Chapter 1593: 439 The first necromancer in the world!_2
“Is this really a Safe House, or was it once the Machinist’s undercity workstation?”
Matthew deeply doubted this.
The group found a place to sit down in the rest area.
The chanical Snail served them enthusiastically:
“Tea or coffee?”
“No matter what you’d like to order, we don’t have it here—”
Don’t look at like that; the Machinists took everything with them when they left, which is why the kitchen’s regular offerings have such a poor reputation.
But as a service robot, even if supplies are short, I still have to ask as usual.
It helps to create a welcoming, spring-like feeling for everyone…”
Annie chatted with the large-tongued creature with interest for a while.
Matthew then asked:
“I want to know, how does this Safe House achieve its security functions?”
“As far as I know, the largest threats in this Ancient City are the vengeful spirits of the Trolls from ancient tis, and certain slumbering guardians. How do you prevent them from entering the Safe House?”
He was just casually inquiring.
But who would have thought that the other party would actually answer honestly:
“It’s horse dung.”
“We used a large amount of horse dung and horsehair in the construction of the Safe House’s walls…”
At this point,
the faces of Annie and the other trolls suddenly changed, their expressions becoming very unnatural!
The large-tongued creature bluntly stated:
“As we all know, ancient trolls have an inherent abhorrence for horses; horse dung and horsehair evoke disgust in them, making it effective to ward off the invasion of troll spirits.”
“The reason is said to be a deliberate design by the ancient god, Eduin, who cursed the trolls with an allergy to horsehair during their attempts to dosticate horses.
He cursed the trolls to be allergic to horsehair.”
Ultimately,
many ancient trolls experienced severe allergic reactions during the process of dosticating horses.
At best, they were itching all over, crying from the pain; at worst, they suffered from fevers and mory loss, putting their lives in danger.
In so remote Troll Tribes,
there were even outbreaks of small-scale plagues caused by horsehair allergies.
To this day,
trolls don’t ride horses like humans do. Part of the reason is that their size isn’t suitable for horseback riding, but also because of the deliberate influence of the ancient gods’ curse.
Over ti,
ancient trolls began to shun horses altogether.
They wouldn’t even dare to approach areas where herds of horses road en masse, and they regarded horse dung and horsehair as fearso as tigers.
This has beco deeply ingrained in the trolls’ ancestral heritage.
Therefore, ancient trolls would generally go around places with horse dung or horsehair.
Even the Resentful Spirits of the trolls would do the sa.
Their keen Insight allows them to discern the materials within the Safe House’s walls.
So they don’t co to harass this place.”
At this point,
the creature with the large tongue explained to the trolls:
“But as far as I know, today’s Troll Tribe has already stepped out of the shadow of the ancient gods’ curse, and your bodies are no longer allergic to horsehair; it’s just so psychological shadows you might need to overco, right?”
Annie nodded unnaturally:
“You’re right, horsehair and horse dung are no longer a big deal for us.”
But Matthew noticed,
that the Troll Princess held her breath for over forty seconds before saying that sentence!
And judging by the trolls’ reactions,
it was clear that their psychological shadows had not dissipated as the chanical Snail had suggested.
“This is so useful trivial knowledge.”
Matthew silently made a note.
After a while,
Soldier suddenly signaled to him, and after the two stepped aside, he handed Matthew a fine strand of hair.
“Is it from Li Ang?”
Matthew asked.
Soldier nodded.
So of Matthew’s suspicions were resolved—
Although the Legendary Archer had fled after his failed attempt, Matthew had still asked Soldier to check the place from where the attack was launched.
Hoping to find so clues.
Now, this strand of horsehair was clearly from Li Ang!
“No wonder he dared to pursue us alone, with such a fearless stance against the night…”
Matthew stroked his chin.
Clearly,
Ingram and his group already knew about the restraining effect of horsehair or horse dung on the Resentful Spirits before he did.
This was one of the reasons they seed so confident and fearless.
“According to this logic, as long as I carry a certain amount of horsehair or horse dung, couldn’t I travel unobstructed through Klafa Ancient City at night?”
Matthew voiced his doubts.
The creature with the large tongue patiently explained:
“It’s not that simple.”
“You must understand, Resentful Spirits are not living beings; they themselves are not allergic to horsehair or dung, they just instinctively loathe the stuff.”
“But loathing is not the sa as fear. If you appear directly in their line of sight, they might still kill you despite their disgust. Therefore, in Klara City at night, it’s better not to wander around mindlessly, as it increases the chances of encountering Resentful Spirits.”
“Even if you think you’re brave enough to easily defeat an ordinary Resentful Spirit, according to the Machinists’ experience, if the number of Resentful Spirits quickly decreases, the resentful energy of the city could potentially summon even more powerful beings of hatred—those are remnants of terrifying lives active during the Dark Age, which even the gods would avoid…”
Everyone nodded upon hearing this.
Then it was ti for everyone to rest.
To be fair, being in the sa room with such a large group of trolls, Matthew felt a bit of pressure.
Especially since the Troll Princess Annie Salvens was not hiding her scrutiny of Matthew.
And what she was scrutinizing,
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