When he thought that he was going to die this time, he found that he didn't feel any pain even after waiting for a long time.
He didn't even hear the sound of the wind.
He opened one of his eyes and saw that Mrs. Shila's waving forearm had stopped at the tip of his nose.
"What's going on?" While Sam was still confused, Mrs. Shila's body suddenly went soft and fell to the ground.
As Mrs. Shila fell down, Sam saw the man standing behind Mrs. Shila and asked, "Mr. Thiessen?"
Freud stood in the half-light, one of his hands still in the gaping abdomen of Lady Shila's spider body.
He slowly pulled out his hand. His translucent hand was dripping with blood.
Mrs. Shila was an undead, and Freud was a spirit, so he didn't have blood.
Freud's blood was Sam's.
"You did a good job. You knew that the blood of your kin was the key to restraining Mrs. Shila. However, you neglected one thing. Mrs. Shila's mouth is not only on her head, but also on her abdomen. In other words, the mouth on her abdomen is the closest to the core of her soul. " Under Sam's confused eyes, Freud explained, "Although the mouth on her head is bleeding, it will take a long time for her soul to collapse. She might launch another attack during this time, just like what happened just now."
Only by putting your blood into the mouth on her abdomen will you be able to hit her. Her soul will collapse quickly and she won't be able to fight back. "
Sam finally understood what Freud was talking about.
The mouth on the Book of the Dead wasn't the mouth on Mrs. Shila's head, but the mouth on her abdomen where countless sharp teeth could be seen.
"You haven't left the mortal world yet, so your thinking is still the same as that of an ordinary human. You can't be blamed for this mistake. When you enter the wizarding world and see all kinds of strange creatures, you will be able to escape from your current predicament. " Freud said as he took out a bottle and sucked the half-transparent Madam Shila into it.
As soon as Mrs. Shila was sucked into the bottle, her body stopped collapsing as if time had stopped.
Freud shook the bottle with satisfaction. He could use it to practice his soul trick later.
However, before that, he needed to get Sam's approval.
After all, it was little Sam who killed Mrs. Sila. Even if Freud did not help her in the end, her death would not have stopped even if he did not help her. Madam Shila would still die after a while, but at a slower speed.
While Freud was thinking about how to make Sam nod, Sam suddenly asked, "Mister Teesen, you knew that Lady Shila would come to the castle, right?"
Seeing the resentment in Sam's eyes, Freud didn't know what to say.
"Yes." At this moment, a clear and powerful voice sounded from the dark corridor in the distance.
With a series of footsteps, a red-haired, golden-eyed man appeared in little Sam's sight.
"Mister Padt," Young Sam greeted him respectfully.
Angor nodded. He walked to Sam and pointed a finger in the air. Sam felt something flowing in his ears, and all the dirt on his wounds disappeared.
After the wound was cleaned, another warm current hit him, and the torn wound began to heal quickly.
"Is this a wizard's spell?" Little Sam stared at the wound in disbelief.
"It's a cantrip, not a spell. A level-0 cantrip, Cleanse, and a level-1 cantrip, Heal. They're simple cantrips that you'll learn once you become an apprentice, "Angor explained. "I can answer your question now." Angor paused for a second before continuing, "Now, I can answer your question."
"You want to know if we knew that Lady Shila would come. Yes, we were sure that she would show up, and we also knew that you'd become her target. "
Sam nodded. "That's why you told me to be careful and use my brain when I'm in danger, mister."
"That's right." Angor nodded.
Sam thought about Alda's sudden change of attitude. He didn't think it was strange at first, but now, he realized something was wrong. "Did Alda say that he wanted to go back and rest because …"
"We sensed that Madam Shira was about to appear. To prevent Alda from getting hurt, I told him to return to the room where the defensive magic circle was set up."
Sam remained silent for a moment. "What about me?"
It was a simple question, but Angor could tell that he was trying to control his emotions. If Freud were in Sam's shoes, he would probably be more agitated. Everyone knew the truth while he was the only one who didn't. It was already difficult for him to control his emotions when he was being rejected.
Angor chuckled. "You already guessed it. We brought you here so that you could face Lady Shila."
"Why?" When Sam saw Freud telling him that the real mouth was in her stomach, he knew that everything he did, including his escape and Lady Shila's pursuit, were all under Freud and Angor's watch.
"So, I'm just an actor in a preset play?"
Angor noticed the change in Sam's expression. Angor also understood what Sam was trying to say. If he was an actor, what were they?
Angor gently rubbed Sam's brown hair. "You're not an actor, and we're not the audience who needs to be entertained."
Somehow, Sam was convinced by Angor's words.
Even though Sam believed Angor's words, he still lowered his head and remained silent.
Angor understood Sam's reaction, so he didn't mind. "You might feel strange, or even resentful. But it all stems from the question you asked me before we came here."
Little Sam: "What do you think of my question?"
"You want to join Brute Cavern, right?"
Sam nodded. He did say that he wanted to join Mister Padt's organization.
"You've been staying in the orphanage these days, so I'm sure you've heard about its purpose."
Little Sam nodded again. Alda had told him that his role in the orphanage was to play the role of the characters in the Daybreak Slayer's illusion, which was a trial for the talents.
Sam's eyes glowed when he realized something. "So, it's about my test? So I can join Brute Cavern if I pass? "
Angor nodded with a smile. "Yes. Congratulations. You've passed. It is indeed a test. But it's a little different from what you imagined. "
"Different?"
"You'll find out the difference when you enter Brute Cavern," said Angor.
Sam's eyes brightened up. He didn't care about the "different" part. He was more interested in the fact that he was accepted into Brute Cavern.
Although the process was very painful, the result was good. For Little Sam, this was already very good.
Sam couldn't help but stand up and bow to Angor. However, as soon as he moved, the wound that had not completely healed immediately gave him a painful lesson.
Freud quickly helped Sam up. "You can't move right now. Don't thank me until you're healed."
"It's about Lady Sila." "Freud took Sam away with a Soul Capture Flask," Angor spoke again when Sam was helped to a guest room nearby.
Young Sam nodded. He saw Mrs. Shilla being put into a small bottle.
"That's useless to you. But it'll be useful to Freud." Angor signaled Freud to explain himself.
Freud quickly went to Angor and explained that he needed Lady Sila's help.
It took Sam quite a while before he realized that Freud was asking for his opinion.
"Although Lady Cira was a test, her appearance and her death were all caused by you. So, according to the rules of distribution, you should get most of her loot, "Freud explained.
According to Freud's personality, he wouldn't talk about the principle of distribution with a mortal.
Sam, on the other hand, was different. As a near-spirit, he had an unparalleled talent for soul manipulation, which allowed him to attract special souls and undead creatures. This alone would be of great use to him, Alda, and Sunny in the future.
Now, it was better to maintain a good relationship with Freud.
Sam had been a slave for a long time, and he could clearly feel the sincerity and hypocrisy in Freud's words. Now that Freud was being honest, Sam was touched by Freud's sincerity, and he treated Sam as an equal.
The last bit of resentment in Sam's heart was now gone.
He read a lot about undead creatures, and he knew that they wouldn't be useful to him for a long time in the future. Keeping them around would only bring him bad luck.
Angor was right. Lady Sila was useless to him. Besides, Freud had also promised to compensate him in the future.
Thinking of this, Sam no longer hesitated and nodded, "I agree to give it to Mr. Thyssen. If it weren't for Mister Dissen's help, I'd be dead already. "
Freud chuckled. He didn't tell Sam that Angor wouldn't let him die even if he didn't help him. Instead, he continued to play with the bottle.
Angor put a hand on Sam's shoulder. "I'll take Freud to train first. You stay here for now. You'll be safe."
With that, Angor gave Freud a look, and the two quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Sam put a hand on his wound that was slowly healing. When it was fully healed, he lit up an oil lamp and took out a blank notebook to record what happened today.
…
On the other side, Angor and Freud were quickly running through the forest.
Very quickly, they arrived at a bare mountain peak. This place was not far from the Star Lake Castle, and they could even vaguely see the lights of the castle on the other side of the mountain.
"Let's split up."
"Okay." Freud nodded.
The reason why they came here was because they had secretly observed that this was where Mrs. Shila had first appeared.
This meant that Lady Sila had been hiding here all along.
How did Lady Sila manage to hide her presence when they didn't sense any undead energy in this place? This made them feel a little strange, which was why they came over to investigate.
Since they had narrowed down their search area, it was easier for them to find clues.
Soon, Angor found a place inside the mountain where his spirit power was blocked by an invisible force.
Next, he took out an earth rune scroll that was used to build a house.
Using the scroll's power, he forcefully created a cave that led to the inside of the mountain.
In the end, the cave was directly connected to a huge cavern. This was where Angor found the strange thing earlier.
The air inside the cave was moist and flowing, which meant there was an exit somewhere in the forest. However, they couldn't find the cave after searching for a long time. But it didn't matter since they already found another way to get in.
Since they already knew where the cave was, they didn't hesitate and quickly found a place where their spirit power couldn't reach.
It was an underground cave.
The cave wasn't naturally formed. There were clearly carved stone steps leading to the darkness.
Angor looked at the entrance with a thoughtful look.
Outsiders might not be able to see it, but as an alchemist who had a deep understanding of mageweaths, he could feel that there was an invisible membrane created by a Mana Array at the entrance of the underground cave.
It was this barrier that prevented him from using his spirit power.
Angor didn't think there was anything here that could hurt him, but he still spent some time to study this unknown magic array just in case.
It took him a while to figure out what kind of magic array it was.
It was a magic array used to hide one's aura. Apart from that, there was nothing else. Even so, Angor could already sense a ghastly aura coming out of the hole.
The magic array was complete, but it was weak because there was no energy supply.
This also meant that there was a high probability that there was no one inside.
"Let's go in." After making sure there was no danger, Angor and Freud stepped into the cave.
Angor already sensed the ghastly aura earlier. As soon as they went through the magic array, the aura no longer bothered to hide and rushed toward them.
"The aura here is even stronger than the one in Star Lake Castle." Freud sensed the aura coming from the cave and noticed that his soul energy was already saturated. He quickly calmed himself down and tried to avoid being affected by the aura.
"So much aura. Either an undead creature lives here, or a lot of people died here," Angor said. They would find out once they got inside.
The aura was strong, but it wasn't a direct attack, so it didn't affect them at all.
After walking for about 20 meters, they finally reached the end of the stairs.
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