Chapter 405: Silver Sire In The Garden

Chapter 405: Silver Sire In The Garden

Annan did not know what Kafni wanted to do.

However, considering that she might not be able to return immediately, Annan dedicated another command to Eugene before the departure.

“Remember to take care of these corpses.”

Eugene asked thoughtfully, “Do I just put them in the cold storage?”

“Ya.” Annan smiled and nodded.

Bernardino’s attack caused a lot of trouble. It even directly disrupted the original arrangement of the Silver Sire Church and Annan.

However, there were some unexpected gains.

When One-Eyed Crow investigated the corpses of transcenders who died unexpectedly in this incident, they naturally found quite a number of transcenders whose identities were mysterious.

For those with relatively innocent identities and traces, the Crows had notified their families to retrieve the dead bodies.

Even if there were some transcenders whose families were not in the capital, “One-Eyed Crow” had already sent letters out.

After those processes, more than forty corpses remained. They were all stored in Geraint’s freezer, which put these corpses on standby for identity verification. The Crows could get a ritualist to proceed to the next step — rituals that could acquire some info through the bodies.

For example, the [Forgotten Eye] that traced a specific piece of memory of the deceased before his death, and the [Sniffing Grudge] that could track the location of the murderer.

It was also possible to use the corpses for rituals. For example, it was possible to transform the corpse into a treant, use the spine and ribs to hatch a skeleton bird, or turn the dead’s head into an observation ward for peeping.

Corpses were sought-after non-curse materials. Transcender’s corpses were much more valuable.

Not because of high demand, but because of low supply.

There were very few corpses that could be legally purchased.

But not all transcenders or ritualists dared to kill at will.

Annan had Eugene leave twelve corpses for him because he still had a ritual in mind.

That was the Ritual Spell [Chill of the Winter Sun] that he had not yet activated.

The Lord of Frost’s influence was required for this ritual. Indeed, Annan could find it easily. At the same time, Kafni was capable of crafting the curse vessel, the “light-concealing ice cube”.

There was also the condition of having the “outdoor temperature capable of freezing the water naturally”. Of course, Annan could fulfill it easily. The Silver Rank Spell [Frost Tower] Anna had just learned could accomplish it.

The only condition left was the “twelve intact corpses that have completely lost their temperature”.

Under normal circumstances, this condition was harsh.

It required “complete corpses” that were much rarer than normal corpses.

At the same time, it was impossible to fool the ritual.

A “complete corpse” in the ritual referred to a corpse that had not lost any part — be it fingers, eyeballs, ears, skin, guts, brains, and bones. Everything must remain intact.

There could be wounds, and thus the cause of death could be excessive bleeding. A blunt force trauma of suitable strength (intracranial hemorrhage) was also an acceptable cause of death for the ritual, but not if the brain was shattered. Death coming from frostbite was fine too. However, the frozen skin surface could not exceed the area of a palm. Lastly, corpses with the cause of death being poison or being scared to death in a nightmare could work normally in the ritual.

Beyond that, it was hard to guarantee that the corpses were intact. Unfortunately, finding these kinds of corpses at the black market was difficult. Unless it was a plotted murder, it was unlikely that such a dead body would be sold.

Annan did not have any particular solution to it.

He planned to return to Austere-Winter, rummage through the snow to see if there were any dead bodies, and retrieve them.

However, the outcome was unexpected.

Bernardino provided excellent support to Annan directly.

As long as Kafni crafted that ice cube, Annan could use [Notion Rain] to induce heavy rain weather and [Frost Tower] to foster the ritual environment to complete the Ritual Spell.

The matter could be settled in two days.

That ability called [Chill of the Winter Sun] allowed Annan to breathe out frigid air naturally. Basically, it could also be called the Dragon’s Breath.

Annan did not know if it was an illusion, he felt like he was gradually turning into a young dragon.

“Please come this way, Your Highness Annan.” Kafni expertly guided Annan back from the Geraint family’s backyard. For their safety, the Paper Princess still followed behind them.

For some reason, the Paper Princess had been silent since Kafni appeared.

She had been sizing and scrutinizing Kafni, frowning slightly. But She did not chat with Kafni. At the same time, Kafni did not say a single word to the Paper Princess or even look at the Paper Princess, except for a necessary and polite greeting.

In this regard, the Paper Princess was not agitated.

It was not long before Annan saw the vast fountain that looked like an artificial lake.

This was the first time he saw the fountain made of silver metal when he got off the carriage.

“I thought Silver Sire would hate others and cast ‘silver’ into a non-circulating luxury.” Annan groaned.

But what surprised Annan was he heard a somewhat familiar cheerful voice that sounded beside the three of them, “Actually, I’m not that annoyed by it.

“It’s better to say that when there are too many silver coins flowing in the market, we have to recycle the coins and craft them into silverware just to keep the silver coin’s value unchanged.”

The one who spoke behind the three was a young man. He had a bright and sunny smile, a long and thin face with curly hair, and appeared less than 30 years old.

He wore a white trench coat, holding a top hat in his left hand, and greeted the three with a smile.

“Tribute to the silver coin, Silver Sire.”

“Silver Sire.”

Annan and Kafni immediately turned their heads and bowed their heads to pay respect to Silver Sire. Then, the silver armored guards guarding the fountain saw Silver Sire appear, and they all knelt in silence.

The Paper Princess had already set her sights on the Silver Sire before He made a sound.

She also nodded, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, revealing a beautiful smile, “Tribute to the silver coin, Silver Sire.”

“You are beautiful today too, Paper Princess.” Silver Sire also smiled, nodding gently to the Paper Princess in response.

“Why are you here?” Annan asked curiously.

It was Kafni who answered him, “Silver Sire usually reads here. This fountain is made of holy silver that Silver Sire himself blessed. They are not ordinary sterling silver.”

“I did not make a fountain out of holy silver but simply altered its property into holy silver.” Just as Silver Sire explained, He turned around to ask, “Where are you going? To see Little Henry?”

“Yes.” Kafni nodded slightly.

“I’m going to ask His Majesty in person. How far should I go before I can inherit the throne?” She said thoughtfully, “And I need to know how His Majesty views His Highness Annan.

“This will determine my course of action from now on.”