"Andrei, when you go home, remember to tell the butler Decemso to send someone to check who the little girl's first opponent is. Remember, you need to check the identity, likes, fears, deeds before the competition, and by the way, what spells they know in total, and what they are best at, and so on..."

Walking along the quiet and desolate bluestone street, Teresa was giving orders in a low and cheerful voice.

"Miss Teresa, according to the viscount's orders, in addition to traditional transactions, you are not allowed to wantonly waste family resources."

In the deep night, the swordsman Andrei-Augustus, carrying a heavy sword on his back, listened silently for a while, then spoke to Teresa, who was half a

step ahead of him.

"Andrei, you are indeed the person my father sent to supervise me, but... even if I am wasting family resources, what can you do?"

Teresa stopped in her tracks, pulled up her hood, and asked lightly, her tone not very friendly.

Andrei-Augustus did not answer, but stopped in his tracks along with Teresa.

"I know, you are thinking of going back and telling my father about this, right? But great swordsman Andrei, do you really think that little girl has no chance at all?"

Teresa sighed lightly and continued, "Do you want to know what that little girl said to me?"

The fierce swordsman remained silent as ever.

"She said -, her mentor told her that everything is possible; she said -, as a businessman, I have no sense of risk investment, which is wrong..."

Teresa turned around, looked up at the great swordsman Andrei, who was still silent, and then said to herself -

"I don't agree with that little girl's mentor, some things are destined no matter how you do them. But... I agree with her second sentence! So... this little girl is valuable!"

With the help of the just risen moonlight, Teresa did not see anything from the great swordsman's face without emotion, so she turned around and continued to walk forward.

After walking a long way, Teresa said softly again.

"If you still don't understand, then tell my father everything I said. If he and my brothers veto my judgment... Ah, the Ojin family will have no hope!"

A gust of cold wind blew through the street, and Teresa's thin windcoat fluttered.

In the faint moonlight, her figure was dragged far away on the street.

So far...

...

"Are you sure this is the mask I wanted?"

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In Teresa's cabin, Andre was pointing to a colorful "mask" and couldn't help laughing or crying.

Andre was wondering if he remembered it wrong. He wanted a mask that was masculine and domineering, but the one Christina gave him... red cheeks, round ball nose... Where did this come from, a circus?

"It's not from the circus. It's... Christina spent an afternoon painting it herself. Did I misunderstand your meaning, Mr. Andre?"

The little girl felt Andre's depression and hurriedly explained timidly. The little girl was talking with her hands twisted together, and her eyes were full of water as she looked up at Andre.

"Well... It's okay. Anyway, I'm just a skeleton now, having a mask to cover my face is fine, Christina, you made this mask very... very good,

I——like——it——very——much——"

Andre couldn't help but be angry when he was looked at by the little girl with this kind of look. He had to grit his teeth and bear it.

A clown mask is also very good... very good, at least children will like it, right?

Andre quickly put on the clothes, pants, shoes, gloves, and cloak that the little girl handed over, and then put on the mask. He turned to Christina and asked,

"Handsome or not?"

After scanning Andre's tightly wrapped clothes that covered the skeleton shape, and then looking at the mask on Andre's face, Christina couldn't help but giggle. Her two big eyes narrowed into crescents, and her long eyelashes were also perky...

"... I'll go back first."

Andre almost couldn't help but reach out to pinch the little girl's clean face. But he remembered that he was still a skeleton mage, and pinching wouldn't feel anything, and it might cause misunderstandings.

Andre opened the transmission door in a very depressed mood and returned to the undead world.

When the light of the transmission disappeared, a large pile of clothes was left on the ground...

"Damn it - it's just a few pieces of clothes. Is it necessary that even clothes can't be worn back to the undead world? Damn it, I've been naked for so long and just wore clothes this time, am I easy?!"

Looking at his own white ribs exposed again, Andre was crying out to heaven and earth, with a face full of bad luck.

In addition to God, creatures in the mortal world cannot bring items from one plane to another. This is the law of planes, and Andre actually understands it.

After such a toss, Andre looked up at the sky and found that the crimson moon had gradually set in the west. After returning to the temporary campsite and inspecting it and finding nothing wrong, Andre also found a place to sit down and quietly recover his mental power.

Tomorrow is not like today. Now that the zombie lord has appeared in the zombie cave, he may suddenly run out tomorrow, and it is necessary to guard against it.

If there were no other choices nearby, with the strength Andre currently has, he really doesn't want to provoke the electric zombie lord.

But now that things have come to this, he can only grit his teeth and go hard.

After a short rest, the morning of the undead world quietly arrived. Andre stood up and stretched a waist that made no sense, and then called up his undead servants, and once again rushed to the zombie cave in a grand manner.

He stopped at a distance that was at least half as far as yesterday, and then Andre took Magellan and carefully went to the front to scout.

The result was a bit unexpected for Andre. The low-level zombies staying at the entrance of the zombie cave today were not a bit less than yesterday.

"Go - don't come back until you're full."

Andre said without a word, and urged Magellan to go up and try again.

Hearing this order, Magellan grinned and hurriedly floated forward. Along the way, he swayed like a willow in the wind, which was very coquettish...

Andre really couldn't bear to watch, picked up a skull, and threw it at Magellan. The skull, spinning, passed through Magellan's body and fell beside a zombie.

"If you dawdle again, I believe your soul fire will be extinguished!"

Andre pretended to threaten, and Magellan immediately scurried into the crowd of zombies, randomly found a zombie, launched a soul devouring, and played the "Star Absorbing Great Law."

Damn it - thinking I don't know you want to show off in front of Dagama and Reid? You're dreaming!

Andre picked up another skull, but the distance was a bit far, and the strength of the skeleton mage was really...

Seeing that no one noticed, Andre secretly threw the skull.