When Roger received the itinerary sent by the principal, Lao Wulin, he had to sigh at the accuracy of Zagu's information. Their first place to experience was indeed the Dun-Headed Valley.

The territory of the evil summoner, the burial place of countless knights, and the red forbidden area of ​​the Holy See.

Roger dragged his big suitcase to the building. Principal Adams and Blobai were already waiting for him at the door of the dormitory building. He was amused to see him dragging such a big suitcase.

Adams smiled and said, "Roger, have you brought all your belongings with you?"

He and Blobai only brought a small amount of gold coins, and didn't even bring any other clothes. Blobai was carrying a small bag with only a few bags of snacks. She was still wearing the white dress and a straw hat on her head. If she hadn't always had an unhappy expression on her face, she would have liked the boys.

Roger smiled and said, "Books are human friends. No matter where I go, I always bring these books that can comfort my soul. I will never give up no matter how hard I work."

Of course what he said was not the truth. This big suitcase was made by him working day and night these days. It was divided into three layers. The bottom layer was a "coffin" container, a "fallen angel" mask, a whole five boxes of silver threads, and some books on puppet techniques and fingering skills. In addition, there was a black windbreaker, which was a new clothes for "Satan". The middle layer was vacant. He planned to search for various special materials during this trip. He needed to make a new puppet.

The top of the list are some difficult and obscure books, some as disguises, and some as books he has to finish reading on the road. These include "Intermediate Source Power" and annotations. In addition, he also prepared several pencils and white paper, which are used when designing new puppets.

Blobai looked at him angrily, obviously not convinced by his words.

"I appreciate your approach," Adams encouraged him. He also heard about Roger's performance in Lilith's magic class. A student who loves books can always make teachers feel relieved.

Adams had hired a carriage. Although he had always practiced frugality, he was not stingy with this trip. This was almost the most comfortable carriage Sloch could find.

Blobai jumped into the carriage first and sat by the window. Roger shrugged helplessly and said, "Principal, please get in the car first."

Adams smiled and said, "Roger, you go up first, I'm used to walking behind."

Roger no longer shunted the big suitcase and walked onto the carriage. The carriage was very spacious, with curtains on both sides open. Roger sat on the soft cushion and took out the first floor of the suitcase and took out the "Real Record of the Dead-Headed Valley" and read it.

After paying, Adams walked in and sat next to him. The wheels quickly turned, and the scenery of Sloke town disappeared little by little outside the window.

The Knocked Valley is not far from Slok. After leaving the Shatong Trail, I passed several quiet and nameless villages. The one in front of Gregor is the Knocked Valley. Before the evil Summoner of the Undead came, this valley had no name, but many knights who had been bravely executed due to the years of war in Gregor. After the summoner arrived, he dug the valley three feet into the ground, dig out every corpse buried underground and cut off their heads, so that he could ensure that when he cast the summoning technique, he would not be disturbed by the remaining consciousness of the dead knights. He summoned the undead of the knights to turn this valley into a dangerous area where no one dared to approach.

The Kowtow Valley is now completely controlled by the Undead Summoner, which is full of dangerous black creatures and headless knights who are trapped with souls. The Knights Templars tried to send troops several times but were voided because of the terrible cost they calculated.

"The Undead Summoner, the Soul Confinement, the Dark Creature's Summoner", Roger closed the book and said: "Principal, the Undead Summoner in the Dead Head Valley is of high level. It seems impossible for us to kill him?"

Adams said: "The easiest and direct way to kill the caster is to crack the summoning technique. Teacher Lilith's magic is one of them. The Planter also has a way to limit the summoning of creatures. No matter which profession is, it cannot be perfect."

Roger nodded and said, "According to the description in the book, the Undead Summoner in the Dead Valley can control 500 headless knights at the level of Earth Knights and 5,000 headless knights at the level of Square Flag Knights at the same time. In addition, there are dark creatures like Death Shadow, which is equivalent to the strength of a large city. Is there really no problem with the three of us in the past?"

A summoner of this level of undead launched a raid at night enough to destroy a medium-sized city. As far as Roger knew, a large family like the Tuli family usually reserved only 800 heavily armored cavalry and 7,000 light armored cavalry. Even so, the Tuli family could not bear it.

But the undead summoner does not have to worry about the army. The undead does not need food or money.

Adams smiled gently and said, "In order to better utilize the advantages of the terrain, he blocked the cavalry charge summoners sent by other forces from planting many trees in the canyon. There are many types of plants there and most of them are toxic. Such terrain is good for the summoners, but when he encounters a verbian, he will regret his actions."

"Everywhere there is a plant, the control of the verbs, and the verbs in the forest are irresistible gods."

He said it was underestimated, but that confidence was impressive.

The whisperer in the forest is God.

Roger closed the book and smiled: "My worries seem to be redundant."

Adams obviously considered this trip for a long time, and he carefully considered every link. He could allow students to undergo training, but never allow their lives to be threatened.

The carriage slowly drove out of the town of Slok. Blobai kept looking out of the window. When the carriage entered the jungle, she put down the curtain and sat there without saying a word.

"This is for you",

Roger reached out and touched the box and handed her a transparent small bag. She frowned and took it. The small bag contained gray-brown dirt.

Roger smiled and said, "The soil in Sloch Town, I mixed the soil in the garden in front of the Crape Myrtle Teaching Building and the red mud in front of the abandoned church. That church is very close to your home. So there is both the fragrance of Crape Myrtle Flower and the seriousness and justice of Brock. If you miss home on the way to the distance, take a look at it, and maybe it can help you recall Sloch."

"I only prepared one pack because I know you need it. Girls miss their hometown more than boys."

His carefulness is reflected in every bit of life, and he has developed the habit of observation since he was a very young child.

Blobai glanced at him. Although this guy was hard to see through, he seemed to be getting more and more friendly. She "happy" and hugged the bag of dirt in her arms.

"Thanks",

Roger heard her whisper.
Chapter completed!