Chapter 246: Buried Sealed Object

Late at night, because there was nothing else to do, the meeting ended here, and Camus woke up from his dream. The first thing he did when he woke up was to open the drawer, take out the seal, and pull down the curtain to wrap him.

"Dongdong, Camus, I'll go with you." Kaxiu downstairs also woke up. He climbed up the stairs slowly and spoke in a low voice.

"Okay... this thing can't be kept." Camus opened the door and looked at Kaxiu in a suit and spoke in a low voice. Coming out of the meeting, he knew that they had done something daring. When he thought of the consequences of resuscitation, Camus' back was immediately soaked.

"Where to bury it? How about near the Maria Opera House? There are not many people there." Kaxiu took a look at the things wrapped in the curtains and made a suggestion.

"No... the farther the better. If it revives, it will be a disaster. The Cemetery of Light is already abandoned. Where should we bury it?" Camus rejected Kaxiu's suggestion. He thought of a place, the Cemetery of Light, because there were rotten corpses there. The Adventurer's Guild decided to abandon it and found a new cemetery to place the bones. That place is in the suburbs, so even if the seal is revived, it will not be too dangerous.

"Okay, I'll go borrow a carriage and come back in ten minutes." Kaxiu nodded immediately. Because it was late at night, there were no carriages on the street, so they could only find a way to borrow one.

The two of them took the order carefully. Camus stood at the door of his house holding the seal. He was the first to feel that the seal in his hand was so heavy. Hearing the warnings of Laura and the others, as well as the shadow of the resurrection of the Eternal, when he knew that this thing might be a first-level seal, he felt bad. He looked at the seal without any changes and felt fear for it for the first time.

"Kadom, Kadom, Kadom." At this moment, Camus heard several calls in his ears, the voices were male and female.

"Damn it, you're still so dishonest even after being sealed." Camus cursed, looking anxiously at the direction where Kashu left. After standing there for ten minutes, Camus suddenly saw Kashu in a mess rushing over with a carriage. His face was full of anxiety, and he shouted to Camus when he was ten meters away.

"Get in the car." Camus was stunned, then quickened his pace, and jumped into the carriage holding the sealed object when the carriage came.

"I know it's dangerous, but there's no need to be so anxious." Looking at Kashu driving frantically, Camus felt the biting cold wind on his face and spoke loudly.

"How do you think this carriage came? Look at what time it is now, two o'clock in the middle of the night." Kashu glanced at Camus and spoke calmly.

"Did you steal it?" Seeing his expression and his performance just now, Camus reacted immediately, and he looked at Kashu with a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"Who do you think would lend you a carriage at night? If you don't steal, what else can you do? You can only go to their house tomorrow to apologize. I hope they won't call the police." Kaxiu retorted, looking a little strange. He whipped the carriage while talking. Because the carriage was going too fast, even next to him, it took Camus a long time to hear what he said. Feeling the chill on his face, Camus could only nod to show that he understood.

"Go..." The hurried sound of horses' hooves broke the silence of the night. Fortunately, both of them had dark vision, otherwise it would be really troublesome at night. They galloped out of the city for more than an hour. The dense white oak trees not far away were imprinted in Camus' eyes. He knew they had reached their destination.

"We're here, let's get off." Camus ordered, and the two stopped the carriage by the roadside, holding the seal and walked into the abandoned cemetery. Because of the relocation, the bones in the cemetery had long been dug up by their relatives, leaving only pits of varying sizes in the cemetery. The hut not far away also collapsed, and some green plants grew on it. It seemed that nature would bury everything soon. Camus walked in front holding the box, and Kaxiu followed behind. Because there were pits everywhere, the two walked very carefully.

"Fortunately, cat people are nocturnal life, otherwise I don't know how many times I would fall?" Kaxiu sighed as he looked at the pits under his feet.

"We're here..." Camus, who was walking in front, said in a low voice. This was a shallow pit with weeds growing on it. A tombstone fell next to him. The tombstone was covered with moss, and a few black characters could be vaguely seen.

"Relimon Camus." Camus called out this name softly. This was where he was born and where everything started.

"Isn't this your name? Were you buried here before?" Kaxiu glanced at the small pit, his tone slightly lamenting.

"Well, dig it." Camus put down the seal and prepared to start.

"You use your hands? Let me do it. Although I am not a gravekeeper, I still know simple corpse resurrection spells. I don't believe they will dig up all the corpses here." Seeing that Camus was going to dig with his hands, Kaxiu immediately held his forehead. Both of them were extraordinary people. It was too cheap to dig a pit by themselves.

After saying that, Camus felt the cold magic fluctuations beside Kaxiu beside him. As he murmured, the ground not far away suddenly opened up, and several withered skeletons in tattered clothes crawled out. They dug the ground with their bone hands. Camus even saw that his finger bones were dug out.

"How deep should it be? Is it enough?" Seeing Camus fall into deep thought, Kaxiu reminded him.

"Enough, tell them to go back." Looking at the half-meter deep pit, Camus nodded.

"Hehe...when I go to the Seventh City, no one will help you." Kaxiu smiled and said something inexplicably.

"When are you going to drink the magic potion?" Seeing the dead bones crawling back into his grave, Camus put the box down and asked while pushing the earth.

"Tomorrow." Ka Xiu also paused, his tone was very low.

"Why do you have the idea of ​​going to the Seventh City?"

"Captain, Laura and the others are the heirs of a large organization. They have nearly unlimited resources, and we are just a group of ordinary people who have obtained the potion. You have also seen the strength of the three of them. Let's not mention Gandalf for the time being. Our team The only person who can compete with them is Susie, so what should we do? Will we always hide behind them like before? I think Casca also had this idea before going to Creighton City to study."

"Sorry, I am not qualified as a captain, I..."

"Captain, don't think like that. You are a makeup artist. Combat is not your professional characteristic. Besides, the pre-cosmetic stage is like this. It will be fine when you reach the later stage. But we are different. Mechanic and Black Scholar are both combat professions. , we need to be stronger." Before Kamiao could speak, Kaxiu interrupted him and told him the reason.

"If there is any danger, contact me immediately." Kamiao pushed down the last handful of soil, and he turned over his tombstone and pressed it on it.

"Hehe... I will. I told you that I am a black magic genius. There are many cultists in the seventh city. There must be many cultists in the Sequence One path. They must have a lot of knowledge about Sequence One. Besides, There is a Hades organization over there. If I need more knowledge, I need to contact them. I am not as weak as you think." Card Xiu said with a smile and explained the reason why he went to the seventh city.

Camus nodded slightly and stopped talking. He looked at the cemetery below, and suddenly there was an inexplicable voice in his heart. He would come back here again. This feeling came and went quickly for no reason. He shook his head and spoke in a low voice. .

"Let's go back."

In Autumn City, the rebellion of the tree spirits has been wiped out by the Adventurer Guild, Sanctuary, and Sun Church. In a hall of the Sun Church, a middle-aged man wearing silver armor with complex patterns on the armor was looking at what was in front of him. The sarcophagus, he has brown hair, a pair of light blue eyes on his old-fashioned face, a tall nose, and slightly thin lips. He is looking at the sarcophagus. Inside the sarcophagus lies a pale, blond, middle-aged man. It was the dead Captain Munro, and the orange gaslight illuminated him so peacefully.

"Huh..." Suddenly there was a rhythmic sound of footsteps outside the hall, and a knight in armor ran in. He handed the brown-haired middle-aged man a letter. The middle-aged knight looked at it quietly for a few times. Speak lowly.

"Tell two people to escort Munro back, and the others will follow me to Cadde City to maintain law and order."

"Yes", the knight retreated upon hearing this. Seeing him leaving, the knight's fists clenched and a dull voice sounded.

"Hmph... Perpetuals, lawful people, this Cadde City is really unlucky. The Church of the Sun actually asked me to maintain law and order for a period of time. Is there any special reason?"