Burris stayed up all night.

Lott has been awake for three days. Burris tried all the methods he could think of, but none worked.

Burris didn't want the black pine under the tower to know about this, so he left Lot in the large analytical circle. In the center of the law formation, there was an extra bed beside the desk. During these three days, Burris sat at the table and fiddled with a pile of books, paper, bottles and jars, and Lot lay on the simple wooden bed beside him and fell asleep.

He was really not in a coma, but asleep. He breathed smoothly, turned over often, and even occasionally smashed his lips, said two dreams... Burris analyzed his dreams, but found nothing, he said meaningless interjections, and occasionally felt uncomfortable. Humbling a few times, or laughing vaguely.

Burris stayed up all night the first day, and slept intermittently until the next afternoon. In the evening, he kept checking the literature and doing experiments, and he recovered, it was bright again outside. Burris was severely lacking sleep these days, and Lot slept as sweetly as a baby.

A copper bell rang in the circle, and Mr. Willis, the house golem, was calling for the master. Burris stood up, a sudden dizziness hit him, his eyes turned black, his body shook, and he fell back into the chair.

After getting used to it for a while, he shuffled out of the circle.

He is familiar with this sense of weakness. Before his body became younger, he lived like this almost every day.

Burris walked from the circle into the attic, and Mr. Willis immediately greeted him and helped him. "What's the matter..." After speaking, Burris was taken aback by his hoarse voice.

The Golem replied: "You have 14 unanswered reminders. The first twelve are out of time."

Burris knew what the first twelve items were, probably Willis reminded him to eat and rest. "Listen to Article 13."

"Yesterday you did not have enough dietary intake. Today's breakfast has been prepared for you. Please take care of your body."

"Okay, thank you. Article 14?"

"Mr. Black Pine has always wanted to see you. I followed your instructions and rejected him on the grounds that'Mr. Kreve is busy with schoolwork and is inconvenient to get off the tower.' He called me again this morning to apply for the use of the kitchen in the guest living area. ."

Liberis hadn't felt tired in the circle, now he came out, listening to this, but his mind became dizzy. What is black pine doing? What kitchen is used?

"Let him use it," Burris said. "As long as it meets the ‘Tower Guest’ permission, he can do it, and he doesn’t need to apply to me again."

After speaking, Burris asked the golem to accompany him down to the research room, packed up a few commonly used magic tools, and took out the cloak for traveling.

He has to go to Black Cliff Castle. He needs Lisa's bones.

He didn't know what happened to Lott. Maybe all the answers are in the "Chronicles" and "Ode Collection", but now he has no time to read in person.

Deciphering the magical rune is very time-consuming. It takes a few days to read a magical rune. Coupled with the influence of this book on mortals, human beings can't finish reading within decades.

He had thought about taking Lisa into the tower and slowly learning about the book with her help. The song "help" refers to normal communication, not mind reading or something.

If the subject is a living person, then no magic can accurately read his specific memory. Some spells can detect lie, but they can only detect the subject’s current thoughts, not the past. There are also magical spells that can help people strengthen or recall memories, but they can only make the subject remember. The caster also wants to know, he still has to inquire through ordinary means.

In fact, Lisa was dead, and Burris could read her mind instead.

There is an extraction technique in the necrometic system that can extract specific memories from relatively intact remains. This spell is very accurate. The wizard can intercept any information they want from the remaining soul of the dead... But Burris doesn't want to do that.

Not because of ethics or morality, but because it is too dangerous.

Extraction will have side effects on the caster. According to the caster's different tactics and physique, the degree of damage caused by the side effects is also different.

This kind of harm can be understood by eating and drinking: people eat a few meals a day and can eat the fruits and vegetables in the warehouse throughout the year. If you have to eat so many things in one meal, the meal will become torture. The same is true for memory. If the mind receives a large amount of information in a short moment, the person will be physically and mentally uncomfortable, and at the worst, it will completely collapse.

In general, the shorter the content of the cast, the less discomfort the caster feels, the greater the amount of information extracted, and the greater the burden on the caster.

Each corpse can only be drawn once, and the caster has no chance to pick it slowly. So even at the risk, the mages have to extract as much information as possible.

Many necromancers have used extraction techniques in history. Decades ago, something happened in the Five Towers Peninsula: an ambitious student murdered his tutor and used this magic to extract his tutor’s knowledge and try to take a certain research result as his own. His spells succeeded, and those knowledge easily entered his mind, but he never lost the ability to express them-he became an idiot who couldn't take care of himself, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

Of course there are positive examples. There is an elf mage named Frost Star. She selected a few scholars or craftsmen who died due to sudden illness, and returned many lost skills to the world. Frost Star was tortured with headaches all his life, and I don't know if it was related to spells. Other than that, she had no other sequelae.

Unclear side effects make extraction a taboo, even if no one specifically forbids it, the mages will not use it lightly.

Some researchers believe that the longer the lifespan of the caster, the less harmful the side effects will cause him, so the Froststar as an elf is fine. This theory is also true for humans, but humans are getting too old, even if an old person’s mind can withstand the injury, his body may not be able to survive it. He is likely to have muscle cramps and blood pressure when reading information. Even symptoms similar to sleep apnea appear.

Thinking about it this way, Burris is now in perfect condition: very old and very young, it is the perfect opportunity to perform extraction.

It was precisely because of this that he dared to use the idea of ​​extraction technique. Although the risks still exist, he is willing to trust this young body and his own technology.

Otherwise, what can I do... Is there any way to quickly learn the contents of the book?

Burris arranged his things for going out and slowly descended in the floating dish.

He looked up into the attic, gritted his teeth.

I'm so mad, I have to talk to Lott seriously after solving this matter... but he will definitely not be obedient. If he is obedient, he won't go to school secretly... Then what should I do? I am angry, I am angry...

When he came to the hall on the first floor, a familiar fragrance interrupted the condemnation in his head. Hey Song poked his head out of the pantry, and when he saw him, he shouted, "Wait! You wait..."

Burris looked suspiciously. Hey Pine's current appearance made him very uncomfortable-the hair was the standard tree sea elf gold, the face was clean, and he was wearing a linen gown, which looked like the most serious kind of elf.

Originally, Burris planned to examine the black pine, but the bone maharaja had an accident and the black pine was left aside... Burris was a little guilty, looking at the normal skin color and blond hair of the black pine, his heart sank.

What Black Pine encountered must not be simple, but now Burris is really unable to do two things.

"Kreve, your name is Kreve?" Hey Song stopped him. "You are really busy. I want to ask you something and I can't find anyone."

"The instructor has assigned me many tasks." Burris replied.

Hei Song took a look at his dress: "Are you going out?"

"Yes. I'm sorry, but I didn't take care of you well..."

"If you have something to do, it doesn't matter how much I wait. It's nice to live here, but I have to pay to live in Dongqing Village... By the way, don't go out first, etc.

Burris secretly sighed that the black pine is indeed a black pine, the memory is lost, and the character has not changed.

After a while, Heisong brought out a cup of what was suspected of milk tea from the pantry. It was darker than milk tea, with some red crumbs floating on the surface, smelling of caramel, and a faint floral fragrance.

"In the past two days, I suddenly remembered it." Hei Song handed the drink to Burris, "I went to the kitchen to find something to eat, and I saw some bottles and cans, which contained coffee beans, black tea, spices, etc... Why, I suddenly remembered this thing. I blended it according to my memory. I must have blended it before, but I don’t remember what it is called... I don’t even know what the spice is called."

Burris was holding a hot drink, and his eyes became a little hot due to the temperature. Hey pine has indeed made this kind of drink before, mixing sen black tea with milk, adding special tea powder produced in the sea of ​​trees, and finally spreading red yeast rice on the surface.

Burris praised it as delicious, refreshing, and sweet and not too greasy. He once joked that this drink is probably the most valuable of the research results of black pine.

"It's called'Blood of Resurrection'." Burris laughed, this mess and no basis, of course, the name he only pursues horror was taken by Black Pine, "I... my mentor, I like it."

"Your mentor is Burris Gelshaw?" Heimong said excitedly. "He should also be my mentor. When can I see him?"

You won't see him in a short time. Burris replied: "He is very busy, goes out often, and is uncertain. Now I am managing the tower for him. Alright... I have to go. After I leave, you have to listen to Mr. Willis."

Hey Song nodded and said goodbye to him like a good boy. After walking out of the gate, Burris couldn't help but look back at the top of the tower, perhaps because he had drunk the "Resurrection Blood", his mood became much calmer, and the feeling of exhaustion when he walked out of the attic also disappeared.

The teleportation formation leading to the Black Cliff Fort area was hidden by him in the forest, and it takes a short walk to reach it.

After finding the circle, everything went well. In the blink of an eye, Burris moved from the Mountain of No Return to the woods on the outskirts of Black Cliff.

Lisa was buried in the west cemetery, not far from the woods. Burris brought two mud killers, and when it got dark, he activated them and asked them to dig the grave soil.

Taking advantage of daybreak, Burris went around the cemetery and found sadly that things might be more complicated than he expected.

The cemetery is next to a small church, where there are two resident priests and a tomb-keeper who does chores. This is not the worst. What’s more troublesome is that there are many priests of the Otarot Temple buried in this cemetery. The relatives and friends of the priests must also be believers... This group of people is different from ordinary people, they love Sweep the tomb at night and light a candle in front of the monument during silence.

Burris imagined...In the dead of night, a few priests or knights were missing relatives and friends. Through the faint candlelight, they found a suspicious figure. They chased after him and surrounded a sneaky person. The mage, the mage with two monsters, is digging a tomb in the dark, stealing the body, desecrating the dead...

It's too classic. It was a textbook-like necromancer behavior.