Master Lich's Knight Steward

Admittedly, with the doomed surname on it, a loyal or selfishly vengeful butler looks very wrong.

Especially after reading Mrs. Marian's memories...

The lich narrowed his eyes. He may not like obedient and loyal slaves, but he doesn't need slaves who are double-minded.

He knew that there was a loophole in his control over Ludwig's soul contract, but he thought he had the patience and confidence to slowly "domesticate" this rebellious silver wolf.But now...

The equation of "deceit" and "betrayal" flickers vigilantly in Lich's straight line and low EQ brain, even if he is a bit reluctant, but──

His blood-red eyes, which became colder and brighter because he wanted to be ruthless, reflected in the eyes of the pervert who was kicked away again, it was out-and-out awkward.

The housekeeper who immediately saw the essence of what he wanted through the phenomenon immediately concluded that the lich was jealous.

"Dear Master Laurie, please calm down." He smiled brightly like a flower, singing the great God of Love with all his heart.

"It's just a very clichéd little story. If you are willing to listen to it, of course I will give it to you."

In fact, he was not moved, or even had any bad thoughts because of it, but was just a little funny, should it be said that it was his own fault?Or retribution?The silver-gray resurrected person shook his head proudly.

"It just serves as the latest results report." He added.

The lich nodded noncommittally.

"Marian Rockefeller, the former Marilyn Barthes, the cousin of my good brother Anthony, a pure, lovely, energetic, innocent girl who loves fantasy..."

This is a tragic love story on the same level as Princess Alice.

The little girl who loves to dream has a crush on the handsome knight, but this unrequited love is not worth mentioning in front of the luxurious life and noble status, until the girl herself becomes a political bargaining chip.

A woman without the love of her husband and the nourishment of her family begins to fantasize—how good would it be if there was no betrayal in the first place?

She began to pin her strong love on the dead man, gradually hated her brother, husband and even her son, and became obsessed with similar images one after another, making the two noble families into a mess, and believed that she was dying for the sake of death The man took revenge—even if the victim who was resurrected many years later had no impression of her at all.

There are also some interesting details. For example, the woman who conspired with her cousin is becoming more and more afraid of the retribution of the gods. The fake show is true, and the second son who was born in an affair with a stranger is regarded as a god who died many years ago. The blood of the son of the family and so on.

"It's really interesting." Lich commented pertinently. This story is indeed similar to his third-rate love novels in the cabinet. It is also written in the name of love, but it is only full of selfish desires and self-righteous negative emotions.

Seeking nothing but getting it, hating it if you don’t get it, the behavior of a cowardly soul, the lich who thinks that he has heard it just sneered, and then asked persistently:

"But what does this have to do with your absence these days?"

"I just feel that the revenge I was so smug about is not necessary at all—such a group of clowns can destroy themselves for a little profit."

So he'd been thinking about the chances of leaving this mess behind and kidnapping the Lich for a honeymoon trip.

Or how attractive he is compared to the increasingly large and dangerous underground laboratory.Unexpectedly, there was a sweet (?) cute little misunderstanding instead.

"We are the catalyst." The lich smirked sweetly, temporarily deciding not to tell him that since the confession just now, a silent soul resonance spell has been working.

travel?Let's wait until all the experimental materials in his hand are used up.

As a standard aristocrat, of course you can't just go to other people's banquets.Especially when the third young master of the Willinghild family was recognized by the family and gained a lot of property.

Three months is already the limit for those boring ladies to wait and see.

Lawrence.Your Excellency, Viscount Willinghildr, must give the entire St. Ceylon aristocratic circle a satisfactory banquet.

This pained the lich.

"There's no need to do that..."

"..." Ludwig, who shouldered the important task of organizing the Tulip Manor ─ ─ Spring Breeze Garden Party, held his forehead in awe, and admitted with a headache that facing the trembling black magic creation, his image was really good. That's the shadow of a landlord and a bully.

"Even if Ralvin is so brain-dead that he can't recognize the breath of black magic, it's because he took your potion after the banquet and climbed into the bed of His Majesty the prince, but now you have to get rid of all the magical creatures with negative energy. Hide."

It's best to send it back to Cross Mountain... Then he will put a rock on the half-ton gold and silver gate just in case.Ludwig, who was overwhelmed by the black magic atmosphere that had unknowingly accumulated in the manor three years ago, thought kindly.

"Don't forget that you are an embroidered pillow, and Master Hilburton is an alchemist who is good at cultivating enchanted plants──It is best not to have black magic reactions in the manor──anything!"

Although it is unlikely that someone would have the guts to swallow it two months after the Grand Duke sent it, but the housekeeper who is familiar with the strife among the nobles does not want to be caught.

"as you wish."

The lich angrily used a levitation spell to bind and follow, like walking a dog, chained a bunch of weird magic products behind him and brought them into the bedroom, the door was closed with a loud "bang".

After obtaining enough gemstones in this bedroom, he applied a reduced version of the Claus Hill enchantment, so that he could place some gadgets that would make the Lich feel good, and even enshrine his nostalgia for the bottomless abyss.

Of course, it can also prevent wolves.

It's a pity that a certain wolf with a big tail was shocked by the electric shock after several unsuccessful night raids, and now he knocks on the door in a regular manner when he visits—I'm sure his rhythmic knocking on the door interferes with meditation, and every time it annoys the lich so much that he has to open the door for him.

Knock-knock-knock-knock

Now it's at it again, and it's taking advantage of the lich's preoccupation with arranging new decorations.The handsome and decent butler opened the door directly, with a flattering face spoiling the scenery, holding the master's favorite rosemary black tea and almond muffins in his hands.

"My noble and merciful master..."

"What are you doing!" The lich, who was so sorely shivering, glared fiercely, but seeing the hot innocent food, at least he didn't use a whirlwind spell to control the door to shoot this person out.

"Please forgive my ignorant disrespect for great magic──" Ludwig made his expression as pious as possible.

"Tell me, what loopholes have arisen that I need to use spells to remedy?" Although he couldn't say forgiveness, the Lich still got some pleasure from his exaggerated flattery and smiled charmingly: "I think about it, maybe there is something missing? For example, crystal wine glasses that need to be ordered at least three months in advance, can best reflect the solid gold tableware and antique furniture accumulated by a family?"

He was not polite at all, obviously a lich who used mind reading skills to pretend to be a prophet, and was very satisfied with this small manor that had never received distinguished guests, and did not have any of the above hardware conditions.

"My mistake..."

Ludwig, who knew that he wanted something from others, hurriedly pretended to be a good boy, and offered some gold, silver and crystal raw ore with both hands, as if he planned to place his hope on magical magic.

Seeing this tall, burly guy who always "bullies" people with his height and long legs nodded and bowed, the fully entertained Lich shook his head cruelly: "Sorry, there's nothing you can do. Unless you want to entertain the giants?"

The blond young master blinked his innocent bunny eyes──He is really innocent. Didn’t you know that his skills were not good when he made the portal back then? Wine glasses and dinner plates probably couldn’t be made. A little hope?More than enough heart but not enough strength!

"These effects don't require magic tools...my young master." Ludwig smiled wryly, but he deserved it.After all, he is not the kind of professional butler that has been passed down from generation to generation or has received strict training. He did not expect that his family would need utensils for noble banquets, nor did he think that those things were so difficult to obtain.

"If you only want a miniature magic circle, I can help you." The lich master gave him a wry smile.Whether he has magic is not the key, he is really unqualified in craftsmanship!

It's a shame on a mage to admit that he's a little bit clumsy, even a little, a little... That's why he loves growing plants so much!Cultivation only needs patience and inspiration!At most, it is pruning and grafting!

The lich, who broke the pot and exposed his weakness, left three exclamation marks and turned his head. He was angry when he remembered the difficult struggle to apply for exemption from the alchemy making course during his school days in the Tower of the Undead.

"...There is no other way, we have only one way to go." After observing carefully for a while, Ludwig came up with an alternative plan, feeling that the anger was not directed at him.

"There is a method that allows us to temporarily obtain some ready-made necessities without paying too much..."

He lowered his voice seductively.

"You just say you're going to steal it, so what are you talking about." After getting angry, the lich, who was impatient to watch his performance, stepped forward, took away the plate with the delicious food with one hand, and then turned half a circle , and took a stack of black casual clothes from behind the housekeeper.

Ha, thieves.

Lich, who has been doing business with the Shadow Guild for three years, knows exactly what kind of goods they are, and also knows how to use complex and changeable wind spells to simulate professional talent.

Red eyes sparkled eagerly, although the Lich doubted him