Mia's first experience — no, her first experience as a leader — was not a smooth one. Not only did she encounter all the trifles and bumps, but Mordred, who had gone out to scout the area, came back with a piece of bad news — the scent that the elves had picked up was real! There was indeed a small group of undead in the distance of this small realm.
"Is this the hideout of a Lich?" Mia asked with a frown. "But Mr. Hope had investigated this place before, and he didn't find anything out of the ordinary."
"He probably brought a woman who wants to be my second mother here for a rendezvous, and he also investigated this place. How could he make such a mistake? How much fun was he having back then? He already has my mother, and he still doesn't think it's enough? "Mordred grumbled in annoyance. Nobody knew how she came up with such a series of speculations.
The Warrior, the Fairy, and the Assassin Walker — the students had more or less met them a few times, and they had also seen them doing all sorts of intimate things with their own principal. Being grown up, of course, they knew what it meant. Other than Mordred, who was always unhappy about it, the other girls were happy for him. While they were relieved, they could not help but feel a little disappointed.
In the eyes of these students, their teacher, godfather, and principal, Mr. Hope, was an omnipotent being. Other than his strict requirements for homework, his frightening feather duster, his ban on short skirts, and the fact that he had too many beautiful girls around him, he had almost no flaws. An existence like him would never make such a low-level mistake.
Then, they could only guess that he was not paying attention when he was investigating this place. As for when would their Mr. Hope become absent-minded? It would be when the three beautiful girls were around him. Thankfully, they never appeared together.
So, Mordred's speculation was not groundless.
Mia was not in the mood to analyze Mordred's thoughts. Instead, she asked, "Then what should we do? Should we go back? Or should we ask for help from the academy? "
"How can we do that?" Mordred objected. Since she was now taller than Mia, she placed a hand on Mia's shoulder and stared into her eyes. "Can't we just get rid of that Lich?" Mordred said slowly, enunciating each word slowly and clearly.
"Huh?!" Mia was surprised. "But … Isn't a Lich very dangerous?"
"No, no …" Mordred waved her hand disdainfully. "I've looked carefully. There aren't many undead spirits. They aren't as scary as described in the ancient books. Besides, they look so stupid. They just wander around in the same place and don't even notice me when I get close. What kind of threat can they pose? Don't forget, other than you and me, we still have a dragon, a team of marionettes, and those brave students. Do you think we can't deal with a mere Lich? "
Mia thought about it for a while and realized that what Mordred said made sense. Then, she remembered something else, so she said, "But, according to the academy's rules, if we encounter a dangerous creature like a Lich, we have to retreat first!"
"Tsk …" Mordred said nonchalantly. "It's all because of my old-fashioned boss. He's always so conservative. He won't touch anything unless he's 100% confident. It's the same for us. Even the temperature of the soup has to be controlled just right, lest we get scalded …"
"Isn't … Isn't that great? It means that Mr. Hope cares about us, "Mia said in defense of Baiyi.
"No, no, no. This isn't caring. This is spoiling," Mordred said, shaking her head. Mordred said, shaking her head. She was the youngest of the sisters, but now she was acting like an elder. She patted Mia's head and said, "But we're all grown up now. We're no longer the little girls who follow him around all the time. There are some things that we need to experience and solve on our own. Only then can we truly grow up. Only then can he truly acknowledge our growth, instead of looking at us like we're little girls." Mordred shook her head.
"But … Mr. Hope is more than 5000 years old, right? Doesn't he look at everyone like a kid? "Mia asked awkwardly.
"It's not a matter of age. It's a matter of status," Mordred said, trying to persuade Mia to take the risk. Mordred continued to persuade Mia to take the risk with her. "Think about it. As long as we can solve this little problem beautifully, and complete this expedition smoothly, there won't be a problem at all! You know, this is our first time leading an expedition. If we run away from a little setback, what will Dad think of us when we get home? What will our sisters think of us? What will the students think of us? "
These words moved Mia a little. She recalled how her sisters had treated her like a little sister before she had set off. Although there was nothing wrong with that, she still felt a little displeased with her pride. She was now at the Legendary Level. She was not considered much in Da Xue, where there were many powerful beings. However, she was still a powerful being outside. It would not be appropriate for her to run away when she encountered a small problem, would it not?
Moreover, even if she ran away, this was still Da Xue's training ground. Someone had to help deal with the Lich. Since the enemy was not too powerful, it would not be impossible for her to take care of it. That way, the students would not have to worry about the other sisters or the professors.
When Mordred saw that Mia's expression had softened, she quickly added, "Don't worry, Mia. How could a mere Lich be a match for us? Don't forget that you have a lot of things in your pocket. Even if we can't defeat it, we can still run away, right? At most, we'll be laughed at when we get back. At worst, I'll get beaten up by Dad. Anyway, I've mastered the Transfiguration Spell. I can make some dragon scales on my back, hands, and buttocks. Even a feather duster won't hurt me. "
"But it will hurt!" Mia said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"Don't be afraid. I'll give you a few dragon scales when the time comes. You just have to pretend to be in pain and cry a little harder. Then, he'll soften and coax you. You're the most spoiled one among us, so what are you afraid of?" Mordred continued to persuade her.
"Ugh … I always thought he liked smart and obedient girls like Big Sister Dale and Nota, or girls like Vidomina who can help him. As for me …" She lowered her head, feeling a little unconfident.
Mordred, on the other hand, looked at her with envy and jealousy. She did not say anything, but in her heart, she thought, 'If Dad dotes on me like he dotes on you, Mom won't always cry because of him …'
Either way, the two girls decided to be stubborn and take care of the Lich themselves, so that they could complete their expedition.
Meanwhile, far away in Duat, Baiyi could not believe that Mordred, the brat, had instigated her beloved daughter to do such a thing. If Baiyi found out about this, he would probably run out of feather dusters in his basement! Although Mordred was supposed to be the youngest daughter, she was still a dragon! She was the Third Walker's son, too! Baiyi could not possibly steal her from someone else, could he?
At that moment, the Voidwalkers were camped on a barren hill that had nothing but black boulders. They gazed at the majestic black castle in the distance. After a while, Baiyi suddenly asked, "Speaking of which, Mia and Mordred should be fine, right?"
"You're still in the mood to care about that?" The Blacksmith Walker, who was carefully cleaning and maintaining his cosplay equipment, asked, "What's there to worry about? They're already so strong, and they're going to a safe place. It's like a game. You, you're still too spoiling them. Even when my children were their age, they could … "
The Blacksmith Walker could not help but think of his wife and children who had died tragically. Suddenly, he paused, looking a little lonely and gloomy. He muttered, "You're right … If I had children now, I'd probably spoil them even more than you do …"
The Blacksmith Walker's words were a little sad, so Baiyi quickly changed the topic. "I'm not worried about their safety. They can take care of themselves. I'm just worried about the other students. These two girls don't have much experience in leading teams, and they're together. I don't know what kind of trouble they'll cause."
"What kind of trouble? You think they'll be chased by a horde of undead? " The Lich Walker said, amused. "Your youngest daughter is a Legendary-level sorcerer with luxurious equipment. She can't even take care of a few students? What's more, there's a dragon with the blood of the Holy Dragon flowing in her veins. "
"You don't say. I'm just worried about Mordred. No matter how obedient she is, she's still a dragon. She's wild and untamed. Aya and I have been trying to discipline her, and we've been trying to suppress and control her. But how could she possibly be so easily suppressed? Sooner or later, she'll explode, and that will be the rebellious phase of youth that all parents have to worry about. I can only hope that this rebellious phase will be mild, and that she won't turn on her gorgeous father.
"You can try to turn her into a bone dragon, right? Alright, I was just joking, "the Lich Walker said casually, but before Baiyi could get angry, he quickly corrected himself." Alright, I'm just joking.
"I don't like your undead jokes at all," Baiyi said, slightly annoyed.
The Scholar Walker, who was having a girly conversation with Lady Assassin Walker, suddenly interjected, "I don't think you should worry about such trivial things. Look at Lady Aya, she's a dragon, too. Isn't she well-mannered and well-mannered, just like a noble lady? Instead of worrying about this, why don't you think about our current predicament? "
Lady Assassin Walker, who was standing next to the Scholar Walker, retorted, "Huh? What are you talking about, Scholar Walker? That thieving female dragon just doesn't show her wild side in front of you, you know? Once, on her birthday, she drank a little, and my idiot was kind enough to send her home. She took off her clothes and transformed back into her true form. Then, she pressed the idiot under her body and raped him! If I hadn't been following them, she would've tainted the idiot's chastity! Hmph! That's why I'm the idiot … Ouch! Why are you poking me? "
'If I don't poke you, we won't be able to stop! Speaking of which, how did you manage to link all these things to me? I'm the Fifth Walker of the Void, and I can't even handle a dragon? I've already raped her, so what use do I have? Oh, no, what use do I have? '
Just as the Voidwalkers were discussing these trivial matters, the Hitman Walker, the only person in the group who had always been serious and conscientious, stood up and pointed at a moving black dot in the distance. "Those things have left."
"Hmph! Looks like my bait worked. This black castle's defenses are at their weakest," Baiyi said with a smirk. "It's about time we make our move."
The reason they were able to chat in this place was because Lady Assassin Walker had covered their tracks perfectly. Baiyi had also used the Charlatan's unique illusion technique, coupled with the Lich Walker's control over the undead, and the Scholar Walker's formation, which emitted the scent of the living, on the undead's bodies. With these formations, the Voidwalkers had successfully lured away the enemy's main force, leaving the black castle defenseless.
It was not that the Voidwalkers could not force their way through the undead army, but that would be troublesome. Secondly, it would be a protracted battle, which would be a waste of time. Thirdly, Baiyi was worried that something unexpected might happen.
To be able to sneak into Black Castle and directly achieve his goal was the most efficient way to do so.
"Everyone, be careful when we make our move. The enemy has the power of the Laws, so don't let your guard down," Baiyi said to the Voidwalkers, who were preparing for their mission.
"Also, I've been wondering about something. I feel like there are fewer undead here than I expected. Am I hallucinating, or am I mistaken? "Baiyi asked again.
No one could answer this question, including the Lich, because there were too many possibilities. Undead creatures were much easier to hide and hide than human armies. They could hide in the ground, or compress behind a door. It was easy to hide in any way.
"That's why we need to be prepared for an ambush. When that happens, I'll use a forbidden spell to clear the area. The rest of you, be careful not to get caught in the crossfire. After the spell is cast, the Scholar Walker, the Blacksmith Walker, and the Hitman Walker will hold off any reinforcements that might appear. The Assassin Walker, the Lich Walker, and I will go straight for the enemy. Any other questions?" Baiyi said.
Such a simple plan was not a problem. The only thing they had to worry about was whether the black castle had the answers Baiyi was looking for.
At that moment, in the great hall of the black castle, a vampire with sharp fangs and dressed in a red robe reported to the Grandruler of the Netherworld. "Galthra and Charma's armies have left. My vampires are the only ones left in the castle's defense. They are very weak, and the enemy might take this opportunity to ambush us. Your Majesty, should we —"
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