"... yes, yes, I have to say that everyone has done well this time. And I think this may be the real 'first time to fight side by side' between you human beings and the living corpses - in order to achieve mutual benefit, peace and a beautiful future for both sides, this is obviously a beginning worth looking forward to!"

The Lord of the corpse was obviously satisfied with both the process and the result of the sea battle. So that since just now, he has been praising constantly, so that others can't get in a bit.

Until the footsteps came again from the corridor outside the side door, he finally stopped a little, and then turned to look at the door.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Sarah was the first to appear in everyone's view. As soon as she saw that many eyes at the long table were looking at herself, she calmly apologized, and a natural smile appeared on her face.

"But you may have to wait a little longer, because Ron probably needs a little more time."

As she was saying this, everyone saw Hannah, who had said to help, coming in behind her. However, Hannah did not act so leisurely as Sarah. She found that the eyes of the Lord of the living corpse and a group of living corpses were focused on them. She couldn't help feeling a little flustered. Subconsciously, she gathered behind Sarah, who was more petite than her, and almost stepped on each other's heels.

"It doesn't matter," said the Lord of the corpse at the other end of the long table with a slight wave of his hand, "take your seat first! Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, anyway, there's nothing to worry about..."

After that, watching Sarah and Hannah go to Hermione and others, he sat down next to them. He held the back of the chair and stood there talking all the time before he opened the chair and sat down steadily on the main seat.

Then he saw him take the goblet filled with dark red liquor and shake it gently:

"Where did you just say? Oh, yes, although the cooperation is not the first time, this time is really a beginning worthy of everyone's expectation... Well, at present, I'm still the master here, so I'd like to propose a toast to the winners of this war!"

At this point, he gently raised his glass and motioned to Hermione and other people who were fighting this time, as well as most of the corpse people who sat respectfully in the back half of the long table. Then he raised his neck and poured all the wine into his mouth.

Almost at the same time as he said these words, a group of high-ranking corpses who participated in the war hurriedly got up together and drank their cups.

The Lord of the living corpse looked at everyone, put down the goblet and bent his fingers. All of a sudden, there was an ethereal and crisp sound of "Ding", not only his empty cup, but also the cups of all the people who drank all the wine and drinks here were filled again.

And just then, another sound of footsteps came in from the direction Sarah and them came. But this time, it was obviously heavier and faster than their light steps... Listening to the rapid "roar" from far to near, it even made people wonder whether the visitor had crushed the marble stairs in Buckingham Palace along the way.

"Oh."

Sarah and Hannah both shook their heads when they heard this. Obviously, they had guessed what kind of picture it was outside at the moment.

However, it is worth mentioning that the Lord of the corpse on the throne seemed to understand the situation soon after hearing it. When the rapid and heavy footsteps pounded close, he rarely said with laughter:

"Remember to repair the floor and stairs later, otherwise it's easy to trip."

He obviously said this to the Gemini girl next to him, but before he waited for the other party to speak respectfully as usual, the people on the table heard the high-frequency pace "bang bang" rubbing a few times. As a result, they couldn't stop and went away into the corridor like a gust of wind.

At that moment, almost everyone who was attracted by the movement outside the side door didn't notice. The eyebrow beam of the Lord of the living corpse, who made a little joke last moment, wrinkled slightly. Although he soon disappeared again, John, who was already absent-minded in his seat, looked straight with the rest of his eyes.

To be honest, the expression of the "Lord of the living corpse" is not far away. John, who is a human and has been with each other for a long time, is really not easy to distinguish. But he could still feel that the other party's expression did seem to have changed slightly after hearing the footsteps outside and going away to the other end.

"What's over there?"

Recently, he wandered around the palace almost every day. Immediately, he began to recall what should be noticed in that direction. But I thought about it, but I didn't figure out any results.

"Then there's the kitchen, and then... There are several warehouses and storerooms, and then there's the door to the backyard? What's outside...?"

After noticing the change in the look of the Lord of the corpse, John immediately moved his eyes away and looked at the direction of the side hall door with everyone, but his heart began to recall with great effort.

However, until everyone heard the footsteps rumbling back in the corridor again, John still had no clue in his head.

The next moment

"Boom... Bang!"

Ron's figure appeared in everyone's eyes with flying sawdust and stones - he didn't come in well from the side door after all. Instead, he kicked the door frame and ran back into the restaurant as if dragged by his lower body.

"Stop!"

Sarah in the seat was quick eyed and quick. Before Ron was about to hit the other side of the wall, she stretched out her fingers and gently scratched a few times, stopping the runaway alchemical prosthetics.

After a few seconds of silence, Ron, with his feet on the ground and his upper body leaning back, seemed to have finally recovered his breath, and his face was white and trembling:

"I thought... I had to run all the way to see Bill like that!"

"No," Sarah said faintly, "even if the direction is right, you must drown at the bottom of the English Channel before that, and when you lose your life, it will stop by itself."

"Hey! Don't underestimate me. At that time, at least I can put a bubble head spell on myself... Er... Probably?"

Even though his voice was still trembling, he still made fun of Sarah's jokes. In addition, it seemed that there was no sound when he hurried all the way before... It must be admitted that Ron, who lost his legs, not only didn't lose his spirit, but also made great progress in his heart.

Everyone is moving forward, so... Good.