ushernet Chapter 187 Trying And Failing
Chapter 187 Trying And Failing
"You mean the gravelords? Yeah, we have lots of archives on these guys, we have a monopoly on them in fact, what do you want to know?" an old man with a most exquisite moustache, a well-rested face and a charming smile spoke up, his voice echoing inside of the grand throne room.
To his side, a young man was simply standing there.
"Everything, but first, who am I addressing exactly?" the king and his little troop were standing in front of the projected bodies of the two men, their forms blinking in between transparency and opaqueness, the brightness shifting from time to time.
'Unbelievable...' Bethome Meleme covered her face with one hand, it was only logical however.
"Ah, my apologies, Ohith, of the underground tower, next to me is my disciple, Tholth, of the underground tower"
"I am sorry, but our current leader is a little busy at the moment, but it is for the best, no one understands his mumbling and slurred speech" he chucked, turning to his disciple, whose projected image disappeared for a few moments as he walked away, coming back with a neatly organised stack of paper.
The old mage cleared his throat, licking his finger to flip through a few pages.
"Alright then, as far as we are aware, there were, or are, eight gravelords in total, we have really searched everywhere we could to find a trace of them, and there is only one that was ever sighted, and not even by us..."
The undead researcher purposefully made them wait before he started speaking.
'Get on with it, the faster you are done here, the faster you can go back to philandering in the tomb!' the historian was seething in the background, if only she could grab them by their twig-wide necks and just start shaking them.
"Vwoldtnir!
"Well, that was a big waste of time" Meleme shook her head, not even mad anymore, just disappointed.
Even the corpse touchers knew nothing of the ancient undeads.
"Calm now, perhaps these gentlemen know something about others..." the king leaned forward, the old man and his disciple still all smiles, to them, what they had just shared was tremendous.
"What about the heroes of the past? Thanatok Ynigós and Maiele Liameilos? Miss Meleme was able to find many things on them and their deeds, so perhaps, your own archives would have some more?
Such as, their whereabouts?" it was wishful thinking, but at least The Elven Light could still be around, part of an illustrious species of elf said to be even above the high elves, combined with the mythical power she was said to wield, it wouldn't be a stretch to think that her longevity could have taken her all the way to the present.
The master student pair looked at one another, then back at the king, raising their shoulders.
"Our apologies, we have indeed thought to try and find her, you know, to get her first hand account, but not only are all records of her stop after the sealing of the undead king, she seems to be immune to divinations" they extended their excuses for not being able to help on this matter, flickering out of sight.
"Well, this was useless"
"Let's take care of your citizenship and titles Miss Syklon, sorry for the wait"
"I don't mind, it was interesting considering that I ran into an undead myself not so long ago"
"Excuse me?"