The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 522: Chapter 431: Redeem the Person Within 3 Days

At three in the afternoon, Wu Heng returned to his residence.

In the radio room on the third floor, he picked up the microphone and called out “Philippa” twice, but there was no response; she likely wasn’t in the room.

He had planned to inform her about her becoming a “Secret Speaker.”

It would have to wait until next time.

He left the room and went upstairs back to his study.

After taking off his coat and pouring himself a cup of tea, he sat down at his desk.

He took out two newly exchanged Skill Books.

[Mirrored Skill][Preset Armor].

Though he had engaged with Spells for some time now, his skills still played a significant role.

But his own combat relied more on skeletons and modern firearms.

A burst of gunfire was more efficient than casting Magic.

Therefore, in selecting skills, he began to favor those with functionality and speciality.

He opened the first book [Mirrored Skill] and began to read.

This Skill Book belonged to the class of illusion skills.

After casting, it could create three identical illusions of the caster which could perform simple actions.

The effectiveness of the doppelgangers was closely linked to the caster’s intelligence and spiritual power.

The better the effect of the created doppelgangers, the higher the insight required for the enemy to discern the truth.

Besides, the number of clones also affected the outcome.

Three clones would make it more likely to be figured out, whereas creating just one would decrease the likelihood of detection.

In other words, it was more realistic.

This was an aspect that could be tailored to the situation by choosing to create one or several clones.

A focused state greatly accelerated the reading speed.

Soon he turned to the last page, and the system prompt immediately followed.

[Skill Unlocked: Mirrored Skill.]

The skill was unlocked.

Aside from his own Mansion Skill which remained locked, the rest of the Skill Books could still be unlocked quickly.

He closed the book and placed it on the shelf behind him.

He stood up and walked to the center of his study.

With a thought, three identical clones of himself instantly appeared on either side.

Wu Heng observed the three motionless figures standing in place.

Black hair, Robe, Space Ring.

There was almost no difference from himself.

With another thought, the three doppelgangers began to move, performing simple actions.

“Not bad,” he remarked.

He dispelled the skill, and the illusionary clones disappeared.

Wu Heng returned to his desk to continue looking through the next Skill Book [Preset Armor].

This book belonged to the school of protection Spells.

The effect was to apply a spell on a willing target in advance.

When attacked, the target would instantly form a honeycomb-shaped shield, reducing the damage from the attack.

The effect was somewhat similar to a Protection Pendant.

Many mass-produced magic items were based on Spell effects in principle.

He flipped to the last page.

The prompt appeared.

[Skill Unlocked: Preset Armor.]

With the skill unlocked, he was quite satisfied with the outcome.

Knock knock knock~!

Just as he closed the book, there was a knock at the door.

Then, Mini’s voice came in, “Master, a staff member from the association is here, saying that Ms. Wei’er requests your presence.”

Andre Willow?

She usually went home after work at this time.

Calling him over now meant that something must have happened.

He stood up and opened the door, Mini was standing there.

“Did they say what happened?” he asked.

“No, they just asked for you to go over. It sounds like there’s some urgent matter,” replied Mini.

Wu Heng nodded, “Go get my Armor, I’ll make a trip to the association.”

“Okay!”

Together they went downstairs.

After Mini helped him into his Leather Armor,

he went straight out the door toward the association.

…

Upon reaching the association,

Wu Heng went straight to the office-study.

Inside the room, Andre Willow was waiting at the desk, looking somewhat anxious.

“Wei’er, what’s the matter?” Wu Heng entered and asked immediately.

Andre Willow replied bluntly, “The bartender from Conch Tavern just came to the association, saying that their boss was abducted.”

Wu Heng’s brows wrinkled.

Rapid thoughts flashed through his mind.

First was anger, that someone dared to kidnap in broad daylight at the tavern, then suspicion whether there had been some mistake, the numbers of the Guard Team on the island were said to be increasing, and finally, a sense of alertness arose.

If Millicent hadn’t offended anyone, then it was more likely that their relationship had attracted attention.

The ultimate target was himself.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been such a hassle to capture “Millicent,” a woman who had just become a professional a few days ago.

“Where is the person?” Wu Heng asked.

“Captain Cavina took her away for interrogation,” Andre Willow replied solemnly.

While they were talking, there was a knock on the door.

Cavina walked in directly.

“How did the questioning go?” Wu Heng asked.

With the record book in hand, Cavina said, “Several people came in near dusk, and they took her away directly. We’re not sure of their identities and purposes.”

“Describe it in detail.”

“Hm,” Cavina organized her thoughts and said, “There were five people in total who took her away. There was a dispute in the room, they injured the tavern’s guard and took the person away.

They also said to bring 100 Gold Coins and head out to sea within three days for the redemption, or they would kill the person and dump her into the sea.”

As for the physical characteristics, three of them carried swords and were likely warriors or swordsmen, while the remaining two had a curved sword, a dagger, and a Strong crossbow. They’re all strangers, and the bartender and others in the store

Of the three who carried swords, two had curved swords and Strong crossbows. The bartender and everyone else in the store had no impression of these people. It’s unlikely they live on Lighthouse Street.”

A dispute in the room, taking 100 gold coins out to sea within three days for redemption?

It sounded like the doings of Pirates.

“How did the bartender come up with the idea to ask the association for help?”

Cavina said, “The bartender mentioned that their boss had donated to the association before. If anything happened, the association could arrange for someone to handle it. After this incident occurred, he came over.”

Millicent was smart.

She knew the work she was in charge of was dangerous and had notified the bartenders beforehand.

“How is the tavern now?” Wu Heng continued to ask.

“The tavern on the first floor has stopped business, and all the rooms upstairs have been rented out but are still available for the guests.”

Wu Heng nodded and said to Andre Willow, “Willow, go talk to the Steward about this, see what he has to say.”

“Okay!” Andre Willow left the room.

Shortly after, she returned, “The Steward said that you should investigate first, and if there’s a need for assistance, arrange for someone to help.”

Wu Heng did not speak, but sat at the table deep in thought.

The opposition had a typical five-person squad.

Such a combination often appeared in association squads and amongst mercenaries.

Of course, appearing in this way could also be an intentional misdirection for subsequent investigations.

The bartender wouldn’t come up with that much money to save a kidnapped tavern owner.

He became even more certain that the real target of this kidnapping was actually himself.

But weren’t they worried that he wouldn’t attempt a rescue?

Knowing it was a trap, who would jump in?

Perhaps the opposition did not care about whether anyone went for the ransom. They might

Mostly be interested in directing the message to him.

Even if he did not go for the redemption, killing the person wouldn’t be a loss for them.

After quickly thinking, he said, “Cavina, I’ll handle the matter from here. If there’s anything I need, I’ll notify you. Andre Willow, follow my Illusion back home.”

Andre Willow was somewhat puzzled, “Illusion?”

With a thought, Wu Heng conjured an exact duplicate of himself to appear beside him.

“Illusion clone, you two go back, in case someone is watching the association.”

“Understood.”

Cavina, meanwhile, frowned and looked over, “Are you going to investigate by yourself? I’ll bring my team to assist you!”

Wu Heng replied, “No need, I’ll investigate secretly for now. Have your team ready to investigate this matter by tomorrow morning.”

“Okay!” Cavina agreed.

Upon finishing their tasks, the group dispersed.

Andre Willow and the Illusion left the association together.

They hailed a carriage on the way and headed towards their residence after getting on.

And after a while.

Wu Heng, wearing an Illusion Veil and covering his face with a cloak,

Along with Kerim, who had also changed his disguise, stepped out of the association.

They boarded a carriage and headed towards Lighthouse Street.

…

The carriage stopped in front of the Conch Tavern.

The main entrance was closed, and the usual lively noises from within could not be heard.

After getting off the carriage, they entered a deserted alley and waited a while.

A beige hairband floated down from the second-floor window of the tavern.

Glenda also revealed herself, “Will this work?”

The hairband was somewhat familiar, as Millicent usually wore it.

“It’ll do,” Wu Heng gave his assent.

He took out a Tracing Locket from the Space Ring, stabbed his finger with a dagger, and a drop of blood fell on the locket.

The cold metal Skeleton seemed to come to life.

Its lower jaw trembled slightly as a pale blue fire ignited in the eye sockets.

He passed the hairband over.

The Skeleton bit onto one corner and started to chew vigorously.

Then, the pale blue fire began to boil, struggling through the Skeleton toward one direction.

Wu Heng felt relieved momentarily.

The presence of Soul Fire meant that Millicent was not in mortal danger.

He then frowned slightly.

The direction of the struggle was not the port, but behind Lighthouse Street, in the area that was still under expansion.

“They haven’t set out to sea. They’re still on the island.”