All the corpses stood up and their bodies forcibly returned back to their original state with a rather disgusting sound and stiffly walked towards their former coworkers.
"Follow them."
The black-haired man commanded and the movement block was released from the scholars.
*haaaa*
"What the...?!"
The first thing that the gold-haired scholar tried to do was to teleport away but his spell ended up being released and dispersed into mana before it could activate making him cry out in shock.
"If I was in your place, I would be thinking really hard about how to convince your torturers that you are useful for the kingdom of Bellcephora instead of trying to force my hand into killing you here and now."
"...!"
The black-haired man tilted his head with an indifferent expression on his face and he moved his hand so that the gold-haired scholar would realize that there was no escape...
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