Baiyi's reaction was similar to the Southern Duke's when he heard the story for the first time. He stood up and said, "Excuse me, but please excuse me for a moment." He turned and walked out the door. The Southern Duke thought that Baiyi was going to contact his source of information, so he did not stop him.
However, the person Baiyi contacted was the murderer himself. He stood on the balcony outside, poking at the communication slate as he waited for Huskar's reply.
Huskar was just about to carry his wife, who had a curvaceous body, to the heated bed when he saw the slate hanging from the beam. It was flashing, and Huskar could not understand why he would hang the slate, which was supposed to be a portable communicator, in a place where only bacon was supposed to be, but he still reached out and took it off. He tilted his head and stared at the flashing slate, as if trying to remember something.
But after thinking for a long time, he finally turned to his wife and asked, "Woman, do you still remember what this thing is for? Why is it hanging in a place like that? "
"Isn't this the amulet your Brother Hope gave you?" The barbarian lady, who had been interrupted, said impatiently.
"Oh, that's right. It's from Brother Hope. But why is it blinking non-stop?" Huskar propped his chin with his hand and asked in bewilderment.
"How should I know? Your brother gave it to me. Why don't you ask your brother?"
"You b * tch! Watch your mouth! He's my brother, so he's your brother too! " Huskar corrected his wife's inappropriate choice of words, and the two of them began to quarrel. They even came to blows, ruining the nightlife of many barbarian couples.
At that moment, Baiyi had no idea that he had caused a small commotion in the faraway Harrogath. He was still standing helplessly in the night wind, poking at the stone slab until the other two were getting impatient. In the end, they could only give up.
Come to think of it, these stone slabs were sent over two years ago. Those muscle-brained fellows must have long forgotten how to use them, right? They never used it anyway. Whenever they needed Baiyi's help, they would send Cuckoo the snow hawk as a messenger pigeon.
"Forget it. Let's just treat it as the truth. I don't think a duke would make such a joke with his business partner." Baiyi shook his head helplessly and returned to his room. Without batting an eyelid, he said, "Alright, let's continue."
What happened next was simple. The Southern Duke thought that the plan was a promising one, and he wanted Baiyi to join them. When the Empire heard that Hope wanted to join them as well, they rejected the idea, until one of the Emperor's advisors suggested, "We need someone to deal with the undead. Why don't we use this opportunity to get Hope to do it?"
"But what if he really solves the problem? Let him openly dip his fingers into our vital military supplies and earn the country's precious taxes? "The Emperor retorted in annoyance.
"Your Majesty, you have to look on the bright side. Right now, Hope and we only have a small conflict of interest. We can still agree on certain things, so it's not like we can't work together. As far as I know, one of your nephews just entered the academy this year, right? His achievements in the field of blacksmithing are obvious to all, and he can effectively improve the quality of our armaments. Moreover, Duke Lynch is also present, so it can be considered a hindrance to him. "The advisor said with concern.
"Actually, from what I see, instead of letting those nobles earn money and expand their influence, why don't we spend the money on the blade and exchange it for better equipment? After all, it's just a bunch of troublemakers eating this cake. Why don't we bring in a lone wolf and let them keep each other in check? That way, Your Majesty's worries will be reduced by quite a bit …" The advisor's last words probably moved the Emperor, causing him to clench his teeth and nod.
Just as the advisor had said, money had to be spent. After all, neither Hope nor the powerful nobles were easy to deal with, so it made no difference to the Emperor who earned the money. Why not let them keep each other in check?
That was how the secretary of the Grand Council appeared in front of Baiyi. The Southern Duke was able to understand the conversation so well because the advisor was a distant nephew of the Southern Duke. The advisor's words, which were filled with knowledge of checks and balances, were taught by the Southern Duke himself.
Baiyi could not help but chuckle. "Haha, you're doing a good job, aren't you?"
"Of course! For you, me, and His Majesty, this is a win-win deal," the Southern Duke replied with a smug smile.
"But why did you drag me into this?" Baiyi asked curiously.
"That's because you're my most important and intimate partner!" The Southern Duke replied frankly. His words sounded so sincere that Baiyi almost believed him.
'What a cunning old fox! What he's plotting is not as simple as making money.'
At this point, Baiyi had said most of what he needed to say, so he did not ask any more questions. Instead, he sat in his chair and fell into deep thought. This business deal was indeed very tempting, but there were also a lot of problems and troubles that would come with it. It was hard for him to agree to it right away.
In the end, it was the Lich Walker's assistance that convinced him. "I think we can give it a try."
"I don't care about making money. I only care about those undead. If they're really formed naturally, then we can try to control them. That way, you'll have a powerful military force under your command, one that's not afraid of death, and one that's eternally loyal."
"Even if you're prejudiced against us undead, you should at least find out the secret behind their formation. This will deepen my understanding of the soul, and it will be of great help to us when we descend," the Lich Walker said.
What it said made sense. Although the Voidwalkers were now in the form of armor, and even their five senses were restored to their original state with the help of magic, there was still a fundamental difference between this and the true return of the Voidwalkers. There was still a long way to go before the Voidwalkers could truly be freed from their shackles. There were still many obstacles that needed to be overcome.
The reason why Baiyi had decided to keep the Demigod Lich, who was a member of the Order Faction, was because the Lich Walker had given in and agreed to Baiyi's terms. Secondly, Baiyi had considered that there would be many problems related to the soul when he descended in the future, and he needed the help of a master who could control the soul.
Judging from the current results, Baiyi's decision was a wise one. The Lich Walker had played an important role in the Voidwalkers' pseudo-descension as Da Xue's teachers. Even if he did not consider the possibility of making money, the Lich Walker's suggestion was worth a try.
More importantly, the Empire did not ask him to destroy the realm; it only asked him to find out the truth of the matter. That way, it would not be a problem for him to act immediately if things went south.
In the end, Baiyi nodded in agreement.
When the Southern Duke saw that Baiyi had finally made up his mind, a smile broke out on his face. "With you around, the problem will be solved easily. I look forward to hearing good news from you, and I'll begin the preparations immediately."
He had always been confident in Baiyi, so he was ready to bid for the armaments.
"Don't be too optimistic. Everything is still unknown," Baiyi said rationally. Baiyi replied rationally. Although the Empire had not given him a specific target, it was not an easy task to find out the truth of the matter.
"If even you, Dean, can't do it, then no one else in this world can." The secretary also seized the opportunity to interject.
It was a compliment, but it was not entirely wrong. In the entire Walthart Empire, there was no one who was more powerful than Baiyi, and there was no one who was more suitable than him. Otherwise, the Duke would not have come looking for him.
"Fine. Now, I need to know more details, such as the exact location of the village, the source of the images, and more information about Godsfall. Tell me everything you know," Baiyi said, without beating around the bush. "Alright.
"Of course. I've already prepared everything," the secretary replied. She pulled out a thick folder from under the table and handed it to Baiyi. "I've already gone through the first round of screening. All the relevant and useful information is in here."
Baiyi tore open the folder and skimmed through it. He saw many red labels on the various reports and documents. These were probably the important points that the secretary had marked out to make it easier for Baiyi to read.
Baiyi put the folder away. He planned to study it in detail when he returned to the Academy. Then, he turned to the secretary and asked, "You mentioned that you're a student of a certain advanced class?"
"The 62nd advanced class, Sir Principal. The teacher is Sir Charlatan," the secretary replied.
The so-called Advanced Class was actually a scheme that Baiyi had come up with to alleviate his financial problems. Considering that there was a shortage of university slots, and that there were a lot of people out there who wanted to learn more, Baiyi had decided to set up some after-hours classes to earn some extra income.
The content of the classes was mostly about how to break through to the next level, or how to learn some tricks. It was not systematic, and the content of each class was different. Aside from regular magic and martial arts, there were even classes on the Bard's flirting techniques.
The duration of the classes was not fixed. Some were as long as a month, while others were as short as a week. The content of the classes was also very varied, and even the opening hours of the classes were not fixed.
As a result, the school, which was supposed to be a quick buck, caused a huge stir in the Empire. There was an endless stream of people signing up for the classes, and almost every class was filled to the brim. Many people learned a lot from the classes, and the classes were widely praised by the public.
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