Master Lich's Knight Steward

Recognize it as a Chest of Eternity.

Those taboos who give up life and refuse to die exist, and they are used to preserve the precious magic weapon of their soul fire-the phylactery of the Lich.As long as the phylactery remains, the lich can be resurrected infinitely.

Although both belong to the evil camp, liches and demons are completely incompatible existences. Why did a ceremony to summon revenge demons get the lich phylactery?

This is entirely an unfortunate coincidence.

Lawrence, who has no foundation in magic at all, can only draw from gourds, and draws from a fragment of a black magic book, does not understand the difference between the words "death messenger" and "dead apostle" in the difficult and ancient magic text, just like Quan Dimeier didn't know the difference between the bottomless abyss belonging to undead creatures and demons, and the hell belonging to the dead.

"...Let me see, one second-class one, seven fourth-class ones, and a few low-level souls, seventeen units of vitality and blood for 16 people—really barren sacrifices."

A dry and hoarse voice whispered softly in the void.

The sound quality that does not belong to the living is not good, but it has a beguiling and elegant rhythm-of course, if you don't consider how bloody and philistine the content is.

"Forget it, for the sake of this summoning to save my phylactery from the fate of destruction, I, Hill...damn it! What's my last name? Forget it, anyway, I will definitely fulfill your wish, obediently Go to hell and wait for good news!"

In the dark space, the lich, who showed a pale phantom, shrugged, threw the fluorescent balls in his hand into his mouth, chewed them happily, and then gave a small belch.

Then he looked down at the only intact corpse in the entire sacrificial room, "Oh, sorry... Lawrence Eisen Willinghild, right? I forgot—you can't go to hell and wait."

There's no way, how could a second-class soul with a lot of love, as greedy as him, be willing to just give up like this?

"As an apology, I will satisfy your soul's deepest desire for 'personal' revenge." The lich-skeleton face twitched, as if trying to smile.

He lowered the height and slowly sank into the body that had just died and hadn't started to rot.

Even out of the self-esteem of an undead creature, he would not admit how much he needed this perfect skin because he had just lost his body and had no strength to resurrect immediately.

As for why it is necessary to abide by the contract that is full of loopholes, if the Lich himself does not agree, it will not be binding at all, to fulfill the wish of the Willinghild family's illegitimate child... Well, there is no way, his great mentor not long ago, in a secret Fleeing in the goblin rebellion, even his old nest was taken away, so a weak little character like him had to flee with his phylactery in his arms.It would be great for him if he could avoid the limelight in the much safer low-magic world!

A few minutes later, the bloody "Lawrence" got up from the pile of dead people. He stretched his limbs a bit stiffly, and bent down to pick up the beautiful little box.

"Oh dear, where do you think I should hide you?"

Lich Hill—or it can be said that the young man who is now Lawrence raised his eyebrows, sorting out the memory fragments of this manor in his mind with great interest.

Although he doesn't think that in this era when there are only tenth-level spells called forbidden spells, someone will be able to destroy the phylactery that surrounds several fourteenth-level protection magics, but hiding it well is the professional ethics of a lich, isn't it? ?What's more, this land seems to be under the direct jurisdiction of the gods...

Gods... oh no, I hate gods the most!

After fully absorbing the not-so-rich knowledge in Lawrence's mind, the Lich found out with some pain that if he wanted to live a stable life in this bright land that had just won a big victory, then he had better not reveal it. own strength and alignment.

"Could it be that I can only play tricks of level [-] or [-] in the future? Don't...maybe develop a new research direction?" The lich, who realized that it was too late to repent, muttered dissatisfiedly, contemptuously contemptuously calling some mages a lifetime. Sixth-level spells that cannot be played are called tricks.

Fortunately, in addition to the powerful advanced magic, there are many interesting things in this world worthy of his attention, enough to spend decades to explore - for example, as a former child who was kidnapped into the undead magic tower to learn ．Human beings, learn to enjoy everything that a normal nobleman should enjoy from now on.

Such as food, such as... gemstones.

"I must gain something!"

The lich gently twisted the purple gold pendant inlaid with a huge starlight sapphire around his neck, and kissed it happily.This is an era when magic is not yet developed enough, so many high-quality gems full of power are waiting for him to harvest.

Once the oppressive and dangerous atmosphere of the bottomless abyss is gone, the optimistic factors hidden in the lich's nature will emerge one after another.Before he felt the loss of having to block the powerful magic power for a few minutes, he found a goal for himself.

And to achieve the goal safely, it seems that he has to perfectly take over this body and all the resources of the former owner.

The first step in taking over is to understand yourself from a human perspective!

So an hour later, temporarily changed his name to Lawrence.Eisen.The lich of Willinghild stood happily in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror in the master bedroom of the castle, admiring his beautiful new skin.

The illegitimate son Lawrence is very beautiful, a handsome and charming young man just like his name means "laurel tree".

His appearance was exactly the same as that of the well-deserved number one beauty mother back then, with brilliant golden long hair hanging behind him like golden waves, and his snow-white skin was as smooth as silk and flawless.The facial features are exquisite and beautiful to the point of being a bit feminine. No wonder the Duke of Osborne, who has a rough English-Chinese image, doubts his blood.

The only evidence that can prove that the owner of this body has changed is the pair of eyes that turned blood red.

Red eyes, the symbol that only the most evil souls on the Demeyer continent will have.

The Lich himself is very satisfied with this point. The evil and strange temperament increases the deterrence and dilutes the weak and feminine taste of this body.Not to mention gold, ivory and ruby ​​red, this combination reminded him of his beloved wand lost in the storm of time and space.

Although he has confidence in his future gemstone storage, the lich, who is not skilled in making tools, understands that if he wants to remember it in the future, he can only look in the mirror more often.

Anyway, in the manor where there is no living person, is there anyone who can spread rumors that he has narcissistic tendencies?

The only bad thing about the image in the mirror is the coagulated blood all over the body. The lich has eaten most of it, but there are always some residues left.

He raised his hand to give himself a powerful cleansing spell, just like when he used to deal with his own bone in the abyss.However, this ordinary human body that has not been strengthened at all, no matter how good-looking it looks, is just an ordinary body. The simple but brutal effect of this spell may directly peel off the delicate and fragile human skin.

"Forget it, you have to get used to it..."

The Lich muttered, groping for the bathroom according to memory.Although there are no servants to fill up the huge bathtub one by one, but the second-level clear spring summoning and the first-level fireball technique are not all at their fingertips?

Soon, the cruel reality told Lich that he was thinking too simply.

"Oh my god! It's so hot——"

There were screams from the bathroom.

To comprehend the huge difference in tactility between the bones covered with the high protection spell and the delicate skin of the noble young master, the Lich still has many detours to take...

Cross Heights seemed more and more deserted and gloomy during these months.

The spring of [-] came when the timid mountain people noticed that no servants had come out to buy flour and vegetables for a long time.

This year's spring came very early, and there were two spring rains that were as expensive as oil in a timely manner, so the farmers who were full of joy happily carried their farm tools and took care of the fields. Who would care about a haunted manor? business?

So for a whole winter, I was obsessed with counting the secret heritage of the Claus Manor and transforming the outdated castle. I never thought that the lich, who wanted to pretend to be the birthplace, would sneak in like this, without arousing any suspicion at all.

As expected of a princess's private palace, the Cross Villa was once a private palace. The Lich found jewelry from all sorts of strange corners and traps. For a while, he almost thought he had fallen into the dragon's den.

It's a pity that these beautifully crafted and long-established jewels fell into the hands of the violent Lich, and most of them could not escape the fate of being dismantled and rebuilt.

The lich who inherited Lawrence's knowledge and ate more than half of the books in the library of the villa, of course knows the value of these jewels, and can get back ten times more natural gems if he takes out any of them... But even if he bleeds, The lich also had to give up this huge benefit.

"Compared to safety, a few boxes of jewelry are nothing!"

Before making all the preparations, I would never dare to take the risk of going to the black market lich to speak so boldly—fortunately, there is no living person in this manor who can come and laugh at him burying himself in the pile of jewels and crying loudly while talking Honorable deeds.

Most of the gems were drained of energy by the Lich, and half of them were used to construct a protective magic with balanced attributes, so that any evil spells he used in the entire villa would not be detected by the human agents of the gods; With a complex set of magical mechanisms, it protects the secret place where the lich keeps the phylactery.

In the end, the lich also left a few diamonds of light attribute to serve as the energy core of his skeleton servant.