MTL - For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King (1000 Years Later, Even My Weakest Follower Has Become A Demon King)-Chapter 288 he actually knows

   Chapter 288 He Actually Knows

   "If you say that... that guy directly shot and killed Gareth Wolfyan at that time, it didn't seem like a whim."

   After Enso Oak and the others left the Canopy Temple, Remedios suddenly said.

"Why do you say that?"

   Nezemar asked suspiciously.

   "The loyal secretary should know more about Flaro Kane than that half-hearted Forest Druid."

   Remedios said this while rearranging the barrier in the temple.

   "It doesn't feel like much, after all, he doesn't even know that Flaro is a lich."

   Nezemar's subconscious rebuttal.

"This is normal. Back then, the matter of Neh's being a lich was forced to tell us after the presiding judge could no longer hide it. At that time, the Holy Spirit Church had a strong influence, and public opinion was more inclined towards necromancy. It's much worse now. At that time, the entire tribunal was in a lot of trouble because of this matter, especially the staunch believer of the Holy Spirit of Markas who was the most opinionated. He even said something like 'there is no me', almost directly because of this. Exit the courtroom."

   recalling the past, Remedios narrowed her eyes slightly.

   "Is that so? I thought that being a lich was something that could be seen at a glance."

  Nezmar had also participated in several crusades against the lich when he was a relic searcher in the Eighth Order. Generally speaking, even if those undead creatures do their best to conceal their true identities, the corruption and death aura originating from their souls will leak out unconsciously.

   Not to mention the body that will continue to rot over time - except for the short period of time that has just been converted, there is no way for a lich to hide his identity in civilized society for a long time.

   Therefore, until now, she felt that it was extremely unbelievable that Flaro, as a lich, could become the leader of Jade Province. Just relying on the veil that can block the breath of death, it is far from being able to do this.

"Generally speaking, this is the case, but since Flaro got Neh's legacy, it is normal for her to be able to hide. The spell that converts Neh into a lich is the same as the one that first originated from black water. The origin of the necromantic magic worshipped by the swamp ancestors is different. It is a necromantic magic that originated independently in the Ravenwood area. One of the characteristics of it is that it can maintain its disguise in the flesh by eating corpses...Take her with me come together."

   Hiding the last teleportation beacon under the altar, Remedios stood up and tapped Elis, who had been hiding behind Nezemar, with her chin, then picked up the bow and arrow and walked directly out of the Canopy Sanctuary.

   "Isn't devouring corpses abnormal enough?"

   Confused, Nezemar pulled the girl up and followed her.

   "No one would question why a forest elf would eat a corpse."

   Remedios explained briefly, and then she continued:

"Similarly, since Flaro has acquired Neh's inheritance, then she must have enough ways to hide her true identity. After all, Neh's fellow, most of his research energy was on how to suppress himself. his strength. Sometimes I think, maybe he's more talented in magic than Evelyn..."

  Evelynn, the Demon Blade, Nezemar heard the Lord Judge mention that person, the strongest magic caster in the Tribunal besides William. However, the strange thing is that such a great mage can't find any historical records related to her now.

   "So... where are we going? Also, why are we going with her?"

   asked Remedios, who didn't know what to say, and looked at the cute little girl with her eyes closed beside her.

   "The underground root system mentioned earlier, do you still remember the way?"

   Remedios asked back.

   "Remember...are we going there?"

   The other party gave a "hmm".

"but why?"

   This made Nezemar even more puzzled.

   Lord Judge has already visited that underground root system twice. It stands to reason that there cannot be any missing clues or information.

   "Did Flaro tell you before, where did she get Neh's inheritance?"

   There was no direct question from her, but Remedios instead asked another unrelated matter.

"No."

   "Then William didn't ask her either?"

   "Neither this one."

"I knew it…"

  It was probably an illusion, and Nezemar seemed to hear the shadow queen of Ava Continent with a "hah" laugh.

   But when she was asked that, she realized something strange.

   That's right, since it's the leftovers of the former members of the tribunal, as the presiding judge, Sir William should have asked about the exact locations of those leftovers, right?

   "So, Lord Neh's inheritance is in the underground roots?"

   Nezemael asked urgently, while Remedios nodded slightly.

   "Then why didn't Lord Judge..."

   "Because he is unexpectedly clumsy and careless in some things, likes to go his own way, and never takes into account other people's feelings when making decisions. So naturally, he will not find that the inheritance is there."

   After being silent for a while, Remedios said so.

   Hearing the rare personal emotion in the other party's words, Nezemar felt that he had better not ask any more questions.

   So he was speechless all the way. At this time, the Holy Tree City was still the same peaceful atmosphere as before, and there was no sense of crisis that was about to come. The two came to the foot of the World Tree without encountering any obstacles, and it was only at this time that Remedios spoke again:

   "Actually, there is one thing that I have never told the presiding judge."

  Nezmael nodded "Yeah" and gave an answer, otherwise how else could she answer?

   No matter how dull she is, she can still hear it, this is not meant for her.

"The last time I saw Neh was not at the meeting at the Dusk Fortress. It was at the Holy Tree City. After the meeting, I came here with him to join the undead association that originated in Ravenwood. It was completely uprooted."

   Ignoring each other's attitude, Remedios said calmly:

   "That was our last attempt. I wanted to help Neh, let his soul stored in the soul box return to his body and be reborn as a living person."

   "Wait a minute, I remember the presiding judge mentioned... Lord Neh's soul box was lost long before he left, right?"

   Hearing this, Nezemar finally couldn't help but interjected and asked.

   "That's why I said that he was too self-contained in some things, never cared about the feelings of others, and was too clumsy when dealing with it...

   "The presiding judge threw the soul box into the underground river, in fact, he already knew about it."

  …

"that's it?"

   stopped for the second time, and William turned around and asked.

   "The contract was drawn up by Biris herself, how much do you expect me to say?"

   Jumara at the other end of the veil replied in an unfriendly tone.

   "Of course, tell me everything you know... Forget it, if you said it so nicely, I would doubt it."

  William shrugged, then folded his arms and whispered:

   "So the crux of the matter is still Camilla, not Biris... As for Flaro, he played a very crucial role in the whole thing..."

  Although Camilla's origins are human rather than elves, William isn't quite sure what the serious implications are. But it's clear that Flaro's true identity is really intriguing.

Being able to be promoted to a god-level magic caster at such a young age, and in this age when magic power is monopolized by the laws of the stars, is too exaggerated from any point of view. I am afraid this talent is compared to the past. Evelyn should be stronger.

   But if the opponent is not using magic power from the astral world, but burning the soul as fuelwood, then this is much more reasonable.

And being able to directly squander the soul of the entire forest elves race as fuel, plus the fact that the other party was once selected by the eldest mother to become an incarnation... Even if you tell William Flallo now that it is the fuse for Camilla's descending ceremony, he will not feel strange.

   But the question is… so what?

  Since William dared to bring Flaro by his side, he himself was not afraid that the other party would be controlled by others.

   Combining the two points that Dawmara said, he didn't feel any threat from this at all...

  Suddenly William clenched his fist and slapped the palm of his hand. He looked up at Jaw Mara behind the curtain as if he had thought of something:

   "I vaguely understand..."

   "You don't have to tell me anything when you understand."

   The Nightmare Lord on the other side quickly interrupted before William could continue.

   The manner in which he speaks sounds like he is saying something disclaimer:

   "You have figured out these things yourself, and they have nothing to do with our meeting this time, do you understand?"

   Seeing the other party nod, he paused and then continued to mention his previous suggestion:

   "So about my previous suggestion, are you going to agree now?"

   And this time, William couldn't help falling into silence.

   In fact, from the very beginning, Jumara was hinting, even expressing, what was going to happen to her.

   There is not much possibility of being able to "kill" oneself in this world.

If you suddenly became enthusiastic, faced with the legions that were advancing one after another and a considerable number of superhumans, you had to give up a head-to-head confrontation—except for exhausting energy like this and then being piled to death by the number of people, I am afraid that only the body of the king of nothingness is stepping on it. It is possible to kill yourself in this world.

   After all, in the face of an enemy that doesn't show a blood bar, William can only suppress the opponent for a short time at most. And once you lose the suppressing power that burst out, you will be equally unsafe.

   If the reason is deduced from the result—Camilla intends to directly bring her body to this world to forcibly kill herself?

   But the question is, how can He cause law-level damage to the present world—just like the Seven Calamities in the past, so as to open a lunar crack that is large enough and wide enough to allow Him to come to the present world?

   And the clue of this method is probably hidden in the two pieces of information that Clawmara told him earlier.

   (end of this chapter)