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Volume One: Striving in the Wasteland of Skeletons Chapter Thirty-Two: Assassins Strike

Volume One: Striving in the Wasteland of Skeletons Chapter Thirty-Two: Assassins Strike

Before Andor could earnestly educate the little girl Tiana on what is the evil of human nature.

The knock on the door sounded again, and helplessly... Andor could only put on the clown mask again.

"Who is outside?"

Someone knocking on the door in the middle of the night, the little girl Tiana asked vigilantly.

The place where Tiana lives is not a place with strict security, although it's not a slum, it's not much better. It's not smoky, but there are still ruffians and hooligans.

After the little girl asked a question, a series of light and quick footsteps sounded outside the door, and then there was no sound.

"Maybe it's the apprentices of the Thieves' Guild."

Tiana explained to Andor, who had already taken out the skeleton staff, with depression - it is said that there is a very abnormal mentor in the Mayan City Thieves' Academy, one of the subjects that his apprentices must complete is to steal underwear from an unmarried girl's bedroom...

Andor did not intend to put the skeleton staff back, but instead conveyed a stream of consciousness to Tiana.

"Tiana, do you know another thing about the Boeing Spell Competition?"

Andor calculated the time, the competition ended at noon, and he came back to the undead plane with the skeleton mages. In the evening, when Theresa came, he came over... Tiana should be able to support his activities on the main plane for at least an hour, so Andor asked.

"Another thing, what thing? There are many things about the Boeing Spell Competition."

The little girl thought about it and couldn't figure out what Andor was referring to.

"Is that so, then it seems you are not very clear. Well... you go to bed and meditate. As a mage, mental strength must be maintained at all times."

Since the little girl doesn't know, and Andor just failed to instill the 'evil of human nature' to the little girl, he simply plans to prove it with facts.

"Okay... Mr. Andor."

Hearing that she doesn't have to be forced by Andor to listen to those frightening things, the little girl is very happy and sits on the bed to meditate with

her eyes closed.

And Andor stood by the bed and watched for a while, then sighed in his heart, stretched out his bony finger and pinched out the dim candle.

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On Earth, most little girls of Tiana's age should still be living carefree under the wings of their parents, right.

And Tiana lives in such a world that values strength and where ordinary people are not protected, yet she can still incredibly retain her innocence. Andor thought of a novel he once read called "Oliver Twist"...

The close to the sages, the red; the close to the ink, the black.

But there will always be a few people who will not be influenced by this sentence...

Standing by the window, Andor is thinking quietly.

No, no... I'm just an undead now, I just want to survive, I just want to protect something.

——Live well, because we will die for a long time.

Andor suddenly thought of such a sentence, but how to calculate himself now? Haha... it's neither dead nor alive.

Andor suddenly felt a fate with the little girl Tiana...

In fact, if Andor had always lived in the undead plane, he would gradually lose his human heart and become fond of killing and disregarding the lives of others. In the long run, he would only become a real undead, not a person.

And communicating with Tiana, on the contrary, made him slowly regain something he was forgetting.

After all, the communication and influence between people have always been two-way.

I don't know how long Andor pondered, a cold and shiny dagger quietly inserted into the door crack of Tiana's hut...

Andor got up quietly, only to find that the little girl Tiana, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, had actually fallen asleep.

Hehe - this little guy, dare to sleep at this time?

"You can start..."

Andor didn't wake up the little girl, but only sent out a stream of consciousness in his soul fire.

A burst of cold air came from outside the door, which actually blew Andor's cloak inside the house. Tiana, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, seemed to feel the cold and shivered with a frown.

"Master, can I eat their souls?"

Magellan's consciousness came from outside the house, and his words were full of his desire.

"Wait a minute."

Andor replied to Magellan while gently opening the door latch.

He pulled out the dagger that was still stuck in the door and walked out of the door. On the narrow and dirty street outside the house, two black-clothed men with their faces covered were twitching on the ground.

Andor's servant ghost Magellan was circling around the black-clothed men.

Pulling off the masks of the two black-clothed men who were laid on the ground by Magellan with 'weakness', two young faces were revealed. Andor grabbed their arms and didn't see the tattoos of the Thieves' Guild.

Haha... It's a very simple murder for hire.

"The soul belongs to Magellan, and the body is thrown to the entrance of the alley."

Andor casually summoned two giant-axe skeletons and then ordered.

Magellan, upon hearing Andor's order, screamed and devoured the soul of the assassin. Magellan, who was full and satisfied, just wanted to pat Andor's flattery, and was thrown back to the undead plane by Andor.

Andor, wearing a mask, walked to the body and stabbed a dagger in the arm of an assassin. With the blood, Andor drew a complex symbol on the door of Tiana's hut.

"Draw the simplest one, maybe there are people who know the goods."

After drawing the symbol, Andor dropped the dagger in his hand and took the waiting skeleton soldiers into the hut with him.

The little girl Tiana in the room was already lying on the bed, sleeping soundly with the quilt.

Forget it... Let the little girl see it herself tomorrow morning!

I hope she can understand something.

Andor closed the door tightly, and he was sure that no assassin would come tonight.

If someone recognizes what he drew at the door, probably no one will dare to come again in the future.