My portable grandfather refreshes every week

Chapter 20 Duel at Sunset
Even if the world is a shithole.

But this is also the cesspool where she was born and raised.

For countless days and nights, they had imagined what the world would look like after defeating the undead plague, and envisioned a bright future.

Perhaps this pope, who was forced to take the pontificate temporarily, will resign and become a cattle farmer, busy every day harvesting pumpkins and milking cows...

But such a peaceful future is just wishful thinking.

"The contract is established..." The old undead finally smiled.

Goodbye, Alora, take the last hope of the Barak family and leave this cesspool.

Leave this cesspool with no future, no hope, no light...

In another world, you and Ah Xue will become lovers, you will have new partners and friends, you will start a family and build a career, and perhaps when you are old, you will tell your children and grandchildren about the story of this empire...

And I will abide by the contract and become the empire's last gravekeeper...

As a remnant of the old era, I should be buried with this era.

……

Xue Lufen felt like he had a very abstract dream.

In his dream, countless people passed the light to him.

He was unconscious in the crystal. He saw a skeleton demon with chains wrapped around his body. The demon said in a hoarse voice: "Xue Falun, open your eyes!"

Xue Law: "..."

What is the purpose of this for him? Is this still in the Empire?
"Lao Deng?" Xue Lufen asked doubtfully.

He remembered that what he showed Lao Deng was Tiga, not Shaforin.

Where did he learn this meme?

"Boy, I have already convinced Alola. Now I will start to arrange the teleportation ceremony..." The old undead finally said seriously.

"Are you convinced now?" Xue Lufen was even a little surprised.

According to the previous situation, the old undead must have a quarrel with him at this time, and then the two of them would pull each other's hair and expose each other's shortcomings.

But now, the old undead spirit was just arranging his affairs, saying little by little, "Boy, take good care of Alola. Her temper is like my younger self. Be kind to her, and don't do anything to let her down..."

"When the time comes, have more children, preferably dozens, and then choose the one who looks most like me. Give him the surname Barak and teach him the Imperial Swordsmanship and Divine Arts..."

"Also, Alola is a good child. She won't do anything bad, so let her study the language, laws, and customs of your world. She will understand you..."

"And... I'm sorry, kid, but I still have a lot to say to you, a lot to say to Alola, and a lot to do..."

"I really want to see you all living happily and peacefully in that world. I also really want to go to one of Dagu's concerts one last time..."

"Sorry, my mental state is unstable again...Forgive this old man for his last rambling..."

"Finally, thank you for being willing to fight alongside me, Xue Lufen. You are my most proud student..." The old undead finally smiled with relief.

A portal appeared in the consciousness space.

"Your Holiness! Something bad has happened!"

The sudden sound broke into the temporary residence, startling the female pope Alora and waking up the unconscious Xue Falu.

"What's wrong?" Allura asked.

"The Lich King is heading towards the imperial capital with several bone dragons and undead beasts. It seems that he wants to ignore the wrath of the God of the Holy Mountain and directly eliminate all the people!" shouted the priest who delivered the message.

"What!" Both the Pope and the others were shocked. On the city wall, the gate that had been destroyed by the undead was hastily blocked with stones. All the clergy who could still fight now looked in horror at the Lich King, who was still attacking the imperial capital despite the volcanic ash.

"Why? Why does the Lich King dare to attack us under the wrath of the Holy Mountain!" a bishop roared.

But no one responded. They knew the horror of the volcanic ash on the Holy Mountain. It instantly wiped out about a million undead souls yesterday.

But today, the Lich King only brought a few of the top undead to attack the imperial capital!
But even without the undead army, the Lich King is still a top-level legendary powerhouse, and the bone dragons and undead behemoths he brings with him are all quasi-legendary.

With such combat power, even without the undead army, they can destroy all the living combat forces of the human side.

The Pope, who was originally ready to leave this world, suddenly felt her heart sink to the bottom, and was left with only despair.

Originally, they thought that this volcanic ash could at least resist the undead army for several years...

"It seems that the old mummy of the Lich King found out that he was fooled. He may have thought that the Holy Mountain was going to erupt, so he ran away. Now he found out that he was deceived, and he is angry and comes to kill people?" Xue Lufen's slightly weak voice came.

Everyone turned around and saw Xue Falu, who was using his sword on the ground as a crutch.

"Enough, leave quickly, I will stop the Lich King!" The old undead seemed to be floating behind Xue Lufeng and roared.

"Your Holiness, please go..."

"Yeah, let's go and protect the hero. He has done enough..."

The paladins and bishops all knew about the deal the Pope made with the old undead. They had no complaints, whether for the upcoming battle or for the sake of this world.

They are not like Pope Arola who is alone. They have their relatives, friends, children and lovers behind them.

Even if they could leave this world, they would not leave.

They don’t know when the light will come, and before dawn comes, someone has to hold the last shift.

"Xue boy, Alola! Let's go, leave this to me!" the old undead roared.

"I'm sorry, I still have a lot to say, but you must live well over there..." said the old undead with a pleading tone.

In the distance, the sun sets.

In the sunset, the Lich King's undead behemoths and bone dragons looked like monsters that would bring the world to an end.

The evening sun stretched the shadows very long, especially the shadow of the monster.

Xue Lufen smiled slightly, no longer relying on the sword to move like a patient, but carrying the sword on his shoulder.

"Old man, and Your Holiness, I understand your contract. Also, thank you, Your Holiness, for being willing to protect me for the rest of your life..."

“But I refuse!
Xue Lufen's words instantly broke the defense of the originally relieved old undead. He immediately yelled, "What are you doing! What do you want to do?"

"I'm sorry, Your Holiness, we're not suitable for each other." Xue Lufeng turned around. In the sunset, he could even speak complete sentences in his broken Imperial language. His shadow was stretched very long...

Behind them are the giant beasts that shake the sky and the earth. Every step they take forward makes the earth tremble.

"I'm sorry, old man. If you haven't finished what you want to say, go tell your granddaughter yourself."

He seemed to have made the final decision, interrupting the old undead's roar and the Pope's outstretched jade hand.

"Don't I still have the last quarter of my life?"

The light of the setting sun shone on his face, half of it was in that beautiful light, and half of it was hidden in the darkness.

"Look carefully, everyone, this is my last..."

"Transform!"

(End of this chapter)