"I have many things to ask you. In the past few years, what happened in this world has left me with too many doubts. Although I have guessed some answers based on some details, it is a guess after all. It is always uneasy to make decisions with unverified answers. Therefore, I need to get verification from you to ensure that the choice I made will not go wrong. I don't want to see everything that happened a hundred years ago." Panis said to Finch: "I think you have already understood everything that happened after you die, so you should understand why I was extra cautious. I don't hide it from you. The situation outside is indeed much better than a hundred years ago. At least there hasn't been a battle. However, if the problem here cannot be properly solved, the final result of the two worlds may only be more tragic than the war of the undead a hundred years ago. So, I need you to help me, just like that, do you agree?"

"I thought we had become friends after the battle back then, but are you really treating me as a friend when you ask this question now? A hundred years ago, I only saw your letter, and I handed over my life and glory to you. Why did you ask me in person after a hundred years, but you were still worried that I would reject you?" Finch's face also became serious, with a deep solemn expression on his old face, and nodded, "Who can refuse Kyle's request to his friend? Who will refuse? Yes, I have indeed become a dead soul, but what has changed is only my appearance. I am still the Fincher, the Fincher of the Wolf. Not to mention just asking me to answer your questions, even if I ask me to fight with you again, I will never refuse."

"It turns out that something went wrong. It seems that my inference is not wrong." Panis narrowed his eyes into a slit and said in a daze: "Thank you, old friend, but for the battle, your current state is not suitable for participating in the subsequent battles, and there is no need to participate. I went alone, but it is actually better than following a few more people. You can just solve my doubts. Oh, and, I have something to entrust to you later, so I'll talk about it later."

"No problem," Finch said affirmatively: "As I said before, no request from you can be rejected by friends."

The conversation between several people was held in the prayer hall. Since there were six demigod guards at the gate, and Panis's perception ability, the possibility of other undeads entering was very low. Even in such an open area, everyone felt relieved when talking. Even if no one was responsible for the alert, there was no need to worry about someone eavesdropping on the content of the conversation. Therefore, everyone gathered together. Panis watched the two little guys having fun playing behind Lucya, and tilted his head and thought.

Thinking of it, he simply pulled Lucia's long tail over and sat under him as a stool. Lucia glared at him, too lazy to pay attention to him. She endured the urge to shake her tail and pulled him away, and lay on the ground to pretend to see nothing. The steady Finch and the girls who needed to take into account their identity and respect the other party could not be as bored as Panis. Everyone just sat around Panis on the ground, looking at Panis who occupied other people's tails with helpless look on their faces.

However, Panis did not have the annoying consciousness of himself at all, or he actually understood the preferences and psychology of the dragon clan better than others. The dragon clan is actually very lonely creature. Although they are introverted and contented in loneliness, they are also smart creatures after all, and they always yearn for interaction with other smart creatures. However, due to their responsibilities, they must keep a distance from other creatures to ensure that their position will not deviate from neutrality. Therefore, they spend most of their time using sleep. Sleeping can not only alleviate the huge energy consumption caused by their huge body size, but also the best way to waste time and let the lonely time be spent as soon as possible. The dragon clan attaches great importance to the same kind, and it is actually precisely because of this loneliness that only the same kind can comfort each other's inner loneliness.

Of course, there are exceptions. If the dragon clan recognizes a certain intelligent creature, then he will regard the other party as a special kind of person. At this time, the guardian's heart actually desires to interact with the other party intimately, but the identity of the guardian makes them habitually remain cold, so they generally do not get the other party's response. However, if they can get a response, although they will also be cold and impatient, they are actually happy in their hearts. It is precisely because of these that Panis will sit intimately on Lucia's tail, and Lucia also cooperates to contribute her tail spine. If it were someone who was not recognized by Lucia, they would probably have to go to the sky outside the temple to find him.

"It's really a pity that you don't know how to enjoy such a comfortable chair." Panis sat comfortably on Lucia's tail, sure no one would share the dragon's tail with him. He could only sigh regretfully, regain his serious expression, and said in a deep voice: "Then now we start talking about the serious matter. The first question is, I hope to get a definite answer to awaken the undead to transform the world of death. Is the master worshipped by the undead? Is it her?"

"Yes." Although Penis did not say the name that was engraved in his heart and could never forget, of course, Finch and Lucyya could not know who he was referring to, so Finch nodded with certainty and said, "It's Nelly."

"You should know what I'm asking." Panis was not satisfied with this simple answer and asked with repetition: "I want to know if it's her."

"I know what you're asking, and I've answered it." Fincher didn't get impatient, but said with certainty: "It's Nelly."

"Huh, it's her, she... she's still alive." Panis breathed a long sigh, unable to tell whether it was a blessing or a loss on his face. However, whether it was a blessing or a loss, his heart that had been tense seemed to relax in an instant, and he whispered: "But, Finch, can you really be sure? What's the reason?"

"The reason is that although I am old, I am not blind yet. I don't know what happened before, but in the past twenty years since I woke up, I have been in contact with her many times. Lucya and I are not her followers. Although we are publicizing that Lucya is her archbishop, we have more of a friend relationship." Fincher patiently explained: "As a friend, we have talked about it many times. I can't tell whether she is Neli or someone else's disguise. So I can be sure that it is Neli." (~^~)
Chapter completed!