Undead Requiem

What is the most delicious thing in this world?

After sending the guests out, Lawrence returned to the living room.He looked at the remaining dishes such as eagles, squirrels, cats and silver snakes on the table and said, "I need more interesting dishes."

Chef Leger bowed his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, sir, next time I will prepare a richer dinner for you."

Lawrence showed a cold smile: "I look forward to the next dinner, please don't let my friends down."

Then, he put on his coat, picked up his cane, put on his top hat, and left the house.

The boy's amber eyes were clouded with sadness.Not long after he woke up, he was assigned to assist Detective Charles in the investigation of the pastor's murder.

"The pastor is a necromancer. He deceived me, Eugene, and Eugene. He sacrificed our lives and summoned a terrible necromancer. But he failed. The evil summoning spell killed him, and Ougene Jeunet and Eugene were also killed."

In the London police station, Walt brought Whitman for questioning.Detective Charles heard the teenager say, "Whitman, the pastor's body is more likely to have been murdered."

Walter interface: "Mr. Detective, he doesn't have the power to kill the pastor."

Detective Charles shrugged: "Sorry, Whitman. I'm not suspicious of you, I just want to know what you saw."

Whitman forced a smile: "What I told Mr. Detective is what I experienced." Forced to recall, he recounted clearly what happened that day, his neck seemed to be tied by a rope, which made it difficult for him to breathe.

Poor boy, he shouldn't have forced him.Detective Charles said: "Thank you for your cooperation. If you think of any clues, you are welcome to come to me."

Whitman said goodbye and left the police station.

Like yesterday, today's London sky is blue and empty without smog.

Spring has arrived.

"The priest's body was taken away by people from Westminster Abbey." In fact, the body was only taken away after the London police investigated.That the clergyman was a necromancer was undoubtedly a scandal.Walter wanted to run up to Bishop Jorn and laugh at him.But realized that this was a childish behavior, so did not act.

"Mr. Walter, I want to worship Eugene and Eugene." Whitman said in a low voice, holding the scarf with his fingers.

This scarf was given to him by Eugene.

Walter spent a lot of money to bury Eugene and Eugene in a cemetery near Westminster Abbey.Following Walt, Whitman picked a handful of wild flowers on the way.When he arrived at the cemetery, he put wild flowers on the tombstone, then folded his hands together and closed his eyes to pray for them.

Ernest's soul was eaten by the demon, and Eugene begged him to kill his soul.

The souls of these two people are gone, and they can't go to hell to meet again.No matter in the world or in hell, without the existence of his lover, Eugene has no meaning of existence.

If he hadn't broken into that secret room and implicated them, their lives would not have disappeared.Whitman blamed himself, but he knew that Eugene would not want him to live with any sadness, regret and self-blame.

He is such a gentle person.

"Mr. Eugene, Mr. Eugene, thank you..."

After walking out of the cemetery, Whitman returned to his previous appearance.Walter knew that he was not out of grief, but that he could not move forward if he was too indulging in grief.So he asked about what happened that day.

Who killed the priest and the demon?

Who obliterated the souls of the pastor, Eugene, and Eugene?

Whose is that powerful spiritual pressure?

At his question, Whitman smiled and shook his head: "I forgot."

The teenager is lying, he must know all the truth.But he didn't want to tell him.Walter said seriously: "Little guy, listen. If you don't tell me the truth, you will put yourself in danger."

Death is murdered and human souls are obliterated.It's something he's investigating.On the day Eugene and the others died, the soul was wiped out again.And Whitman can see demons and human souls, therefore, must know who killed the demons and human souls.

But the young man said innocently and troubledly: "Mr. Walter's 'interrogation' is really embarrassing."

Walter said "Huh?"

Whitman smiled and waved to him: "Thank you for taking care of me these days." Then, he left.

Walt smiled helplessly: "Really." The little boy was much smarter than he imagined.

Not seeing Whitman for several days, the children in the poorhouse wondered if he had left early.The children were discussing "twittering".Little Allen held back tears and said loudly: "Whitman will not leave early!"

One child said, "But he hasn't come back for several days."

There have also been children who left the poorhouse early before. After those people left, they never came back.Right now, Whitman has not been seen for several days.They had to wonder if he had found a good job and didn't want to come back.

"... Could, could something have happened?" An older child couldn't help but ask.

In a word, let the children suddenly quiet down.

Yes, is something going to happen?Children who went out in their teens, wandering on the fringes of the city of London, could easily be swallowed to death.This kind of rhetoric made Little Allen cry out with a "wow": "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

His crying caused other young children to cry too.

"Wow woo woo woo..." In the auditorium, everyone burst into tears.Faced with this situation, the older children were at a loss for a moment.

"Little Allen?"

Someone approached the auditorium and saw people crying, and Whitman wondered if someone was bullying them.

Seeing Whitman suddenly appear, the children rushed towards him crying, and they threw Whitman to the ground.Choked up and said the words "don't die".Knowing the ins and outs of the matter, Whitman couldn't help laughing, and he said, "Hey, did Brother Whitman disappear?"

Little Allen and the others wiped away their tears and asked, "Really?"

Whitman touched their heads and nodded with a smile: "Really."

The children are easy to coax, and they were amused by Whitman.

After staying in the poorhouse for half a month, when the weather gradually warmed, Whitman went out to look for work.

The mice that have survived the winter will give birth to a nest of mice in the spring.Those store farms would not hire a child to catch mice if they couldn't follow an adult to catch them.Therefore, Whitman can only catch rats in the city of London, and then take them to the city hall for money.

Every morning, after knocking on the window for Mr. Death, he hunted rats alone in the city of London.Regarding this young man who exchanged a pile of rat carcasses for money every day, the chief of the city hall said that if everyone could put rats to death like him, all kinds of epidemic diseases would be reduced by half.

With the money, Whitman bought a loaf of bread for lunch at the bakery, and then sat on the bustling street to eat.

On the street, because of the warm weather, gentlemen and nobles went out to have trysts with ladies.

Swallowing the last morsel of bread, he looked up at the sky—if he couldn't choose what he wanted to do, he might become a coolie on the pier and spend his whole life toiling.

Whitman got up and continued to hunt rats in London when he met the little boy Oval again.This kid had ambushed him, snatched the rats he had hunted, and exchanged them at the city hall.

Whitman knew that because of his young age and stature, he was an easy target.Now that Oval reappears, Whitman is on the alert.

"Hey, take it easy. I'm not going to snatch the rats out of your bag," said a grubby-faced Orval.

"No, I don't believe you." Whitman shook his head and took a step back.

Oval shrugged: "Dear friend, I just want to invite you to be my partner."

He must be lying!Then, approach him and grab his bag.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Oval took five shillings out of his pocket and said, "This is the money I earned yesterday."

Whitman was dubious.

Oval continued: "There is a nobleman who likes to eat strange things, and his chef is spending money on these things. So, I want to find a partner to hunt for prey." After finishing speaking, he grabbed Whitman and ran away .

Whitman screamed, and the bag containing the dead rat fell to the ground.Holding his wrist tightly, Oval pulled him to a manor on the edge of London's West End.Then he sneaked in with Whitman, under a window, and Oval said, "Look inside."

With curiosity, Whitman probed.

On the shelves in the kitchen, there are creatures he knows and doesn't know - lizards, crabs, strange fish, crows, foxes and so on.

Oval said in a low voice, "See, I am not deceiving you. Trust me, my dear friend. Chef Leger will pay us money if we can find game that pleases us."

Inside, Legge, who was getting ready for dinner, heard a sound under the window and knocked down with his shovel.Whitman avoided sensitively, and Oval was knocked straight, and he covered his head with a scream of "ouch".

Leger said sternly: "This is not the place you should come to!" After finishing speaking, he wanted to continue beating people's heads.Whitman and Oval hurried out of the estate.

What is delicious?

Milk bread?Steak with black tea?Exquisite Dim Sum?

As a nobleman, Lawrence has long been tired of eating these things.Therefore, he joined the "gluttony club".There are seven people in this club.Every seven days, they take turns to visit each other's manor, taste different and alternative delicacies, and then make comments.Tomorrow, it will be his turn as the host to invite six other gentlemen to the house.

Lawrence is a devout Catholic.The seven deadly sins in Catholic doctrine include "gluttony".Undoubtedly, he committed the commandment of the seven deadly sins.But this act of gluttony against God's will gave him an indescribable pleasure.

Today, Lawrence was amazed by the fantastic cuisine at the house of the sixth gentleman in the club.On the table, the sixth gentleman said with a smile: "These foods are all transported over from the mysterious East."

Eastern Yeti, Batfish, Tapir, and Giant Tree Frog.These things were all transported over from the far east.

The first gentleman praised: "It's really an unforgettable taste. Their rarity makes them even more precious when they are made into food."

The second gentleman exclaimed: "These delicacies are full of the taste of the ancient oriental country."

The third gentleman praised without hesitation: "This night is beautiful because of their existence."

The fourth gentleman put his hands together and prayed: "You give us your bodies, and may the angels lead their souls into heaven."

The fifth gentleman laughed: "Dear friend, today's dishes are really wonderful! I hope you can bring us a bigger surprise next time."

The seventh gentleman, Lawrence, raised his glass with a smile and said, "Praise God, praise my friend. Cheers to our next dinner!"

The seven gentlemen raised their glasses, and the glasses collided with a crisp sound, and Lawrence drank the wine in one gulp.

Tomorrow, six other gentlemen will be guests at his palatial estate.But on the second night, the food made by Chef Leger was not novel, but the taste was very ordinary.

After the six gentlemen tasted it, they brutally told Lawrence that the dishes he prepared could not satisfy their appetites.

After seeing off the guests, Lawrence sat in a chair facing most of the untouched dishes on the table.He showed a terrible expression to Leger: "Legg, you let me down so much."

Sweat broke out on Leger's forehead: "I'm sorry, sir. Next time I will definitely be able to cook better delicacies."

Lawrence said slowly, "Legg, I've given you many chances."

Legge showed a flustered expression: "Master, please trust me again."

Lawrence showed a cold expression again: "This will be your last chance."

Leger finally won another seven days.

After sending ingredients to Leger a few times before, the smart Oval has already figured out that the more bizarre the creature, the more valuable it is.He heard that there was a mysterious two-headed creature lurking in the outskirts of South London.This creature specially selects sheep to suck blood.Therefore, it is called "two-headed vampire".Unable to catch the vampire alone, Oval enlists Whitman as a partner.And promised that the selling price would be divided in half.

But leaving London late at night is a scary thing.But Whitman needed money again, so he teamed up with him.

"The two-headed monster likes to suck the blood of sheep. We can quietly lurk in the sheepfold and set a trap to catch it." Oval raised the rope in his hand.It was as if he had caught the monster.

"The farm mainly found us, and they will definitely catch us and send us to the police station." Whitman said worriedly.All he had with him was the knife Eugene had given him.

Oval said with his head held high: "Anyone who becomes great has a terrible adventure."

Whitman thought about it and decided to go with Oval.

Because, if he doesn't go, Oval will find someone else, or go alone.

After nightfall, a crescent moon hangs in the sky.On the outskirts of London, it was eerily quiet.Two teenagers quietly came to a farm.According to Oval's investigation, the two-headed monster has attacked the farm five times.Therefore, it is highly likely to appear again.By the light of the moonlight, they sneaked into the sheepfold of the farm.

Crowded in the sheepfold, Whitman smelled the strange smell of the sheep.Of course, the smell was nothing compared to the stench of the Thames.

After waiting for nearly an hour, there was no sign of a wolf, let alone a two-headed vampire.Whitman couldn't help but wondered: "Oval, is that monster not coming?"

Oval responded: "My friend, you need to be patient."

Whitman was speechless.

Sandwiched between the sheep, the same posture made his body numb, so he moved.Oval, who had been staring outside the sheepfold, suddenly said: "They are here!"

Whitman didn't move, he looked out, and really saw a very fast shadow.Under the moonlight, it got closer and closer to the sheepfold, and its outline slowly emerged.Seeing that it was really an extremely ugly "two-headed vampire" with two heads, Whitman held his breath.

When the two-headed monster was approaching the sheep pen and digging heavy traps, Oval pulled the rope and shouted: "Hurry up and knock it out!"

Whitman jumped up from the sheep, and he swung the big wooden club and hit the two-headed monster on the head.The two-headed monster screamed and fell to the ground.

Oval excitedly shouted: "We succeeded!" After speaking, he wanted to go forward and tie up the two-headed monster.But the fallen two-headed monster suddenly jumped up.

It turned out that only one head of it was knocked out, and the other head was still active.

Whitman saw that another head opened its bloody mouth and bit Oval's neck.He yelled, "Be careful!" and pushed Ovar away.

"Ah—" Whitman screamed, and the head of the two-headed monster bit his shoulder.

Seeing this scene, Oval picked up the wooden stick that fell from his hand and hit the other head of the two-headed monster like crazy.The two-headed monster let go, screaming continuously after being beaten.In the end, he was smashed in the head.

The movement outside caught the attention of the farmer.The lights in the house came on, and Oval and Whitman hurriedly carried the two-headed monster away from the farm.

Once back in London, Whitman couldn't bear to fall forward, but someone caught him.

"Little guy, you're covered in blood."

It was Walter, the god of death in black. He glanced at Oval and the two-headed vampire, and said, "It's not good to hunt at night. Be careful not to be regarded as prey."

Walt picked up Whitman and was about to leave, Oval hurriedly reached out: "Whitman—"

Whitman shook his hand: "I'm fine." So, he was taken away by the god of death in black.

Back at the West End house, Walt undressed Whitman and tended to his wound.Walter ran his finger across his bleeding wound and put his finger in his mouth to taste.

"You are lucky, that thing is not poisonous. However, your blood is delicious." Walter commented.

Whitman's face froze: "Mr. Walt is really a bad joke."

Walter laughed: "If I were a vampire, I would definitely fall in love with you."

Delicious blood that attracts demon souls.Whitman didn't know how attractive he was.