Master Lich's Knight Steward

"Hey, skeleton soldiers with light attributes! A great achievement that even a mentor can't do!" Such a villain successfully commands the skeletons dressed as priests by his evil taste, and the lich selectively forgets, the bottomless abyss The fact that light attribute gems do not exist at all.

After turning Claus Manor into a foolproof iron bucket in this way, he suddenly found himself impoverished again.

Still thinking about finding suitable gemstones to re-insert one day in the future, the Lich was reluctant to destroy those ancient and luxurious precious metal frames, so he collected them.

As for those gems, because the Lich's technique of extracting power is too good, it has simply turned into a large pile of worthless transparent powder, and was swept away by a tornado in his heartbroken heart.

At that time, the Lich, who had a headache counting the few imperial gold coins in his pocket, didn't know what kind of benefits his unconscious act of venting would bring him in the future...

"Spring is here, so should the money givers."

The lich who turned into a miser, sat on the big rose-colored lace bed with bad taste, counting his movable property one by one.

At this time, he was wearing a black velvet robe that he had modified in his spare time, simply embellished with some top-grade gemstones, and his long golden hair was simply tied behind his head with a ribbon. He looked like a well-cultivated noble mage—except He hasn't had a chance to get a decent wand yet.

38 gold coins, seven silver coins, 91 copper coins...the last change was found while cleaning the servant's room.The lich knew that the money could be kept because his arrival "exempted" the big purchases before the winter. Otherwise, how could the calculating duchess let the illegitimate son under house arrest have a spare coin?

Anyway, the envoys from families with upturned nostrils will not find any doubts, because they never bother to talk to poor and inferior people.

The Lich found this ridiculous, because the ancestors of the Willinghild family were still poor tenant farmers 100 years ago.In such a short period of time, this upstart family, which only emerged in the generation of Duke Osborne's grandfather, has already forgotten its roots...

Thinking of this, the Lich finally remembered the contract that had been left behind for a long time. Dealing with such a young and unrestrained family is much easier than imagined!

Just let it become a veritable rich but three generations!The lich smiled viciously.

How about some fun for yourself now?

Revenge is a gradual process. In the past few years, he didn't want to jump into the circle of right and wrong in St. Ceylon.Although most of his hundreds of years have been spent in the vast sea of ​​books of his mentor, the patience of the Lich cannot be measured by human standards—anyway, as long as the third generation of Willinghildr, That is to say, it would be fine to kill Grand Duke Osborne before his death, but at worst, kill him on the day of the old man's funeral.

It is in the lich's nature that morality is as thin as responsibility.

He also wanted to enjoy the lich for a few more years in the comfort zone he had just built, thinking about going to the balcony to have a panoramic view of the entire manor.

The thick snow began to melt, and in some places the brown-black land was almost exposed.

land……

Yes, land!

A land that is healthy, full of vitality and vitality, and capable of growing all kinds of precious or interesting plants.Such soil is very precious in the Abyss, and the Lich has only fiddled with it in the laboratory where the mentor cultivates medicinal materials.However, in the above-ground world ruled by the gods, large tracts of fertile land are wasted, and even the largest number of human beings do not have enough manpower to cultivate them.

And he is Lawrence now.Eisen.Willinghildr, is the master of this land!

Lich felt his chest heat up.

He was appreciated by his mentor in the past, and he stood out from many apprentices with his mediocre magical talent, because his hands in the bottomless abyss were absolutely top-notch gardening skills - using the least amount of soil consumption to maintain the vitality of those precious magic plants , allowing him to obtain enough gifts to transform his physique before death and become an immortal lich.

Since then, the attribute of being an undead creature has forced him to stay away from his beloved planting laboratory, but now he has a real human body!

The lich can't wait!

If he hadn't remembered that he didn't even have a single seed on hand, he might have rushed down to review the birthing magic that had been useless for hundreds of years.

"It's really good dirt."

Although it was impossible to turn the barren manor into a vibrant plantation immediately, the Lich still impatiently summoned a handful of soil and deeply inhaled the fragrance of nostalgia.

"If it wasn't for the winter snow cover, I should have found out a long time ago."

Realizing that he had made such an unforgivable mistake, Lich excused himself with a guilty conscience.Then he rolled back into the room like a gust of wind, and ran towards the warehouse where the food was stored.

There is a lot of wheat and plant tubers stored there... Maybe there will be some survivors that have been left untouched for the whole winter?

The Lich felt that the spell "Life Test" had jumped at his fingertips.

So, a few days later, when a servant of the Willinghild family brought two soldiers to send the living expenses for the first half of the year, they saw strange potted plants placed on all the balconies of the castle.

"Bah! Poor taste."

He has been a city resident since he was born, and he disdains criticisms. He doesn't think those strange plants are expensive and fresh ornamental flowers.

"Hey! Who cares, he's just a piece of trash destined to die of old age in this place, and he's gotta put on a show for him! Come back to town before it's dark, and let's have a drink!"

The soldier escorting the gold coins showed his yellow teeth with a smile—he had no reason to be unhappy, every time he gave money to a useless illegitimate child that the family did not recognize, he could deduct a sum of money, and the Duchess, who wished that the other party had a worse life, never ignored it. .

They stayed for less than half an hour and then left laughing. They didn't realize that they had just saluted a lich and had a cordial conversation with several skeletons under the illusion.

Oh, never mind, the dumber the enemy, the better, isn't it?

Second housekeeper planted from the ground

With money in his hand, the lich who sorted out a simple laboratory began to be unwilling to be lonely, and he planned to go to the city.

Although he used gold coins to buy grain from the small village to conceal people's eyes and ears, under the banner of "the quality of life of the nobility", he required that all grains be wheat and beans that had been planted, and potatoes, carrots, etc. should also be the freshest. The sixteen servants of bright skeletons went to cultivate the land and utilized the deserted grassland of more than a dozen acres in the manor, but the Lich was still not satisfied.

For he discovered the secret of his own land.

"I'm afraid that even the guy in Angola who pretends to be wise doesn't know that the squeezed spar powder is actually such a perfect magic fertilizer." The lich who believed in the demon god praised, although this was a unique coincidence.

Those spar powders were indeed worthless, but unfortunately, a tornado in Lawrence scattered them to the land of the manor. As the snow melted, these small particles infiltrated into the soil and became part of it.

And the balanced enchantment that the Lich spent the whole winter building also played a role in attracting magic elements.So those enriched positive energies, in addition to offsetting the negative energies emanating from the manor that was completely reduced to the lair of the undead, improved these soils that improved absorption by the way.

This change was so calm and subtle that the liches who carefully served the potted crops didn't notice it at first.

I really want to thank the servant who mocked Lawrence's taste. The petty lich couldn't kill him directly, so he had to dig out the advantages of his own potted plants to comfort himself.In the end, everyone was happy, and the intoxicating magical fluctuations came from the tender green leaves of the wheat and the finely chopped radish flowers...

"Hahaha, I will harvest [-] acres of magical crops in autumn!"

If he hadn't remembered to keep some image for himself, Lawrence the Lich would have almost skipped and hummed a ditty on the way to the city.

Now he has completely merged with this body, and the false vitality conceals all evil auras.

Thanks to the hundreds of years he spent in the murderous abyss, even with this excitement, the Lich still found a magic device on the way.

"I just said, how can the lady leave such a big threat at the villa and ignore it? It turns out that there is such a reliance!"

This was the first time the Lich came across the works of a human mage after coming to Demeyer, so after careful study, he discovered that he was the target of this magic detector.

It seems that he is very tolerant towards the illegitimate child, but in fact, once he leaves the place of house arrest for a certain distance, he will be found. No wonder Shi doesn't even have a staff.

This duchess is pretty smart, at least by doing this, she can save a lot of living expenses for hiring people to follow her!

Due to the huge gap in research funding, the Lich, who has a tendency to steal money, touched his chin and praised.

He had no idea that the terrifying value of such an advanced magic device was many times more expensive than the labor force of slaves surged by the war──

In Duchess Marianne.In Rockefeller's mind, Lawrence.Eisen was much more threatening than she was willing to show.

But even if the Lich knew about it, he probably beat his chest and stomped his feet. Why didn't he learn how to make alchemy tools well back then?

The Lich had two major goals in entering the city this time. For this purpose, he even boiled a thick herbal medicine, dyed his blonde hair brown, and wore a pair of rather uncomfortable blue crystal sheets to block the blood red. s eyes.

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