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Corvis didn't understand the hint. He knew nothing about Lerad and his little necromantic secret. "Undead? Are you talking about the spawn of the chthonic forest? They are not reanimated corpses. They are created from dead flesh, but they do not possess its memories," the deputy crossed his fingers. "The experts at the workshop would definitely offer to sew a bomb into your chest. Unfortunately, we don't have such skilled craftsmen in our settlement." And even if there were any, Corvis remained silent. Why spoil such a beautiful chest with a bomb?