He was wearing a dark purple mask that looked like a gas mask, revealing his pale and wrinkled forehead and a pair of pale blue eyes. There was a thin layer of thin and fragile white hair on the top of his head. He was wearing a double-breasted white velvet suit with empty sleeves, as if he had no arms. He was wearing a pair of white lambskin trousers and brown high riding boots.
"Seven Gods above!" Sam's small eyes widened in horror as he took a few steps back. His fat face was pale as he howled, "This is a deviant ghost. You have released the deviant ghost. You have betrayed the humans of the Seven Kingdoms and sided with — Frost God?"
No matter how much the other party dressed like a gentleman, even if he was wearing a mask, Fatty could still recognize his identity through the pair of flickering blue eyes.
Deviant ghost!
"Bastard!" The triangular-eyed scholar who had brought Sam into the City of Knowledge at the docks shouted angrily. He pointed at the deviant ghost dressed as a noble of the Seven Kingdoms and said, "This is Sir Ace. Don't be rude."
"He is clearly a deviant ghost. Don't think that I can't recognize him just because he changed his clothes." Sam said with a trembling face.
"I am a member of the clan beyond the Great Wall." The deviant ghost behind the iron fence stuttered.
Sam's pupils constricted as he said in disbelief, "You can speak?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that he had made a fool of himself. Deviant ghosts could of course speak. They were also highly intelligent lifeforms!
"Don't you only know how to speak the ancient language?" Sam asked. He was shocked to find that the deviant ghost's voice no longer pierced his soul like an ice lake exploding. "What's wrong with your voice?"
"Sir Ace's voice has a soul attack. After our research, we found that the dragon crystal can effectively block the sound waves that are harmful to humans." A hunchbacked old doctor said excitedly.
"This is the doctor of the occult, Hartung Yin." Robert Frey introduced to Sam in a low voice.
"As long as there is a mainstream language in the world, the City of Knowledge has it. The so-called ancient language is just the language of the ancestors. It's not difficult for us.
We can speak the ancient language, so we can also teach Sir Ace a simple common language. "A thin and tall doctor said proudly.
"History and ancient language double major doctor, Guillermo." Robert added.
Sam said in a daze, "Why are you teaching him the common language?"
"To search for the truth and restore the truth of history." Chief Steward Theobald left his seat and gently patted Sam's shoulder a few times. He praised, "Thank you for bringing us Sir Ace and solving the secret of the long night and the deviant ghosts for humans."
"What secret? “
"Sir Ace, please introduce yourself so that the misunderstanding between the Night Guardian and your tribe can be resolved." The head doctor faced the well-dressed White Ghoul in the small cell and said gently.
"My name is … Ace, Magna (Tribe Leader) of the Eternal Winter Tribe. We have invaded the Northern Territory before, but we are not … the Devil who brought the Eternal Night.
We … are also humans, just like the Children of the Forest, demi-humans from the last era … "
The well-dressed deviant ghost was truly like a polite gentleman. He explained the history of himself, his tribe, his race, and the origin of the Long Night in detail.
In short, they had been living in the Land of Eternal Winter. They were neither the ancestors of ice magic in Lies of the Ancients nor the evil force that "brought the long night to the world" according to the Night Watchers.
"Sir Ace is also a lord beyond the Great Wall and is worthy of the title 'Sir'. We should treat him with the etiquette of a noble captive and give him the necessary respect, "the thin and tall doctor of mysticism said.
"I've really seen deviant ghosts! You believe the nonsense of deviant ghosts? "Sam shook his head.
"At least they didn't bring the long night. Now that Sir Ace has come to the old town, it only lowered the temperature in the basement a little. The long night didn't come.
And in the past few thousand years, Sir Ace's people have been living in the Land of Eternal Winter in the far north. They believe in the old gods. Although they aren't ancestors, they aren't much different from them, "the doctor said.
"You haven't seen deviant ghost babies before. They turn human babies into deviant ghosts. Can the ancestors beyond the Great Wall do it?" Sam said excitedly.
"Even if what you said is true, what can you prove? Legend has it that the deviant ghosts even steal human children!
It's not rare to see cannibals among the barbarians.
At most, Sir Ace was an enemy of the Northern Territory.
But it was too much to let them bear the crime of bringing eternal winter to the world. “
"I don't want to discuss the reason for the long night with you," Sam shook his head and said seriously. "The Great Wall is threatened by deviant ghosts. I only brought deviant ghosts to the City of Knowledge for one purpose — to use the scholar's network to call on the nobles of the seven countries to end the civil war and fully support the Great Wall.
Regardless of whether the long night will come or not, and regardless of why the long night came, it's a fact that deviant ghosts intend to attack the Great Wall. "
"The barbarians have also tried to take down the Great Wall and invade the Northern Territory. But now the barbarians have become allies of the Night Watchmen.
Why can't the Ice Tribe of the Land of Eternal Winter turn from enemies to friends? "the doctor asked.
Sam looked around in shock and anger. Seeing that the doctors either nodded in agreement or remained silent, he couldn't help but say angrily, "You're all crazy. I'm going to tell Count Haithar, tell the Dragon Queen of Dragonstone Island, tell the Night Watchmen on the Great Wall."
"Sir Ace, please excuse me."
The doctor bowed to the deviant ghost and then pulled Sam out of the door with a cold face. They walked along the dark tunnel for 40 to 50 meters and entered a small room with plenty of light.
"Do you have a pig's brain?" the doctor scolded loudly. "Those who are not of our tribe will definitely have different intentions. Do you think I don't understand this principle?"
"What?" Sam, who had been indignant, was at a loss.
The doctor's thin lips moved up and down like a machine gun. He quickly said,
"Whether the monster you brought is a deviant ghost, an ancestor, or as he said, an ancient remnant, it's a fact that humans know nothing about them.
Now that he's willing to speak, whether it's the truth or not, we can extract some useful information. We can understand the social structure of the monsters, their population size, and the reason for going south. The secret of the long night … Oh, no, there is no long night! "
"You're tricking him into giving up information?"
Sam suddenly understood and then admired the doctors in the City of Knowledge. The older the ginger, the wiser it was. He didn't see it at all before!
"Will the deviant ghost be fooled?" he asked doubtfully.
"Natural selection, survival of the fittest. Since we humans are the protagonists of the world, it means that humans are better than other species. We are either stronger or more intelligent.
That monster was born with powerful ice magic and is stronger than humans. Therefore, it must be less intelligent than humans. Furthermore, the scholars are the smartest among humans.
Isn't it natural for smart people to trick fools? "
The doctor's square face was filled with arrogance.
Sam nodded repeatedly. He looked at the long chain around the doctor's neck. He really lived up to his name. His analysis was so reasonable and logical that he couldn't find any loopholes.
"Doctor Theobald, you have to be careful. The deviant ghost's ice magic is powerful. A steel cage won't be able to hold it," Sam reminded.
"Don't worry, it's foolproof. There's more than fifty kilograms of wildfire buried in the ceiling!" Theobald said confidently.
"What?" Sam was shocked. "In the conference room we were in before?"
"Of course, other than wildfire, there's also kerosene and gunpowder. Once it's activated, it's guaranteed that he'll die."
"But, before we …"
Sam felt a lingering fear. If the deviant ghost went berserk and the doctor activated the trap, the deviant ghost would definitely die, but wouldn't he …
Seven levels of hell. When they were talking earlier, the doctors all looked natural. None of them even glanced at the ceiling. What kind of mental fortitude was that?
As expected of the ruthless person who designed the Blood Dragon's Wild Dance, murdered the Dragon Queen, and hardened the Faceless.
Fat Sam suddenly felt true respect for these doctors. Ignoring their character, who could compare to their fearless spirit of seeking death?
"Doctor, did you get any useful information?" Sam asked.
"Of course, Ace is only a minor feudal lord. Above him, there's a king of monsters. All feudal lords listen to the king of monsters …"
Doctor Theobald's expression became unprecedentedly solemn. He slowly told them the information he had obtained.
It wasn't necessarily accurate, but it was very organized. It was obvious that the doctor had targeted the problem and was very purposeful in obtaining information.
To be honest, the doctor had indeed wanted to destroy the corpses and evidence to prevent the deviant ghost from reaching the old town.
Admitting the deviant ghost was equivalent to admitting that the "real world" that the City of Knowledge had insisted on for thousands of years was a joke.
If the threat of deviant ghosts always existed and only supernatural powers could resist them, then the act of destroying human magic power was akin to castrating oneself.
If the real world was a joke, then the Blood Dragon's Wild Dance led by the scholars would be a complete sin. This sin was enough to shut down the City of Knowledge.
But when the deviant ghost personally appeared before them, some of the scholars remembered their responsibility. When the scholars received the chains, they swore a sacred oath to serve the people (the nobles).
Moreover, as scholars, they had the spirit of seeking the truth.
Was this contradictory?
It wasn't.
The scholars of the City of Knowledge were a unified title, but they were also divided into two generations, past and present.
The experiences of the two generations were different, and so were their perceptions.
In the past, deviant ghosts did not appear, and the long night was illusory. Without reality to slap them in the face, the scholars could take it for granted that deviant ghosts were fake, and magic was just a tool for people with special bloodlines to do evil. To the human race as a whole, supernatural powers did more harm than good. To build a world without magic and gods, it was like heaven for ordinary people.
But now, the scholars were constantly being taught a lesson by reality.
Rationally, they would no longer insist on the idea of the "real world," but the seniors had already driven the car into a dead end. There was no way out, and they could only go all the way.
The sins were committed by the seniors, and the juniors hated the "real world" now.
If they admitted their guilt, not only would they lose face, but the City of Knowledge would be completely finished.
Therefore, they could only resist and try their best to pretend to be peaceful.
The scholars of the City of Knowledge only hoped to have a time machine. It would be best if they could travel to before the Blood Dragon's Wild Dance, so that the seniors would stop tormenting themselves. Secondly, they could travel to before the ambush of the Dragon Queen and directly kneel down and surrender, so that the Dragon Queen would be merciful and let the City of Knowledge off the hook.
The scholars did not have a time machine, so they denied the long night verbally while seriously studying deviant ghosts in action. They were tormented by the contradiction.
The head scholar said, "I didn't want you to participate, but you kept making a fuss.
Since that's the case, you will cooperate with us. The scholars will play the good cop, and you will play the bad cop. Figure out the details of the monsters. "
Sam thought about it. The Dragon Queen had also hoped to figure out the secret of the deviant ghosts, but she did not succeed. If the "smartest in the world" scholar could do it, it would be a good thing, so he nodded and agreed.
But he also put forward his own request. "I came to the City of Knowledge for two purposes. One of them has already been achieved. The rest is to persuade the City of Knowledge to send out messenger crows to warn all the nobles about the deviant ghosts."
"That won't do. We haven't asked clearly! It might be a false alarm. The deviant ghosts can't cross the Great Wall at all. " Sigmund shook his head.
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