Chapter 105: The Legend of the Cemetery Corpsemaker
It was almost evening when Ryan returned to Carl's Machinery Shop.
He hadn't expected that just going out to take on a hunting mission would lead to so many problems and he almost lost his life.
But fortunately, because of meeting the boss Ymir, all the current problems have been solved.
Reality is really real...
Those fatal pressures that seem to be suffocating can be solved with just a word or an announcement in front of a big boss at that level.
Now that he has Ymir's personal seal, Ryan should be able to live a comfortable life.
From then on, he was also protected by the camp.
However, Ryan still planned to follow the "Glorious City" hunting team to carry out the mission, instead of choosing to join [Storm General] Baron immediately.
Before Her Royal Highness the Princess's mechanical city is built, defecting is not a good option.
In the wasteland, without the protection of the mechanical city, surviving is really a gamble of luck. It is a gamble that you will not encounter the kind of super-powerful monsters that you cannot contend with, and the mysterious murderous intentions that can never be fully explored in the fog...
What's more, although Ryan trusts Ymir, he may not necessarily trust her subordinates.
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Little Carl had cleaned up the shop and packed up all the tools he could take away.
"Brother Ryan, I just went to ask Red Nose Hook again, but there is no news about Grandpa Nieto..."
Carl watched Ryan return to the shop, looking somewhat frustrated, and sighed, "It looks like we have to think of another way."
Hearing this, Ryan smiled and shook his head, saying, "You don't have to worry about the teacher. I found a great person who can help. If she can't do it, it's useless to find someone else."
"Ah...really?"
When Karl heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then a look of surprise immediately appeared on his face.
He didn't expect that Ryan would just go out and bring back such great news.
He blinked his big eyes innocently and asked quickly, "Grandpa Neto has been captured. The five major families in the City of Glory can no longer be counted on... Could it be that you have found Master Kavo?"
"No."
Ryan did not hide it and said directly: "I happened to meet the eldest princess of Oma, Her Highness Ymir Spurgeon. Then I asked her to rescue the teacher, and she agreed."
"Your Highness?"
Karl seemed to have heard a fairy tale, with . He said with admiration, "Brother Ryan, you actually know a princess?"
He had lived in the City of Glory since he was a child and had never heard of Ymir. But this did not prevent him from understanding that a "princess" was a very high-ranking noble, the kind of person who only appeared in fairy tales about "princes and princesses".
Ryan smiled and said, "Yeah."
"With the princess' help, Grandpa Neto will definitely come back!"
Karl was inexplicably convinced and could hardly hide his surprise.
Young people always believe that the "princess" in fairy tales has some kind of magic.
The little face that was bitter just now suddenly blossomed into a brilliant smile, and exclaimed: "Wow... I really want to see what a princess looks like. In the stories, it is said that princesses are very, very beautiful. They have golden hair like waterfalls, wear crystal shoes and beautiful skirts, and radiate a holy light. They are the most beautiful women in the world..."
After a pause, he asked expectantly, "Brother Ryan, is the princess you know also very beautiful?"
Ryan was amused and responded, "Well...she is indeed very beautiful, and has beautiful long wavy hair."
"Wow... I also want to see what the princess looks like..."
Carl was jealous. Every boy who has read fairy tales has a dream of meeting a beautiful princess. That is an ideal as important as becoming a "dragon slayer".
Ryan looked at Carl's innocent look of a little brat trying to be a woman, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "When there is a chance in the future, I will take you to meet the princess."
"Yes, yes!"
Before Carl had time to be happy, he saw Tust suddenly appearing from somewhere.
He hurriedly stepped forward and reported excitedly, "Grandpa! Brother Ryan knows a princess, and that princess promised to save Grandpa Neto!"
"Yes...I understand."
Tust nodded and gave a kind smile.
Turning around, he also asked Ryan expectantly, "Can the princess you know really rescue that old guy Nieto?"
"Yes."
Ryan nodded and said, "The one I found is Princess Ymir of Omar."
"Princess Ymir? She's a top princess. A person like that, ordinary people don't even have the qualifications to approach her and talk to her. I didn't expect you to know her..."
Tust sighed slightly, seeming unfamiliar with the name.
After a pause, he sighed and said, "I haven't been back to Oma for thirty years. I don't know what new princess the Spugreen family has appointed, and I'm not interested in finding out. However, as long as they can rescue Nieto, they have done a good thing."
Judging from his tone, he seemed to be not very fond of the royal family of the Omar Empire, and even had a little resentment towards them.
When Ryan heard this, his expression changed slightly.
He had previously heard from Basel that there was a man named Tuster Fuentes who was expelled from the Royal Academy of Sciences of Omar thirty years ago.
Now that I hear it, maybe... it really is him.
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Tust asked again: "The princess agreed to save people. Did she say what conditions were required? If it's too difficult, we can think of a solution together."
There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, and a princess would certainly not agree to help for no reason.
Ryan responded: "It has been negotiated, no conditions are needed. Princess Ymir seems to know the teacher, and she assured me that she would never let the teacher get hurt."
"oh……"
Hearing this, Tust's expression eased a little: "Although the Omar royal family is not very good, they should keep their word. As long as that old guy Nieto is fine, everything can be discussed..."
Ryan nodded. "It should be no problem. The princess has real power. If she can't do it, I can hardly imagine that anyone else can rescue the teacher."
Tust nodded.
There was some progress in the arrest of Irubek, and the atmosphere became less depressing.
At this time, Carl seemed to have thought of something and said, "By the way, I haven't found out anything about Grandpa Nieto from Red Nose Hook, but I got some very exciting news."
Ryan also became interested and asked, "What?"
Carl tilted his head and thought about it, then said, "I heard that a serious public security incident occurred on York Street in the Fifth District today, and someone died. But I haven't heard of any lunatics daring to kill people in the city for a long time..."
"???"
Ryan felt vaguely that this opening was inexplicably familiar.
Then, Carl said, "I heard that... a high-level vampire from the Theed Empire and the White Wolf Bazel from the 'Ten Legends' fought on York Street, destroying half of the street..."
He described it vividly, as if he had personally witnessed the fight. "I also heard that one guy's head was beaten into a rotten watermelon... Another guy's neck was cut off with only a layer of skin left, but he was not dead yet! He straightened his head on the street, picked up the needle and thread and started to sew... It's so scary, I heard that it was a mysterious 'corpsemaker' who ran out of the cemetery..."
Tuster at the side smiled and shook his head, correcting him: "Karl, how can someone be alive with a broken neck? Even vampires can't do it."
"But, Grandpa..."
Carl was not convinced and argued, "That's what Red Nose Hook said! And now it's all over the city. I heard that at least a thousand people saw it with their own eyes. Even the white robe weavers from the Public Security Department who went to arrest him didn't dare to approach the guy who sewed up his head..."
"that……"
When Ryan heard this, his head started buzzing.
The protagonist in the first half of the story seems to be talking about myself?
The time, place, and characters all matched...but the second half sounded off.
He said to Karl with a smile on his face: "It's not as exaggerated as the rumors say. How can someone be alive after having his neck cut? It's just an ordinary cut throat wound..."
"Why isn't it that exaggerated?!"
Carl tried hard to persuade his stubborn grandfather and Ryan, and said, "Brother Ryan, of course you don't believe it if you haven't seen it. But, many people saw it with their own eyes! They said it was a guy wearing a crow mask..."
At this point, Little Carl seemed to have thought of something and pointed at Ryan's mask: "Probably, it's a mask similar to yours, but more ferocious..."
"Um, Carl..."
Ryan shook his head helplessly, pointed to the centipede stitch on his neck, and said, "If there hadn't been ... the guy with the cut head you mentioned would probably be me."
Tust: "..."
Carl: “…”
At this moment, the two men stared at the wound on Ryan's neck in amazement.
