Maria's voice recalled Yamily's thoughts. She raised her head suddenly and took a deep breath, but she could still feel the heat on her cheeks.

"Oh, I'm sorry, ma'am, I'm sorry." She bowed quickly and apologized: "I'm in the castle to help Mrs. Yusevka with some miscellaneous things."

"That's it." Maria paced up to Yamily: "I know you, and I know who you are, where you are from, and what you want to do."

Speaking of the last one, Maria deliberately emphasized the pronunciation: "There is no secret between Zelin and me."

It must be someone who has a very close relationship with her husband.

Yamily's assessment of Maria's status has improved in her mind.

"Can you tell me that you used to want to achieve your studies and career through learning, but then why did you give up a good opportunity and choose to follow Zelin?" Maria walked behind Yamily and turned her head slightly. For some reason, Yamily's body seemed to froze, and she did not dare to look directly at Maria, but lowered her head slightly: "Have you given up on your previous goal?"

"No, ma'am. You may not know, I have a lot of time to study, compared to humans, I have more time." Jamily emphasized again: "But, like a gentleman... .. Good people can not be met by time. I can tell which opportunities are more important and which opportunities are more rare. Just like when I chose a mage when choosing a profession, compared with a fighter, the mage can go more. Far. So I will not give up this opportunity to be able to follow my husband and increase my knowledge. And my husband doesn’t ask me much, which will not delay my academic progress. I can spend hundreds of years in Be an apprentice next to your husband."

"Then seize the opportunity to seduce him to your bed, right?"

Maria's words almost choked Yamily with drooling.

The 2320th chapter death and holy light

The panicked Jamily did not hear the teasing in Maria's words.

"Husband, madam, I, I'm right, I'm sorry!" Yamily bent down and bowed quickly, a cold sweat appeared on her forehead, she wanted to have a good relationship with the ladies here. Originally thought it would be Altea, the Duchess was very friendly to her. The Kaldorei didn't like her very much, but there was not much hostility. She thought that her hard life would finally come to an end.

Later, when she realized that her husband was a resident of another world and a prince, she not only thought about it, if Zelin was just an adventurer in Azeroth, it would be great.

But even fools know that as soon as a maid arrives in a place, she has other thoughts about the host, and in the end most of the results are directly driven out: "In the name of the corona, I swear, I will never have anything to replace. Madame's thoughts!"

"Don't be nervous, elf." Maria chuckled. "Don't be afraid. Don't bend over and stand up. If you can't bear such a joke in your heart, you will be uncomfortable in the future."

"Uh, ma'am, I..."

"You are very smart." Maria lowered her gaze and looked at Yamily. She was so tall that the top of Yamily's head could only reach the tip of Maria's nose.

Also very cunning.

Maria did not say this. She could hear the meaning of what Yamily said just now. Her lifespan is extremely long compared to humans, and she can wait while studying beside Zelin. And people like this are rare, so she won't give up, even if she gives up some other opportunities. Of course, it also includes temporary concessions.

Bring some pride in humility.

"Can you see my current situation?" Maria took a step back and stood in front of Yamili: "You are a mage, aren't you? Those who can do miracles with power that I can't see?"

Yamily calmed herself down and looked at Maria in front of her again. She found that she had to admit that even by the standards of high elves, Maria's appearance was enough to be called exquisite and graceful. She was curious why she hadn't seen each other in the past few days when she came to the castle. I am afraid that the elf queen will also feel pressure in front of this mysterious lady. Or, is this sent by the Queen?

Just when Yamily was thinking about it, she suddenly realized that there was no shadow of the beautiful woman in front of her.

"You...You are..."

"I'm not really alive, but I haven't died." Maria squinted her eyes slightly: "I thought it was the result of the influence of dreams. I thought it was composed of countless kinds of unique coincidences, until I heard that in your world. Here, there are also a group of...living dead people who are in a similar situation to me? But they have bodies, right? How did they do it?"

"Are you talking about undead?" Yamily was a little surprised: "You want to learn about undead magic?"

"Yes." Maria nodded: "I need to repair my body and... come back to life again."

Maria knew that the friends of the demon hunter in the Warlock Order had a way to recover her body, but she also saw how much favor Zelin owed and how much gold he owed when Hazel cultivated his arms and legs. . Some things cannot be done simply by having money. She believes that if she makes such a request, Zelin will definitely find a way to satisfy herself.

But she is not a woman who asks for expensive gifts when a man is in trouble.

"Then I suggest you forget the undead spells, forget about this." The blood elf looked serious: "Excuse me, I can't tell you anything."

"Why?"

"It's dangerous and full of blasphemous magic. I hate this spell and hate those who use it for their own benefit." Yamily bowed to Maria again: "I believe you are a good person, madam, and you are sure too. I don't want the pollution and corruption left by the necromancer in Mr.'s castle, right? The influence of the necromancer will make the land barren and the grass will not grow. Eventually, the disease will grow and become a plague land where the living cannot live."

"This is dangerous?"

"Yes." Yamily nodded vigorously: "My hometown has suffered a disaster, and I know how dangerous it is."

Maria looked directly into Yamily's eyes. After a while, she retracted her gaze and chuckled slightly: "Thank you for your advice, I will forget this undead spell."

"Huh?" Maria's blunt admission made Yamily stunned: "No, ma'am, you... uh, you're welcome."

"If you want to stay here in the future, be a little confident." When Maria left, she brushed shoulders with Yamily, and a clear voice came into the blood elves' ears: "No one here regards you as a servant, except you. Myself. I remember that you came back with Virginia. Sometimes you can ask her for advice. I think she can tell you a lot about this."

Yamily lowered her head, and after a few seconds, she seemed to think of something: "Wait, ma'am!"

"What's wrong? Is there anything you want to tell me?"

"Although undead spells are not good, but... you may be able to ask the priest of the Holy Light. They are better at this aspect, similar to the means of resurrection." Yamily frowned slightly: "In the Valley of Flowers, There is a Paladin in the mission of the Alliance. She is definitely happy to explain the Holy Light to you. But please forgive me, I don’t know much about the Holy Light, so don’t hope too much. This is possible, but not necessarily possible. Success."

Maria nodded and greeted: "Thank you for your news, Miss Yamili."

After that, she turned and took a step forward, and the figure disappeared into the air in the second step.

Looking at the empty ground in front of her, Yamily took a deep breath, but she coughed hard just after she had breathed in half. Her body suddenly became relaxed, as if she hadn't noticed a heavy pressure on her shoulders just now. Immediately relaxed, but felt a soreness. But soon she threw the extra thoughts behind her head, carrying the small furniture and debris for the whole morning, and her untrained shoulders would definitely feel uncomfortable.

When the others woke up, the sun had gradually faded to the west.

The frost in the castle was cleared after Francesca arrived. Sometimes magic is more effective than manpower. It only takes a few spells to clean a wet ground with standing water, and Also put a layer of wax.

After Yusevka wakes up and washes his face, the first thing is to go to the kitchen to prepare food for the evening. It is certain that the number of people here tonight will not be low.

"Hi, Joseph."

She had just walked to the door of the kitchen when she happened to ran into Francesca, who had put on a tight dress and walked to the kitchen with a wooden basin with a few pieces of smoked meat in it.

"Good afternoon, Enid." Yusevka greeted. She bit the noose, put her hands in a ponytail on her head, and there were still water droplets on the bottom of her cheeks that had not been wiped off. After a few seconds, she took off the rope and put it behind her head: "Have you talked with Zelin?"

"Yes, I've talked." Francesca's depressed mood subconsciously surprised the doctor.

"What's the matter? You quarreled with him again?"

"No, of course not." Francesca forced a smile: "I'm fine."

The last time Zelin apologized to her this way was two years ago, when she planned an attack on Vizima. And now it's like this again. Two times is enough, or rather, too much. She could hear that Zelin didn't want to use too blunt warnings to stiffen their relationship. Of course, she might think too much. The demon hunters acted in people’s impressions were simply and neat, but In her ears, this is undoubtedly a warning.

It's already been twice, can she expect a third time?

"Where is Zelin?"

"Oh, he was talking to Vinnie about the structure of the castle and the internal organs. Those organs are too scary, aren't they?"

"Yes, I think so too." Yusevka agreed casually.

"So I'm going to the kitchen to make something to eat at night..."

Yusevka was taken aback for a moment.