Pestilence: Rise Of The Pure Undead

Chapter 231 Holy Land

that day, when her entire crime empire was quite literally torn to pieces, when that amalgamations of twisted bones rose from beneath the earth before escaping, this had been her first encounter with an undead, this being had gone unseen since then but she had made certain inform her new employer, namely agilulf wanneck but ever since she had heard of the incident with the students and about the details concerning one of the two oddities present, she had been certain.

she had also spoken of it, about her doubts of the plague knight, even if not especially convincing.

this mysterious knight had used a battle art that seemed to be a derivation of one of the arts that she had been keeping in her old office, before it had been utterly cleared of everything inside.

the culprit of this theft was rather obvious, the other undead that had been present, the one that had seemingly disintegrated of its own will to summon a shade of another undead, a rather tough shade at that, not that it had posed a problem but it had made her question just how strong the actual being would be.

usage of this battle art had made her believe that somehow, the undead that should have been eliminated by its own actions was still on and about, it was true that its destruction had always felt a bit odd.

"antieeld, i do know of a similar battle art, and it's user should be an undead, but the arts do not match, so to be perfectly honest, the most logical assumption is that the plague knight is simply an undead that was taught the art and modificated it" in the end, she chose not to tell what she really believed, mostly because it was just her guts that told her the undead she had met and the plague knight were one and the same, she had no real concrete evidence to fall back upon.

the young girl did not ask any further questions about this subject, instead focusing on the training, and once it was time to stop, she left to continue this training even further.

"i can sense a great art brewing inside of her, the more she seems to anguish over her fallen knight, the more it takes on a firmer shape" ohrn stepped up to his lady's side, coming back from a lengthy spar session with griar.

"seems like your eyes have learned to finally discern properly" receiving praise, the elder froze in place.

"where are my four disciples?" speaking aloud, four young women stepped inside, not very comfortable wearing the traditional tochi clothes, but syklon wouldn't have it any other way.

after officially becoming a part of the kingdom of tamaris, syklon agreed to train the students and als impart simple arts upon royal knights and also teach some people arts that they would then teach upon soldiers, but of course, she also wanted things of her own, agilulf wanneck was very generous with her, what she was asking for was not anything ridiculous however, when someone offered their hand to you, it was only natural not to grab their wrist.

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syklon had always wished to impart arts upon others, have her very own disciples but she needed them to have the talent to learn her very own style, her three elites had been good, but not the kind of good she had been looking for.

the fact that his armour design was not in accordance with pezerx was a bit odd, but to a citizen of millipolo it was just a sign that all the faiths could be brought together.

he repeated the same words as before, the armoured man did not budge, seemingly staring straight ahead rather than the gate guardian.

"do not worry about him, he has taken a vow of no communications, not considering himself worthy still to engage in the gift of comprehension" she said, reassuring him that her companion was to be trusted.

"i see! that is rather extreme..." clearing his throat, asking the first question.

"is your faith in your god genuine?"

"yes"

the truth.

"do you intend to commit any nefarious or otherwise unlawful activities in millipolo?"

"i do not, neither does my friend, he is in search of a luminary of his order, nothing more"

"what do you intend to do here?"

"i am only accompanying my friend, and acting as his mouth"

"nothing more?"

"nothing more"