"You look more like a Necromancer than an Alchemist," Olga said to Lulunaka as he glanced at the small iron pot that was emitting a strange green gas.
Lurunaka picked up the small iron pot, turned it over, and poured it down.
The remaining gas in the small iron pot flowed out of the pot and quickly dissipated into the air.
"Like a Necromancer?
I'm not interested in manipulating the undead or manipulating corpses and skeletons.
Everything I've done tonight is still within the scope of what an alchemist can do.
But I have a wide range of interests and I'm involved in a lot of things. Naturally, I have my own understanding and way of doing things. "
After the gas in the iron pot was emptied, Lulunaka put the small iron pot aside. "I've said it before. As an Alchemist, I can't just shut myself away and indulge in my own world.
There are many interesting things in this world. If I ignore all of them, it won't be interesting for me to be an Alchemist.
An Alchemist who only knows how to play with gunpowder isn't interesting. It's boring. "
At this point, Lurunaka paused for a moment before continuing, "But I'm not interested in doing this kind of thing. It's just that I have an agreement, so I can only be a part-time Spirit Guide … But it's only temporary."
While Lulunaka and Olga were talking, Padding came to Toursse's skeleton.
He squatted down and carefully observed the skeleton that had been around for more than a hundred years.
There were many traces left behind by time on the skeleton, but there were also some that existed before he died.
Toursse could not exert any strength because of the injury on his left arm. There was an arrowhead stuck in the bone of his left arm. The arrowhead had been taken away by Lurunaka, and she had even tied a piece of cloth around it, as if she was treating a real wound.
Near the spine that connected the body to the head, there were some green stains on the white bones.
It was the green gas that Tuis had drunk. It had left traces in his body.
If not for the armor, Padding would have seen biscuit crumbs scattered all over Toursse's skeleton.
A skeleton that ate biscuits naturally had no stomach to digest them. The biscuits that were chewed up by his white teeth would turn into crumbs and fall into the stomach.
Padding touched Toursse's armor.
The armor was covered in moss, but there were still traces of it near the breastplate.
The robe was long gone, and the tattered badge had become blurry.
Paddin pressed his fingers against the badge on the breastplate and scraped off the moss covering it.
Without the cover of the moss, the tattered badge finally revealed its true appearance.
Padding had tried to ask Toursse's identity before, but Toursse didn't seem to have any intention of telling him. He didn't want to continue asking too. if Toursse thought he was a living skeleton. If he pushed it too hard, Toursse might become suspicious and begin to realize what kind of existence he was...
Toursse was a friendly undead, but if his emotions became unstable, it wouldn't be a good thing.
Negative emotions were the foundation of an undead's existence. Without this source of energy, most undead would immediately disappear.
However, there were also undead like Toursse, who turned into spirits to fulfill their unfulfilled wishes.
Compared to undead, spirits were purer. Although there were some with malicious intent, most of them were harmless. They just had some unfinished business in their lives and were reluctant to part with the world of the living.
The tattered badge on Toursse's breastplate was an eagle's head.
The eagle's head was facing the left, and only one of its claws and wings was facing the left.
Padding touched the missing right side.
There should have been another eagle there.
The double-headed eagle was the symbol of the Double-Headed Eagle Empire, not this incomplete eagle with only one head.
Padding knew that Toursse was a soldier of the Double Eagle Empire without a doubt.
However, he didn't know which unit he belonged to.
The dead couldn't speak, and it was even more so for things that had become dead.
"He came from an elite unit."
Padding said, "In the Double Eagle Empire, there were only a few units with the double-headed eagle insignia … Of course, this was over a hundred years ago.
Now, in the King's Castle, any noble's private army can get a double-headed eagle flag and this insignia as long as they spend some money to get a connection. "
The double-headed eagle's insignia was no longer a symbol of glory, but a cheap commodity. The double-headed eagle's gold coins could no longer attract the interest of merchants. The flags and insignia exchanged for cheap gold coins naturally weren't really valuable things.
Lulunaka had said earlier that a gold coin with the double-headed eagle's insignia was equivalent to a copper coin. Other than the Double Eagle Empire, not many foreign merchants or travelers were willing to accept such things.
In the Double Eagle Empire, the double-headed eagle's gold coins were just an accessory to a transaction. Both sides of the transaction mostly used the high-quality lion's head gold coins of the Weiss Republic or the New Moon gold coins of the Crescent Empire.
However, these were all things of the present, not the past.
Toursse belonged to the era of more than a hundred years ago, and the insignia on his body had a deeper meaning: it symbolized all glory.
It wasn't just because the Double Eagle Empire was still a powerful country that spanned across the Eulan and Yilan continents more than a hundred years ago. It was also because of one person.
Paladin the Paladin.
In the era long before Padding was born, other than the emperor of the Double Eagle Empire, only the knight Paladin was qualified to raise the double-headed eagle's flag. Only his legions and troops were equipped with the double-headed eagle's insignia.
He was invincible, as strong as a god, slaying dragons and killing enemies. He was omnipotent.
He could slice off a mountain peak with a sword and pierce through a mountain with a spear.
He was like a hero that only existed in ancient myths. He brought countless victories to the Double Eagle Empire, and his fame spread throughout the Eulan continent. Even the easternmost part of the Yilan continent could hear his story, the desert sea across the sea in the south praised his great achievements, and the frozen tundra in the north whispered about him.
His fame spread far and wide, even surpassing that of the emperor at that time.
However, he was loyal and self-disciplined. He never did anything that was disadvantageous to the Double Eagle Empire, nor did he disrespect his emperor. His loyalty was also praised.
But that was all in the past.
In a civil war more than a hundred years ago, the Double Eagle Empire lost Paladin, the Guardian Knight. It was as if it had lost its backbone, and it was unable to recover. Like the afterglow of the setting sun, it began to decline continuously until now.
Other than the King's Castle, the Double Eagle Empire no longer had any other territories, nor did it have any vassals.
On the contrary, it happened to become the de facto vassal of others.
Under the encirclement of the Crescent Empire's territory, it lived humbly and cautiously.
Only the cast iron crown of the Double Eagle Empire's emperor proved how glorious the Double Eagle Empire was.
Ironically, it was supposed to be a crown made of pure gold and studded with rainbow-colored gems. However, the original object had long been snatched away in an invasion and plunder many years ago, falling into the hands of a consul of the Republic of Weiss.
There was no eternal empire. This was an eternal truth. Even the once glorious Double Eagle Empire couldn't escape this truth.
The only thing that made the Double Eagle Empire different was probably that it had a much longer history than other countries. It was the history of the Double Eagle Empire after the collapse of the ancient empire.
The Double Eagle Empire's thousand-year history continued to this day, even if it became a country within a country.
Padding murmured, "He came from the army of the Paladin Paladin.
If my guess is correct, what he wanted to escape from should be the defeat after Paladin disappeared. "
"That Paladin Paladin?" Olga asked.
Padding nodded. "The civil war more than a hundred years ago was the prelude to the collapse of the Double Eagle Empire. Paladin's whereabouts were unknown, and this prelude was blown.
At that time, Paladin was ordered by the emperor to suppress the rebels, but … "
At this time, Lulunaka interrupted Paladin. "Mr. Edgar, now is not the time for a history lesson.
And no matter what time it is, I'm not interested in a history lesson. "
She wanted to walk to the skeletons of Padding and Tuis. She stood next to the skeletons and patted Tuis' skeleton with her hand.
"That's just the history recorded in books. Maybe there's some truth in it, but I don't think anyone can write a correct version of this history.
The person who really experienced it is right in front of you. Don't talk nonsense. "
Padding and Olga didn't know whether Lulunaka was referring to herself or Tuis, who had already turned into a skeleton.
But even if Lulunaka was referring to herself, neither of them would be surprised.
An alchemist who played with Necromancy was at least not as simple and … young as she looked.