Gatekeeper Of All Realms Chapter 120
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The game continued.
“Your Highness, I still have some private matters to attend to. Once I’ve settled everything, I’ll go to the Imperial Military Academy to study—by then, even if you want to kick me out, I won’t leave!”
“Your Highness, please teach me flying magic.”
“Your Highness, this is all I have to live for, please be merciful.”
“Your Highness, look at me, I am your personally appointed Saint Paige!”
Prince Norton was so annoyed that his head ached. After thinking for a moment, he placed a sealed letter on the table and pushed it towards Shen Ye.
Shen Ye picked up the secret letter, opened it, and saw a piece of paper covered with small writing:
“There has been a major upheaval and unrest among the higher echelons of the Undead race.”
“The Mother of Dark Bones, King of Ghouls, and Lord of the Underworld, Miktotikasiwa, once revered by the Undead, has been abandoned.”
“Now, the Undead race is establishing a new faith, but only the higher ups know the specifics.”
“When the time is ripe, I believe they will announce the establishment of the New God Church.”
“This matter is of great importance.”
“Please, Your Highness, make a decision.”
After reading it, Shen Ye said, “You want me to investigate the new faith of the Undead race?”
“Precisely,” Prince Norton said, “Faith is the energy of the soul. Deities need it to cast powerful forbidden spells. We must not be careless.”
“I’ll try.” Shen Ye turned and left.
“Are you really going to investigate?” Prince Norton asked in surprise.
Shen Ye looked back at him and then understood.
Big Skeleton’s voice quietly appeared in his ear: “Among humans, any task that involves stepping into the Undead Empire’s territory is S-rank.”
“Because in the Undead Empire, humans will definitely be detected by the Undead and have nowhere to hide.”
“So this task is extremely difficult, probably SSS-rank.”
“He brought out this task just to shut you up, lest you insist on asking for the royal family’s secret flying magic.”
Shen Ye finally understood.
Damn it.
Playing this game with me?
I don’t care! I want flying magic!
“I need to think about it.” Shen Ye tried to gloss over it.
Prince Norton was speechless and waved his hand:
“Get lost.”
Ten minutes later.
Shen Ye was in a remote mountain hollow, discussing with Big Skeleton.
“There are only three days, but I must inherit that profession—help me out, let’s go to the Undead race and figure things out.”
“Actually, the last time we parted, I also wanted to go back and investigate the truth,” Big Skeleton said.
“And then you were dismantled?”
“Yes.”
“Then what are we waiting for,” Shen Ye was overjoyed, “Let’s go back and kill them!”
“No—returning to the Undead Kingdom requires a lot of preparation. Just for you, a human, to enter our territory is impossible,” Big Skeleton said.
“What other difficulties are there?” Shen Ye asked.
“We Undead also care about background, influence, wealth, and strength. In my current state, many people want to kill me, and I won’t be able to find anything by going back—we need to accumulate some wealth first, and then disguise ourselves.” Big Skeleton said.
“What else is needed?” Shen Ye asked.
“You need some special methods to conceal the aura of a living person so you can enter our empire.”
“What else?”
“We need influence. Without influence, no one will pay attention to you. This is actually the most difficult part.”
“Why didn’t you say so earlier!” Shen Ye said.
“Ah? You have a way?” Big Skeleton asked in surprise.
“Listen, in a moment we’ll say… that you were originally an Undead noble who was displaced and met me when you were on the verge of death. This time, we’ll go back together. As long as we have money, and find a way to disguise me, we’ll definitely complete the mission,” Shen Ye said.
Big Skeleton did not respond.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you want to go back? What’s the problem with us asking the Prince for some funding?” Shen Ye asked curiously.
“Relying on humans… to solve Undead matters… seems to offend my dignity a bit,” Big Skeleton said hesitantly.
“Was all my previous help fake?” Shen Ye asked.
“You’re not human!”
“Huh?”
“No, I mean, you’re not from our Nightmare World, so it doesn’t count!”
“…I’ll drain the fish tank and throw away the tank when I get back, and we’ll go our separate ways,” Shen Ye said coldly.
Although this skeleton had recovered its body, it was just a skull on a spine, plus a ribcage, nothing more.
Its lower body was gone.
And its size had shrunk considerably.
Although bone broth was good, it wasn’t enough to restore it to its full power!
And it dares to talk about offense in this state?
——When we get back, let’s see if you’ll eat the turtle I bought!
“Let’s go! To the Prince!”
Big Skeleton immediately changed its attitude.
Ten minutes later.
Prince’s tent.
“What’s wrong again, Paige?”
Prince Norton felt a headache watching the young man in front of him.
“This time, I’m formally bidding you farewell, Your Highness—I’ve accepted the mission, and also applied for some funds,” Shen Ye said.
“Funds?” The Prince asked, surprised.
“Exactly, come out! My informant,” Shen Ye called out.
A skull floated at Shen Ye’s side.
Suddenly—
More than a dozen personal guards appeared around Prince Norton, protecting him in unison, and seven or eight experts surrounded Shen Ye and the skeleton.
“Relax, that’s his informant. I know about this,” Prince Norton said.
After he said that, the people turned and all disappeared.
Shen Ye was startled, then quickly understood.
All the people he had seen before were gone.
The Prince had a new batch of attendants!
——He was becoming more and more vigilant!
Shen Ye spoke eloquently:
“Ferren is an ancient noble descendant of the Undead race, but in the past two years, his family has fallen on hard times and he has been wandering outside. He met me when he was on the verge of death.”
“Now, I plan to support him in returning to the upper echelons of the Undead Kingdom.”
“As long as you, Your Highness, are willing to support us, perhaps we can even find out who the Undead monarch is meeting with at night.”
Prince Norton pondered for a moment, then asked:
“Ferren, do you know how many major families there are in the upper echelons of the Undead Empire?”
“Three major families: Pale Shadow, Soulforged Holy Bones, and Gloom Whisper,” Big Skeleton said.
“What’s the most popular activity?”
“Beast fighting.”
“Which family do you think will be made the scapegoat for the Undead’s defeat this time?”
“The Pale Shadow family—they led this major campaign, but they lost too many high-ranking generals, even a family head like Freg died in battle. Their prestige has been severely damaged.”
Prince Norton looked at Shen Ye in surprise, then at Big Skeleton.
Shen Ye also glanced at Big Skeleton.
Was it really a noble?
“One last question,” Prince Norton continued, “What’s inside the most noble Undead carriage?”
“Although it’s magnificent on the outside, everyone knows that the carriage is empty, with nothing inside,” Big Skeleton said.
“Why?” Prince Norton asked.
“The most noble Undead carriage must be crafted from freshly killed horses, then structured with the bones of living creatures. This way, all the souls remain, attached to the bones.”
Big Skeleton continued calmly:
“This is so that the high-ranking figures can rest and absorb soul fire energy as soon as they get in.”
“So this kind of carriage is called:”
“The Carriage of Soul Lament.”
“Only the royal family and great nobles are qualified to ride in it. Any other Undead who dares to ride in it will surely face ruin.”
Prince Norton held his breath upon hearing this, abruptly rose, and declared:
“I will fully support your mission this time. Come with me!”
He led Shen Ye and Big Skeleton through the tent, all the way to a heavily guarded military warehouse, opened twelve spatial restriction arrays, and entered a secret room.
“The Undead currency is ‘bone coins,’ which only circulate in the Undead Kingdom.”
“In this battle, we killed three hundred thousand Undead, including about two hundred and seven high-ranking generals. All the bone coins captured are in this ring; take them all.”
A ring was placed in Shen Ye’s hand.
Shen Ye used his spiritual power to probe it and saw that the space inside the ring was about the size of two warehouses, filled with densely packed bone coins.
These were rhombus-shaped coins made of polished white bone, engraved with special runes that kept the soul fire contained within the bones from dissipating.
“How is the purchasing power of bone coins?” Shen Ye asked.
—Don’t tell me a loaf of bread costs a hundred million bone coins; that would be pointless.
“Three bone coins can buy a low-quality soul fire meal,” Big Skeleton said.
“What else? What’s the price of a house?”
“A house in the capital costs about two thousand bone coins per square meter,” Big Skeleton said.
*Hiss*—
Shen Ye gasped, then touched the ring again.
There was a note in the ring’s space that read “totaling thirty-eight million nine hundred sixteen thousand five hundred twenty-nine coins.”
The funds were more than enough!
“I heard that the most valuable thing among the Undead is battle armor—Undead battle armor is extremely difficult to forge because the materials that can withstand necromantic runes are very scarce.”
Prince Norton said, clapping his hands.
A long line of wardrobes in the corner opened.
Pieces of Undead battle armor were displayed in the wardrobes, emitting a faint ghostly glow.
“Take them all! For show!”
Prince Norton said.
With that, he strode to the other end of the secret room and uncovered a cloth.
Underneath was a pallid cloak.
“Our disguise is much stronger than that of the Undead race!”
“This is the Cloak of Death Disguise. As soon as you put it on, it will automatically adhere to your skin, completely erase the fluctuations of life force, and continuously emit the evil fluctuations unique to vampires—”
“The entire human empire, countless skilled craftsmen, only managed to create one!”
“Paige, take it and use it!”
Prince Norton said.
Shen Ye was stunned, not expecting Prince Norton to be so generous today.
Too generous.
Was this brat secretly plotting something?
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