"It really was worth it to personally come here. Otherwise, I wouldn't even have known that things had developed like this already."
Dark mist enveloped my body as floating dark flames followed behind me. This faint light would make all low-level undead instinctively afraid of and retreat from me.
"Only you would come up with the idea to envelop Holy Light in a lantern made from the power of death. Still, aren't you afraid that you'll attract an Undead Emperor by using Holy Light right in the undead's main territory?"
Harloys didn't have a high opinion of my little invention, but so far, we had continued here unimpeded.
The low-level undead would instinctively retreat from us, and the high-level intelligent undead rarely bothered with things that weren't their own business. As for the undead guards… I had already prepared a fake Asolivis identity, but when considering that Sandro had prepared it for me, it probably counted as a real identity.
