“I’ve done my part,” Kay Rothschild said in a low voice, her gaze fixed on the corpse that had just awakened. 0

“If your aim is to interrogate him, then I won’t be much help. I only forced him awake with puppetry, but we didn’t form a contract. That means I can’t give him any commands.”0

She shrugged with indifference. Watching the dead return to life no longer seemed to shake her in the slightest.0

“If I stop channeling mana into him, he’ll fall back into his eternal slumber. But if he still has even the faintest will to live, you could use that as leverage. Whether that would actually mean anything to your conversation with him is another matter entirely. Anyway, that’s all I can offer.”0

Karyl nodded.0

“I suppose I better be taking my leave, yes?”0

Karyl hadn’t really told her anything, but she was sure he had his reasons for doing this. After all, he had chosen to revive the emperor’s corpse right when the Pharel raid team was being assembled.0

“Yes, I’d appreciate some privacy.”0

“Don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone what happened here. But you know that necromancy leaves traces of mana. The Great Sorcerers will have sensed it already. That old sorcerer from the empire is...0