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    Unlike the previous demonized bodyguard who left no soul behind, the assassin's soul did not disappear inexplicably after his death.  According to Du Ze's speculation, this may be related to the difference between them making a deal with the devil.  Many rumors and evidence indicate that demons have a voracious appetite for souls and are always looking for more.

    This is just what he wanted.  Using the soul matched with the body can improve the quality of the undead servants produced.

    Using the little bit of mental power he finally recovered to drive the gemstone skull and absorb the assassin's soul into it, Du Ze felt dizzy again.  He resisted the desire to faint immediately, put the gem skull away, and then fell on his bed.  He didn't even have time to take off his boots.  "Yuliya, you can go and rest." His tone was weak.  "I'll get rid of the body."

    "I will not leave you! I am your guardian knight!" Yulia hugged her sword and sat down on the chair.  "Sleep peacefully, Du Ze," she said.  "I will keep you safe!"

    Du Ze wanted to say something more, but the sequelae of mental exhaustion weakened his ability to use language.  In the end, he only muttered a few words whose meaning was difficult to discern, and then fell into a dreamless sleep.

    This time, he did not dream about the unknown ancestor again.

    Excessive fatigue extended his sleep time a lot.  When he woke up again, it was already the afternoon of the next day.  Sunlight shines into the room from the west-facing windows.  He sat up from the bed, let out a long yawn, and found that someone had covered him with a thin blanket. Unfortunately, he was still wearing leather boots, and the dust from the soles of the shoes rubbed everywhere on the sheets and blanket.  He lifted off the blanket covering himself and climbed out of bed. This action woke up Yulia who was standing next to him. Previously, Yulia, who was only wearing pajamas, was half lying on the bed holding her sword.  Sleeping soundly on a chair with a backrest.

    "who!"

    Yulia jumped up suddenly, looking as alert as a fox facing a hunter.  She noticed that the person who made the sound was Du Ze, so she breathed a sigh of relief and put back the sword that was about to be unsheathed.  "I'm just a little sleepy." She wiped away the coolness in the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and explained slightly awkwardly: "I originally wanted to wait until you wake up but unknowingly just"

    "I understand your concerns very well, Yulia, that makes sense, but I still hope you can take care of yourself. After all, only by keeping yourself in good condition can you be able to protect others." Although he was indeed affected by this  Touched by the behavior, Du Ze's psychological activities were barely reflected on his expression.  "Just like the sword in your hand - a tired warrior is like a blunt and rusty weapon. These cannot be used to defend against a truly powerful enemy, and therefore cannot truly serve the purpose of protection."

    "Use your sword to protect your loved ones from enemies." He recited the inscription on the sword of protection.  "And protecting yourself is the prerequisite for protecting others."

    Yulia scratched her head.  It was a little more complicated for her, but she figured it out quickly.  Although she always felt that this statement seemed to be somewhat different from the orthodox knight education she had received.  "I see." She tucked the sword under her arm.  "So I should go to bed now and make sure I have enough energy so that I can better perform my duties as a guardian knight?"

    "That's right." Du Ze nodded.  "No matter what else you have to do, let's wait until you have a good rest."

    Watching Yulia return to his room, Du Ze hurriedly ate a few snacks brought by the servant while he was sleeping - he missed lunch time - and then immediately started to create the third dark warrior.  The assassin's body had previously been left where it was.  Yulia didn't feel much about this, but it startled the servant who came to announce that lunch time was coming.

    By getting enough sleep to replenish his depleted mental energy, it is not difficult for Du Ze to use the necromancy spells used to deal with corpses.  With his previous experience in making the dark warrior, he successfully completed every step, returning the assassin's soul back to his body, bringing him back to life as an undead.  The dark warrior named No. 3 completely forgot what happened before his death and bowed respectfully to his master.

    Du Ze left the room with the two dark warriors and walked down the stairs.  When he reached the second floor, he happened to bump into the old housekeeper.

    "I'm glad to see you're safe, sir. A servant said something bad happened in your room. I wonder if this is also the 'normal situation' you said?" The old housekeeper could hardly find fault with his attitude.  There were no flaws, but there was still a hint of sarcasm hidden in his words.  "Perhaps you'd like to catch up on your lunch?"

    "That's not a 'normal situation'." Du Ze didn't careThe irony of the old butler.  "I need you to gather all the servants in the castle immediately, Old John."

    "You mean all the servants, sir?" The old housekeeper thought this request was a bit strange.  Gathering all the servants together will naturally affect their normal work.

    Under the silent command of the master, the two dark warriors drew out their swords and daggers in neat movements.  "Yes, I am the servant you mentioned. Maid, cook, gardener, groom, blacksmith, all the servants." Du Ze's expression was natural, without any hint of threat, as if the two dark warriors behind him were  It's the same as taking out the weapon yourself.  "I don't want to do it a second time. This is a big deal. If anyone loses sight or tries to escape, let me know immediately."

    Full of doubts and worries, the old housekeeper summoned the servants and waited for Du Ze's arrival in the foyer - this location was also chosen by Du Ze - many servants were whispering and discussing the purpose of this behavior with each other.  .

    After a somewhat long wait, Du Ze finally arrived.  He appeared on an indoor terrace on the second floor, overlooking the foyer and the nearly a hundred servants with different responsibilities waiting in the foyer.  If the foyer of this castle was smaller, it might not be able to accommodate so many people.

    "I know most of you don't know what's going on."

    Du Ze¡¯s appearance silenced the whispers.

    "Just last night, an assassin sneaked into the castle and tried to assassinate me." He snapped his fingers.  Dark Warrior Three stepped out from behind him and stood on the terrace, making sure every servant could see.  "This is the assassin. Of course, it is now my loyal servant. Such is the magic of magic."

    "You should all have heard that I, Duze Lawson, am a magician. According to your understanding, a magician should be the kind of person who can make the dead dance, make rainy days clear up, and turn brass into gold. But you  Do you really know what a magician is?" Du Ze's voice was not loud, but due to the influence of the building structure, his voice could still be heard clearly by everyone in the foyer.  "Let me tell you what a real magician is -"

    The crossbar used to lock the main castle gate suddenly fell down, making a loud noise.  Hearing the noise behind them, the servants looked back and saw two monsters holding weapons and whose bodies were made entirely of bones locking the door.  Suddenly coming into contact with these obviously inhuman servants of the undead at close range, some timid servants screamed, and discussions started again.

    "Some of you cooperated with my enemies to help the assassin sneak into this castle and deliver him to my door. If this despicable trick succeeded, I would be a cold corpse now." Du  Ze raised his voice.  "So, I decided to let you see with your own eyes what a magician can do, and why I don't recommend that you cooperate with my enemies."

    A ¡®man¡¯ with a long neck and a monster head walked out of the dark corridor. Its strange appearance aroused the fear of many servants, and the crowd began to retreat in the opposite direction.  Afterwards, several heavily armed skeleton warriors and rotting zombies appeared behind it, dispersed their formation, and vaguely surrounded the servants in the hall.  Although the number of these undead servants is limited, the psychological pressure they cause to people is much higher than the same number of ordinary soldiers.

    "I will not pursue those who have made wrong choices, and I will not even investigate who it is, but I do not want anyone to engage in any disputes with anyone outside the castle for any reason.  Any 'special deal'. If there is a second time, I will never have any mercy for them, but will use the simplest, most painful and cruelest way to tell those traitors that a magician is here  How good can it be?¡±

    Du Ze patted the handrail of the terrace and signaled the servants, who were whispering louder and louder, to quiet down.

    ¡°If I die, my servants will avenge me,¡± he said.  "I don't know who is the traitor who was bribed by the Faceless Men, and I don't care. If I die, my servants will bloodbath this castle and kill the traitors and the innocent people implicated by the traitors.  Exhausted. So I really don¡¯t recommend that you cooperate with the Faceless Men, or anyone who has any intentions towards me, the castle, or the position of lord, no matter what they give you, or promise to  Give you nothing. Nothing is more important than your own life, right?"

    The reactions of the servants varied.  Some servants were frightened by the undead servants and stood there with their heads down without saying a word.  Some servants looked at Du Ze excitedly and made sounds expressing dissatisfaction.  Some servants were busy discussing with others.  Some servants showed obvious fear. If it weren't for the undead servants nearby, they would almostThey all ran away.

    There are indeed Faceless Men among them.

    "You can now return to your normal work. As I said, I will not pursue what has happened." Du Ze gave a silent order to the No. 2 Dark Warrior who commanded other undead servants.  The servants began to retreat back into the dark corridor.  "But remember this - there will be no second chance of my mercy."

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