Unspeakable bubbles

Andy absentmindedly responded, stopping just in time from stabbing himself in the nose with his knife and fork.

The old steward looked at his master with concern, noticing that the Marquis had been absent-minded a lot this morning.

Ignoring Warner's concern, Andy was deeply troubled.

Last night, Captain Robin 'transformed' into a skeleton monster right in front of him. While Andy was shocked, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

'I've finally found traces of the Undead Legion.'

The reassurance he found in the Undead Legion lasted only a moment. Upon reflection, he realized he had entered a dead end.

What should you do next according to your own ideas?

The answer is unique: secretly strengthen the undead army to counter the Black Tide.

Yes, this should be the right choice, but after reading the notes, Andy was very certain that doing it this way would not get him through.

'Strengthen the Undead Legion, defeat the Black Tide, and then what? Then I'll follow in Marquis Carmen's footsteps!'

He was abandoned by everyone and despised by the living.

He lived a glorious life, but ended up in a desolate old age.

So, what should I do?

While he was feeling unsettled, Andy suddenly felt a pain in his nose.

He looked down and realized he had stuffed a small piece of steak up his nose.

"master!"

"It's nothing, I don't have much of an appetite today, I'll go for a walk in the garden."

"By the way, I want to be alone for a while, so please don't follow me."

After saying that, Andy left, looking preoccupied.

How to do?

Continuing to expand the undead army would lead them down the same path as the marquises, but doing nothing would likely result in an even more tragic outcome.

If they are unable to repel the Black Tide, Carmen's territory will be destroyed.

Carmen's territory is ruined; he's definitely out of the game.

Andy's fist clenched and unclenched repeatedly.

He paced back and forth in the garden, and before he knew it, even the moon had quietly peeked out.

"Either way, we're doomed. To break this deadlock, we have no choice but to take a gamble!"

Andy let out a sigh of relief, his eyes hardening.

The next day, Andy sent his guards to post notices throughout the territory.

“My dear subjects, I must announce some somber news.”

"About three months from now, an unprecedented disaster will befall the kingdom, and Carmen's territory will not escape its impact."

"Hmm, what kind of disaster is it?"

"Ah, everyone remembers that severe beast tide that happened in the kingdom. It was about ten times larger, roughly the same level of disaster."

“My dear subjects, I swear by the honor of the Carmen family that none of this is a lie I, the Marquis, have made.”

"However, don't worry, I have already found a solution."

"My loyal guards are willing to give up all dignity to defend our territory and become invincible warriors."

"Does this make you all confused?"

"Please come to the Marquis's mansion at noon, and I will show you everything then."

"...Please remember, everything they did was to defend the territory and to protect everyone!"

The strange notice caused a huge sensation as soon as it was posted.

People on the streets and alleys were talking about the contents of the notice, and the area in front of the Marquis's mansion was already packed with people.

At noon, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the tightly closed gates of the Marquis's mansion were suddenly flung open.

Marquis Carmen, with a serious expression, stepped forward first.

A short while later, amidst a variety of complex and unclear gazes, a group of sickly skeletons, their bodies emitting white smoke, walked out of the door.

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The once bustling Marquis's mansion was now quiet. The little girl ran around in the garden, picking up many large leaves.

She ran back to the study, where several skeletons sat listlessly on the ground in front of the room.

Upon closer inspection, faint wisps of white smoke could be seen rising from them.

They are perfectly normal at night, and they are fearless in their charge into battle.

However, as the sun rose, the skeletons seemed to have all their strength drained away.

Many of the undead warriors couldn't withstand the scorching sun and fled back underground, leaving only a few elites like Robin to persevere.

"You guys should go back and rest, or you'll all catch a fever."

Bubble covered them with the leaves she had picked up while trying to persuade them.

Skull Robin nodded; it was in terrible pain, feeling as if it were being roasted by fire.

As Robin assessed her limits, she became very depressed.

After transforming into this form, its combat power has clearly increased, and it is no longer afraid of ordinary swords and blades.

But no one ever told it that they would become so weak during the day.

With such a huge flaw, what's the use of becoming stronger? Can it withstand the Black Tide?

Who can guarantee that the Chaos creatures won't invade our territory during the day?

No, thinking about the Black Tide now is too far off. The most important thing right now is to help the adults get through this difficult time.

That princess fled far away as soon as she sensed something was wrong; she will definitely not let this go so easily...

Robin's thoughts became hazy; it swayed and then collapsed to the ground.

"Oh dear, hurry back, hurry back."

Bubble lifted Robin up with one hand, while urging the remaining skeletons to return to the underground.

For the next few days, Bubble and the skeletons maintained their nocturnal lifestyle.

Perhaps because the bloodstains in front of the Marquis's mansion were still wet, things were calm for several days in a row, and nothing major happened.

"Look, it's made of bubbles!"

Ignoring the mud on her face, the little girl tossed the clod of dirt in her hand.

Hmm, it's a clod of earth with the outline of a rabbit, crudely made and not very appealing.

However, the surrounding skeletons clapped their hands, so this one was pretty good compared to the previous ones.

A group of skeletons stared at the Marquis, their expressionless faces somehow conveying a sense of sadness.

Marquis Carmen, that wise and learned gentleman, is probably never coming back.

Even so, adults are still people they would do anything to protect.

"My dear, you have nowhere to run now, just surrender!"

"!"

Robin and the others quickly surrounded the bubble, and after a while, another voice came: "Don't you want to come out and see me one last time?"

"Let's go out and take a look."

Bubble wiped her face and walked out of the Marquis's mansion with a group of skeletons, only to find that there were many people outside.

The soldiers, carrying torches, stared with strange eyes at the marquis and his skeleton guards, their faces covered in mud.

"You're finally out."

The Marquise put down the trumpet-shaped object in her hand, saying that it was a little gadget her husband had made years ago.

She gave a self-deprecating laugh, then her expression turned cold.

"I'm asking you, do you acknowledge me as your wife?!"

Faced with the Marchioness's questioning, Bubble honestly shook his head.

"Bubble is still young, doesn't have a wife, and didn't know you before."

The soldiers stirred, and several richly dressed middle-aged men behind the Marquis exchanged glances.

"Okay, then let me ask you again, what's behind you?"

"They are kind people who helped Bubble fight off the bad guys."

The Marquise gave a cold laugh and finally asked, "Answer me, are you Carmen?"

"Me? I'm Bubble." The little girl answered without hesitation.

Section 152, Chapter 151: Where Does the Road Lead?

"You demon!"

The Marchioness shouted angrily, "Not only did you possess my husband's body, but you also brought these evil monsters to the earth!"

"My poor Carmen," she said, her voice choking with emotion.

"Auntie, you've mistaken me for someone else."

"Things have come to this, I cannot stand by and watch my territory descend into chaos. Even if my husband can never return... I must get rid of you today!"

"You, you're a bad person!"

The little girl was very angry. This aunt was not only arguing unreasonably, but also trying to bully Bubble. She must be a bad person.

"Charge! Drive the bad guys away!"