"Doctor, I understand your concerns, but the City of Knowledge's reputation has already hit rock bottom. Admitting your mistakes can at least prove your courage and reduce your psychological pressure," Sam advised.
"Pressure? What pressure? Don't spout nonsense. Everything we do is for the people of the Seven Nations. "
Theobald pulled a long face and tried his best to straighten his slightly hunched back to make himself look indomitable and magnanimous.
"We have a clear conscience! We eat well, sleep well, and stand upright! "he emphasized again.
Sam raised his head and pointed at the ceiling, the muscles on his fat face trembling. "Why live in a bunker if there's no pressure? The deeper the bunker is, the more complicated the tunnels are, and the greater the pressure in your heart. "
The fatty's words were like a jack that had been supporting the doctor's back. The doctor's body collapsed, and his back became even hunchier than before.
Then, he flew into a rage out of humiliation. His square face was distorted, and smoke seemed to come out of his nostrils. He scolded, "Bastard, you're just a little apprentice. How can you talk to the doctor's manager like this?"
Sam was scared. He shrunk his neck and said in a panic, "My father is Randall Tarly."
"Randall Tarly is nothing in front of Danny Rize. I even dared to murder Danny Rize. My name is first on the Mystic Dragon's list of sinners! "Theobald said sinisterly.
Sam was no longer afraid after being threatened. He only said helplessly, "If the City of Knowledge doesn't want to cooperate, then forget it."
Anyway, the Chief Bishop and Dragon Queen had warned the nobles. Long Night and Other Ghosts were already known to everyone.
But now he really regretted it. He didn't listen when the Dragon Queen told him to go home and not go to the City of Knowledge.
As expected, the City of Knowledge didn't provide any help.
In the next few days, Sam tried his best to cooperate with the doctors, hoping to get more useful information from the Other Ghosts so that his trip wouldn't be in vain.
They studied the ethnic composition of the Other Ghosts, the relationship between the Ghouls and Other Ghosts, their eating habits, magic techniques …
The Other Ghosts weren't very cooperative, but it wasn't like they didn't say anything.
In just a few days, the doctor had recorded a pile of information about the Land of Eternal Winter and beyond the world.
According to the Deviant Ghosts, the Land of Eternal Winter was just the front yard of the World Gate. They could walk a few thousand miles further north.
If the deviant ghosts weren't lying, then the land north of the Great Wall was no smaller than the land south of the Great Wall.
"Why is the world so big?"
"The world isn't that big, but there are other worlds outside of this world," the deviant ghost said.
Then, the scholar became more and more afraid of deviant ghosts. Even the deviant races in the world had ulterior motives. How could the strange races and civilizations outside the world have good intentions?
Even the Deviant Ghost King that Danny had been very curious about officially appeared — in the mouth of the deviant ghost.
"The King of Savages is not permanent. When the ancestors beyond the Great Wall are unable to survive the winter, the various tribes will gather together and elect a King of Savages. The King of Savages will lead all the savages south.
It was the same for the Eternal Winter Tribe!
When there is enough food, we live in small tribes. When the King of Ice and Snow is born, we will submit to him and go south to find prey. "
"In the past thousands of years, the King of Ice and Snow did not appear. Five years ago, he came …"
"He's here?" Professor Guyi Lei, who looked like a bamboo pole, chewed carefully. Suddenly, his expression changed. He said in shock, "Your king came from another place. He … was originally human?"
Sam didn't hide the information he knew about deviant ghosts from the scholar. He told the city of knowledge that deviant ghosts might not have the ability to reproduce and could only be transformed from the male infants of the ancestors who worshipped the old gods.
Therefore, Guyi Lei, who had been communicating with the deviant ghost in the ancient language, could understand the subtext of the deviant ghost's words.
After a long silence, the deviant ghost's muffled voice came from behind the dragon crystal mask.
"Only a noble heart that is entangled by the most heinous sins is worthy of our absolute loyalty."
"A noble heart that is entangled by the most heinous sins …"
After Guyi Lei translated the deviant ghost's words, Sam and the other scholars looked at each other in shock.
— At least, the deviant ghost admitted one thing. The deviant ghost king came from the human world. He had a noble soul, but he was burdened by the most heinous sins. In endless suffering, he was chosen as the deviant ghost king.
Moreover, it happened five years ago!
"Who? Who is he? "Sam asked anxiously.
Sir Ace glanced at Fatty with his emotionless blue eyes and said, "His human identity … is meaningless to us."
Sam asked a few more times, but Sir Ace only said that he didn't know.
Dr. Theobald stopped Fatty and said slowly, "Actually, knowing who he is is not of much use to us. Let's ask something else! For example, the ability of the King of Ice and Snow. "
"The King of Ice and Snow can't bring about the long night. We just lack food." The deviant ghost said.
"Food? What do you eat? We've been here for a few days, but Sir Ace doesn't seem to have eaten anything. "Dr. Guyi Lei was puzzled.
"Warm blood, fresh blood from living creatures." The deviant ghost stared at Fatty and said, "Human blood is the best."
"Hiss —" The scholars who were pretending to be red faces couldn't hold it in anymore. Their expressions changed as they exclaimed.
"Don't even think about eating me!" Fatty's face turned pale. He took a few steps back and shouted, "He really is a demon!"
The head scholar glanced at Fatty and asked the deviant ghost with a forced smile, "Is animal blood okay?"
"Human blood. After eating it once, you won't need to eat for many years. Animal blood is much worse." The deviant ghost said.
"Prepare a bowl of pig blood for Sir Ace …" Thinking that the deviant ghost could turn the corpse into a corpse ghost, the head scholar immediately changed his words, "The noble Sir Ace can't drink pig blood. He needs a bowl of phoenix blood."
"Where did the phoenix come from?" Robert Frey hurriedly asked.
"Idiot, chicken blood!" The head scholar scolded in a low voice.
"Use a small bowl!" He emphasized again.
Robert Frey obeyed the order and left.
At this time, a history professor suddenly said, "I understand. The Eternal Winter Tribe lives on the blood of savages. In the past few thousand years, they didn't approach the Great Wall because the number of savages was enough for them to survive.
In winter, the savages went south, so they followed.
The long winter lasted for several years. The savages had no food reserves and died out. The Eternal Winter Tribe could only invade the North. "
"That makes sense. This is the truth about the long night and deviant ghosts!" The head scholar immediately nodded in agreement.
After waiting for about half an hour, Robert walked in with a large bowl full of warm blood.
However, before he could enter the door, a trace of anger flashed across the head scholar's face. He hurriedly rushed out of the door and pulled Robert to the corner of the corridor. He scolded, "What did I say just now? You used such a big bowl. Are you afraid that the monster won't be full and won't have the strength to riot? "
"This is the smallest bowl," Robert said, aggrieved.
The head scholar was stunned. He said, "Find a goblet and pour a quarter of a cup. Just enough to moisten his throat!"
Robert's wretched weasel-like face trembled a few times. He hurriedly turned around to find a goblet.
"Wait." The head scholar stopped him. "Have you dealt with the rooster's body?"
"It's not the rooster. The bunker doesn't have a kitchen. I found 'Lazy Man' Leo and killed a few pigeons." Robert muttered.
"Pigeons are fine. Have you dealt with the body?"
"How?"
"Throw it into the fireplace and burn it. No body is allowed in the bunker, not even a pigeon!" Theobald's square face was stern as he said sternly.
"Oh …"
After almost an hour, Robert finally found Leo again. He found him sitting by the fireplace, the fire reflecting red light from his oily mouth.
A mouthful of red wine and a mouthful of roasted pigeon with honey. Leo was using his own method to deal with the pigeon's body.
"It smells so good. Give me one." Robert swallowed. He suddenly felt hungry.
Leo Tyrell pointed at the fireplace and said casually, "You can get it yourself."
"Huh? Why are there only five skewers?"
Robert squatted down and found that two of the skewers were empty. There were three pigeons skewered on the skewers, giving off the smell of pepper, honey, and fennel.
"I remember that we killed six pigeons in total." Robert turned around and said nervously.
"Six?" Leo tilted his head and looked at the furnace. He said lazily, "You remembered wrong. There are only five."
"Are you sure?" Robert was the first to become uncertain. "There are Deviants in the cellar. The doctor told us to be wary of corpses turning into zombies."
"Hey, it's just a pigeon. Even if it really turns into an undying monster, I can still squeeze it out of its shit." Leo waved his hand and said nonchalantly.
"Maybe the zombies know magic."
"Hehe, I asked that damn fatty. The zombies are just resurrected from the dead. They are slightly stronger and faster, but their movements are stiff and they have no magic power. As long as their numbers don't increase, there's nothing to worry about. "
"Still be careful. That monster drinks human blood!"
Robert held a pigeon and gnawed on it as he searched the room.
He didn't find anything.
"I said, only five pigeons," Leo said impatiently.
Robert found a seat and sat down. He stopped talking about the pigeons and talked to Leo about Rosie's first night for the nth time …
A few days later, Theobald found that Sir Ace was more willing to chat with them, but the useful information revealed in his words was getting less and less.
Furthermore, the information it had revealed was so frightening that he decided to act brazenly and activate the trap.
A large pot of wildfire fell from the ceiling. Sir Ace was caught off guard. He howled and cursed and was burned into a cloud of mist by the green flames.
The doctor's decisiveness made Sam, who was at the side, extremely shocked.
"What is this?" he asked blankly.
The head doctor held a thick stack of imported dragon paper and sneered. "Either he has the intention to hide it, or he doesn't know much.
In short, I can be sure that we won't be able to get any useful information from him.
Since that's the case, of course we have to kill him immediately to prevent future trouble. "
"But …" Sam's fat face was conflicted. "I think we should put him on display to let the people and nobles know how terrifying Other Ghosts are."
The head doctor patted Sam's shoulder and warned him meaningfully, "No matter how terrifying a monster in a cage is, it won't make people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.
That's human nature!
Otherwise, the nobles who saw him on Dragonstone Island wouldn't be so calm … At least they don't value the monster as much as you, who personally experienced the monster tide. "
Sam was thoughtful and asked, "What do you plan to do?"
"Send a messenger crow to tell everyone about the monster." The head doctor waved the document in his hand and said with a complicated expression, "The scholars who serve the feudal lord will persuade their feudal lords to stock up on Dragon Crystals and strengthen the city walls. They will try their best to send all the idlers to the Great Wall."
Sam let out a long sigh of relief. Although the City of Knowledge still did not recognize the Long Night and Other Ghosts, it finally started to do something.
"My mission is complete. I should leave," he said.
"No, you have to get a scholar's necklace before you can leave."
"Why? I don't want to be cursed on the street. I don't want to humiliate the family! "Sam said with a bitter face.
"Yes, everyone no longer sees the scholar's necklace as an honor." Dr. Theobald's expression was gloomy, as if he had suddenly aged ten years.
"You are a good seedling. You have a good family background and a quick mind. You even killed Other … Ice Monsters. You are destined to have a bright future. The City of Knowledge depends on people like you to support it!"
The head doctor was sincere and sincere, but Sam planned to run away in the night.
When he returned to his residence, he immediately asked Jilly to prepare a bow.
"We have to leave as soon as possible. We can't let the doctor put the necklace on me … Eh, where's my horn?"
"What horn?"
"The horn that Jon gave me was inlaid with copper. You tried it, but it didn't sound."
"I don't know." Jilly shook her head.
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