Master Lich's Knight Steward

"Use this." Knowing that he had pushed most of the workload to the poor servant, the Lich was in a good mood, and while someone was thinking hard, he threw out the projector that he secretly prepared.

"Put the fog crystal ball on the magic circle and superimpose the memory ball, and you will be watching a drama."

Of course, this drama may have been a little longer and crueler, but the Lich decided to give Ludwig enough time to sort out his mood.

As for the servant's mournful eyes, he could completely ignore them.

"Those who are capable will do more work, everything is up to you!"

Abandoning the servant holding the crystal ball with a bitter face, the lich who ran away had his own things to do.

The day before he went to attend the New Year's banquet in the circle of the Second Young Master, the Lich had already completed his first real magic item, the portal connecting the Tulip Manor and the basement of the Cross Hill Manor.

Although it was already winter and the magical land of the villa had been covered with thick snow, experiments could still be done in the underground greenhouse with a constant temperature spell.

Those magical experimental animals that are too noisy, or too dangerous, or simply smell unpleasant, cannot be taken away, but the rare seeds that are catalyzed by magic power in his pocket at any time are different.The lich can't wait to see the beautiful Moon Dew, or extract the juice of the ambergris.

There is also research on the use of magic yams that absorb negative energy. In addition to feeding more and more ghost bats, maybe they can also be used as feed for thestrals?

Of course, the most attractive thing is the natural dual attributes displayed by the hybrid of velvet sunflower and dragon grass. If the catalyst accelerates the growth, maybe you can get the first magic crystal with dual attributes of water and fire in the history of magic?

Thinking of the beautiful magic experiment, the lich's thoughts diverged endlessly.With brisk steps, he avoided all the diligent servants and came to the basement where the huge precious metal door was placed.

Since he didn't have the time or energy to make a door frame for this door that was inlaid in the main hall of the palace so that it didn't look obtrusive, the Lich had no choice but to install it on the floor... Anyway, it's fine if it works.

The Lich stretched out his slender and beautiful arms, and gently grasped the doorknob──

"Louie! Come down and help!"

The lich's head was covered with black threads, and his body was sweaty as he shook the bell rope that summoned the butler.

──He forgot again, after the high-level magic takes effect, the low-level spells cannot superimpose their effects.Naturally, with Master Lawrence's untrained decorative muscles, it was too difficult to challenge the half-ton metal door with bare hands.

Damn it, when he goes back to the abyss, he must take the alchemy crafting course!

[-] See the world through the eyes of a lich

Time passed, and it had been three years since that accidental wrong call, and the lich became more and more accustomed to the life of shuttling between noble banquets and laboratories.

Correspondingly, it became more and more bold.

In fact, it was a bit too bold, and even he thought that the impulsive butler Louis would sometimes twitch the corners of his mouth at the list of items for sale.

"Is this medicine that directly interferes with the inclination of the soul too much?"

"Since the gods don't even care about their believers, it doesn't matter if I'm a little out of line." Recently, through Ralvin's secrets, Sharon has leaked a lot of evil magic potions.The Lich was lazily lying on the armchair. After three years in De Meyer, he gradually got used to one thing--the quality of luxurious aristocratic life.

Comfort makes the spirit corrupt, this is the motto sent by the mentor Feinstein's dispatch, but the Lich thinks his is purely naked jealousy caused by a skeleton who cannot enjoy it.

"There are too many outliers now!"

For the second young master Ralvin, who used his beauty to win over and even control the favorite candidate for the succession to the throne?

That empty-headed idiot half-breed wingman could just figure it out, and his own master actually pretended to be stupid, pretending to believe his words of hopeless love, and wanted to brew an ecstasy to control love.

The knight, who had always been aboveboard in his previous life, was so excited that he chanted:

"Whether a person is noble or mean, rich or poor, at least he should have his own soul!"

The red eyes shining with the fire of the soul looked at him with strange eyes like seeing a paladin singing with a sword in the dark swamp.

"Louis, with all due respect, your soul is not yours, it's mine."

The Lich pursed his lips, and decided to wake up the unqualified servant in one go—if he continued to be so stupid, he would have no face to take him back to the bottomless abyss.

"Do you think that apart from the complete unbelievers, there are people whose souls belong to Demeyer? The gods hate the freedom of the soul the most, so they will issue miracles and establish faith. In this case, their closest servants have It’s understandable to learn from others and play tricks, His Excellency Ralvin, Son of God, is much more restrained than his educators.”

His tone was sarcasm, and his gaze pierced the servant's heart straight and sharply: "Admit it, Louis, your reaction is not because of those little things, but because of disappointment with the "rulers" who once belonged to you. .”

How many years until the end of the war?The power class of the fledgling empire had begun to rot.What caused Ludwig to lose control of his emotions was not the petty business of his lich master to pass the time, nor the dirty tricks of one or two noble teenagers, but the rapid degeneration of the entire ruling class elite.

Whether these people were in power under Antony the Great or Ludwig the Great, they stood there and constituted an indispensable part of the empire's rule.

Three years of games in St. Ceylon told the former God's Chosen One thing that the empire that rose to rule the mainland in one fell swoop was not stable from the very beginning... It still lacks tempering from within, and the emerging nobles are still struggling. I don't know the bitter fruit caused by internal energy consumption.

"It doesn't belong to you anymore anyway."

──You don't belong to them either.

The lich's final blow deflated his handsome servant, and the blue eyes that seemed to be burning were extinguished.Perhaps it was the disadvantage of borrowing the power of Goddess Gaia to perform the reincarnation technique. Ludwig, who had completely recovered the condition of the son of the gods in the previous life, never felt that he was another person.

He cares about his empire and family, hates his enemies...he can't treat it as a mere game like a lich.However, he was already an out-and-out outsider.

You can care about the things in your previous life, but they should not be the focus of your life.

Potato Knight's focus can only be on his great lich master──To some extent, this is my dear young master complaining that I don't care about him enough?

Oops, what a sin!

The thought of the very thick-skinned son of the former god's family, he switched from the savior mode to the loyal dog in an instant. Of course, no matter how courageous he is, he dare not really say this kind of thought.

"...to let you make such a long talk, what price did that noble second young master pay?" The servant who had been educated a lot touched his nose and changed the subject in a proper manner.

"Would you believe me if I said no?" The lich's eyes were shining with mischief as he replied from the kindness.

"Maybe the second young master believes it?" Quickly recovering from the blow, the relapsed knight leaned over to the master's chair, rubbing some tofu as if serving tea and water courteously.

"Oh, of course he believes that he is stupid, innocent, and has a pretty face worthy of envy, but he doesn't know how to use it. The idiot illegitimate child who yearns for love, family affection, and friendship will believe his sweet, sad unrequited love story."

The Lich kicked the servant away very rudely, he is now much more proficient in dealing with these little tricks, "Of course I will also believe that my potion is completely harmless."

In fact, it is not harmful-at least not only on the physical level, it is not harmful to health, but it can also make users look radiant.

The only difference is that it will plant a small spiritual "secret door". Mr. Ralvin, the tragic protagonist of a one-man show of unrequited love, can use potions to control the heart of a cruel crown prince. Control him, right?

Equivalent exchange, the Lich thought fairly, there is no reason to exchange a few cheap tears for the ecstasy potion that even the devil covets, the most important thing is that it is difficult to gather the ingredients to brew, right?

"You're using mind reading again." The housekeeper complained, feeling more and more that the wisdom honed in intrigue was far away from him.

"Yeah, it also comes with hypnotism, I really can't pretend to be so stupid."

Every time he pretended to be a witch in front of Victor, and a lich with little white flowers in front of Ralvin, he waved his hands disdainfully, like chasing flies away from someone's possible preaching.

Back then, he really shouldn't have exploded out of curiosity and chose the neutral Goddess of Life as the basis for the resurrection technique. Now his right-hand assistant is often unable to turn his head, which is very troublesome.

He loves to preach and misbehaves, which is far worse than the taciturn and self-disciplined death knight!

The Lich, who had previously praised others for being flexible, considerate and emotional, curled her lips, but she didn't realize that she also had a tendency to become more and more childish and self-willed.

"Anyway, let them go. The temple hasn't fallen to the bottom. No matter how hard you fight with the devil, Angola won't wake up easily. We just fished in troubled waters."

"Hmm... yes, that's right." Now there is a perverted fish in the muddy water, turning the two bodies into conjoined twins while the owner is concentrating on talking.

"Ludwig! Be serious with me──don't think I can't see how wrong you are lately!" The lich was furious. For the past three years -- strictly speaking, two and a half years, except for the fact that he used spiritual magic to get Apart from intelligence, all the plans to intensify the conflicts of interest between several parties in Willinghild's family were drawn up by this servant.

And since he was the third young master of Lawrence two months ago, he was officially accepted by Mrs. Marianne.