate of extraordinary individuals is!

Fortunately, things didn't turn out the worst, and Ember's answer was exactly what Earl Hall had expected.

"Let's not talk about these things."

Earl Hall pondered for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said, "Viscount Black, to be honest, I've never actually been to Wintershire. You've lived there for so long, you must be very familiar with the environment. Tell me, is the winter in Wintershire as cold as people say in the capital?"

"Isn't it you who suddenly wants to talk about these things?"

Yu Jin mentally scoffed, but outwardly remained calm, shrugging and saying, "It's cold, but it's not cold either."

"Oh?"

Earl Hall seemed to have his curiosity piqued.

"Count Hall".

Yu Jin met Earl Hall's curious gaze without changing his expression and said, "If you ever want to go to Wintershire, the people there will enthusiastically tell you that the iron pillars in Wintershire are sweet in winter."

"real?"

Earl Hall looked surprised.

"Fake."

Ember shook his head. "The pillars in Wintershire are salty in winter."

"Such a miraculous thing?"

Earl Hall exclaimed in surprise, "Then I must give it a try if I have the chance."

"No, I was just kidding."

Ember's expression fell slightly, and he said with some helplessness, "If Earl Hall really tries to do that, you'll find your tongue stuck firmly to the pillar, because it's frozen together."

"And if you forcibly pull your tongue off the pillar, you will only tear it off in excruciating pain."

After a pause, Ember added, "Then you can taste the saltiness of the blood, so if you lick the pillar, you can indeed taste the saltiness."

"..."

Earl Hall's cheek twitched slightly; just hearing it made him realize how painful it must be. He couldn't help but press on, "What if someone accidentally sticks their tongue to a pillar?"

"If possible, you can water it little by little with hot water."

Yu Jin carefully considered his words and said with a strange expression, "If the situation doesn't allow it and we don't have hot water on hand, then we must act as soon as possible, otherwise we might freeze to death if we delay too long."

"At this point, the only option is to pour liquid containing the body's own heat onto it."

"saliva?"

Count Hall asked tentatively.

"The dosage is too small, and the effect is too slow. You need a larger dosage. Um, I'm not talking about blood, and it's best not to try it with blood."

"Then what should we use...?"

Seeing that Yu Jin was being vague, Earl Hall asked a question on his own, then quickly realized something and his expression froze.

"Urine?"

"Um."

Yu Jin nodded silently.

"All right."

Earl Hall smiled wryly, "I don't think I'd ever want to try something so dangerous in my life."

Then, Earl Hall asked curiously, "I have some understanding of the cold in Wintershire, but what about your claim that it's not cold? Are the people of Wintershire more resistant to the cold?"

"Count, this is a very simple question."

Yu Jin sighed and pointed to the fireplace on the right side of the living room.

"All right,"

Earl Hall was speechless, then shook his head with a wry smile. "Looks like I asked a stupid question."

Unbeknownst to them, this teasing conversation actually brought the two of them much closer.

At the same time, Count Hall also realized something in his heart.

Although some of Yu Jin's information was concealed, it's likely true that he comes from Winter County.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for outsiders to have such a detailed understanding of these stories, or rather, incidents, in Wintershire.

of course.

What Earl Hall didn't know was that even Ember himself was unaware of these sad stories in Wintershire.

He simply made it up based on the few fragments of memory he had.

He was even more unaware that the private channel that Ember referred to was Archbishop Anthony of the Church of the Night.

P.S.: These chapters are a bit slow, or to put it bluntly, they're filler.

This isn't because I was flooding the page with filler during the free period, but because I wrote these chapters right after the book was released (during the National Day holiday).

Firstly, there are too many things to do during the National Day holiday. Just talking about visiting people, I have to go to six different places in seven days: four for weddings, one for a baby's one-month celebration, and one for a birthday celebration. It's just too busy.

Secondly, it was my first time writing a book on Qidian, and I didn't know the rules. I didn't know that Qidian required internal submissions, so I just posted it randomly.

Then, because I saw that I had published 40,000 to 50,000 words but still hadn't received a contract, I assumed it had been sent out. (In fact, it was because the editors at Qidian were on holiday during the National Day holiday).

That's why the chapters I wrote those few days were a bit weak, please forgive me, readers.

But don't worry, things will be back to normal soon. (After all, the contract was signed right after the National Day holiday, so I was confident and the writing went smoothly.)

(End of this chapter)