After settling the girl, Vera asked her with a complicated expression.
As a death knight, he could not disobey Rhodes' orders. No matter what Rhodes said, he could only strictly implement it, but the accident that happened to Rhodes gave him the opportunity to disobey the orders.
"Rhode..." When Vera mentioned that name, the girl looked confused and her eyes lost focus. "He woke me up from death. He is my master. I don't hate him at all."
"That's good..." Listening to the girl's answer, Vera also breathed a deep sigh of relief. If she insisted on seeking revenge from Rhodes, Vera didn't know what to do.
Not far away, several corpse witches brought clean robes according to his order.
Placed in the main plane, they can cause a lot of commotion. Corpse witches, which are even used as symbols of power by many necromancers, can only play a servant-like role on the island. In comparison, their power is actually
It no longer seems important.
Vera held his hand in the air, and the robe appeared in his palm. He handed the robe to the girl: "Your clothes are all wet, and there is nothing else suitable here. If you don't mind, just
Please put on my robe first."
The girl took the robe and Vera also turned around.
The girl looked at his relieved face and felt slightly moved in her heart. She wanted to find a topic to talk to him about, so she asked: "You haven't told me yet, what is that ability? Is it the power of magic? What should I do?
Don’t feel the mana fluctuation?”
Vera thought for a while and replied: "Are you talking about the ability to retrieve objects from the air? That is the hero specialty I gained after becoming a hero. It was not so strong before, but it also helped me a lot...until I lost it.
As an important person, I discovered that this ability has been qualitatively improved."
"It seems that you, like me, have lost someone important." The girl sighed, "Can you tell me about your past?"
There was a rustling sound from behind, but Vera's focus was not on that. He thought of what Kane once said to him.
Thinking of the past, Vera's eyes also showed a bit of disappointment: "Before I became a necromancer, my brother Lyle and I wandered around, making a living by stealing and selling the intelligence we overheard, and lived a happy life.
On days when I have no meal, I dream of joining the Thieves Guild, becoming a trained thief, and eating warm food every day."
Recalling what happened in the past, Vera's expression was complicated.
"This ability was awakened in an accident. Every time I steal, my brother Lyle acts first and is responsible for attracting other people's attention, and then I, who is more flexible, take action. But one time, I missed it. I
He tried to steal the wallet of a necromancer apprentice, but alerted the skeleton warrior next to him, and the operation failed completely."
The girl's exclamation came from behind. She seemed to be completely attracted by Vera's story. Vera did not look back and continued:
"I was easily caught by the undead creatures nearby before I could escape. I was about to be killed by the angry apprentice and turned into an undead creature. My brother Lyle stood in front of me and was willing to be punished on my behalf."<
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Unknowingly, the girl put on Vera's black robe, came to his side, looked into his eyes that were already in trance, and listened carefully to the story that was not worthy of praise, but belonged to him.
"However, the apprentice was unwilling to let any one of us go and was ready to kill Lyle and me together. At that moment, I felt sincerely angry. If only because the theft was discovered, I would cut off my hand, or
If it kills me, I won't complain, because this is the price of failure, but he didn't even let Lyle go."
As Vera spoke, he waved his hands in the air, with an angry look on his face, as if he had returned to that time and was in the scene that made him extremely angry.
"Driven by anger, I awakened the power that comes from instinct, or the soul, which is the power of a hero. I waved towards the necromancer apprentice, and something about him appeared in me
In his hand was not his wallet, but his heart, which was still beating and extremely hot. Later, my brother and I also learned spiritualism through his magic book and became necromancers."
Listening to Vera's narration, the girl gradually fell into a trance: "Do you have a brother? Why haven't I heard you mention it?"
Vera showed a bitter smile: "When I was around you before, you kept talking about yourself, and I had no chance to mention this matter... What's more, my brother died long ago and his body was transformed
Becoming an undead creature...this may be his fate. Even if I become a hero or a death knight, I can't change everything."
"After I became a death knight, I thought everything would get better. Even if I could no longer eat any food, at least my brother could still enjoy all this. Unexpectedly, he died at the hands of other necromancers." Vera.
Lowered his head.
The girl covered her mouth with a guilty look in her eyes: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mention this..."
"It's nothing." Vera waved her hand, "Since my brother's death, I have rarely used this heroic specialty. Every time I use it, it reminds me of him. It was my negligence that caused his death.
If I had stayed with him, maybe this wouldn't have happened... If you weren't in danger, I would have almost forgotten that I still have this heroic specialty."
"I'm sorry to hear all this. He can make you awaken and become a hero. Even after losing him, he can make your hero skills improve again. Your relationship must be very good." The girl sighed and comforted. p>
"You are wrong." Vera shook her head and stared into the girl's eyes, "I feel very guilty about his death, but it was not him who made my hero skills improve again."
"It was you." Vera put her hand on her shoulder, "It was your death that made my hero's specialty change. That was the worst thing I ever did. Maybe I wanted to recover something.
Or maybe it's to make up for something. After your death, my hero's specialties have undergone qualitative changes. Even the God of Mage can't stop my current abilities. It's you who gave my heroic specialties new meaning." "I will protect you. No matter it is the God of Mage or anything else, not even Lord Rhodes, they can harm you." Vera said sternly.
The girl stared at the person in front of her, and after a long time, she hugged Vera tightly.
The death knight's body was originally cold, but at this moment, Vera felt warm.