Master Lich's Knight Steward

To dig out the huge tubers...

"I knew I should use peas. That vine is also very long."

Because the superposition of top-level spells is not allowed, the unlucky Lich dug the ground and was out of breath.

He couldn't lift the huge golden potato, so Lawrence could only lean half of his body into the pit, and smeared the "Master's Blood" that activated the last step of the spell on the tuber.

flutter──

A strong and powerful hand pierced through the potato skin and stretched out-this is no different from those claws that burst out of the blood cocoon, it is just as scary.The master of the spell stroked his chin with great interest.

Different from the black mist that is common in the bottomless abyss, the golden light shot out from the broken yam, so strong that the Lich had to cast a blackout spell on himself.

Then the medium crumbles to ashes, and a naked man appears at the bottom of the pit.

The man has handsome facial features as deep as a knife, and a muscular body with perfect proportions like a Greek sculpture, with a kind of wildness ready to go.His skin is a healthy bronze color, exuding the breath of sunshine, and his short silver-gray hair stands up in a mess, but it can't disturb his serious and stern military demeanor in the slightest.

Wow!Nice body!

The conscienceless lich whistled, and before he could react, he ate the ice cream with his eyes.

The man opened his eyes, a pair of deep blue eyes shot out a strong hatred and murderous aura, like two groups of jumping flames.

"Anthony Barthes, you despicable and shameless traitor, you probably didn't expect that I, Siegfried Amwaderisol Rockefeller, could return to this world! I came on the flames of revenge from hell, and I will take You have trampled on all the power that the blood of your brothers has seized..."

How like the appearance of the death knight walking out of the flames of hell, but unfortunately there is neither the gushing pale flame, nor the hideous thestral screaming with the skeleton, but the naked Avenger has a little...joy?

Losing his focus for a while, he didn't hear what his newly "born" butler was talking about, so Lawrence decided to quickly take out his identity as the master──

"Um, sorry... I really just want a butler..."

The disturbed revived glared at him viciously, but the lich's blood-red eyes were so calm and serene that his anger was quickly appeased by the imprint on the bones and the master-slave contract of the soul.

Once a spiritual connection is established with the creator of the soul contract, no matter what the soul misunderstood before, he now understands that he was given a mission and resurrected.

A perfect life, though only for purposes that are neither noble nor profound.

The man knelt down on one knee and swore an oath to the Lich with the most solemn etiquette of an ancient knight:

"My noble master, thank you for giving me a new life. I will always follow you, protect you, and regard you as the only belief in eternal life. Please give me a new name."

Of course, due to the interference of the fixed reincarnation art recognition line, his sincerity can be regarded as playing the piano to the cow.

The bewildered lich who was too low-demand just nodded, and gave him a very irresponsible name:

"You grew out of yams, so let's call you Ludwig!" After finishing speaking, he nodded with satisfaction: "The name I walk in the world is Lawrence Eisen Willinghildr, so you You can usually call me Master Lawrence, but you can call me Laurie in private. Now stand up, my dear Mr. Housekeeper, we have to give you a suit of clothes first."

A shy and charming smile appeared on Lawrence's face, which dazzled Ludwig who had experienced many storms.The charm of the combination of the new body and soul, Lich has not yet fully understood──In fact, he was always full of kindness in the mentor's magic tower back then, but he was a skeleton at that time.

"Yes, my Master Laurie." The resurrected man concealed his awkwardness with a serious face.After the initial shock passed, he had no interest in running naked across the manor...

In the end, Ludwig, who had no choice but to exude a fiery red vindictiveness to cover up one or two, looked at the happy back of his master in confusion. He is now very clear that this powerful summoner is a prank-loving, black-bellied and confused biology.

I don't know if this master can satisfy his soul and return to the human world at all costs to achieve his goal?

"So, the human emperor now supported by the Temple of Light—Anthony I, is a fake who pretends to be a descendant of the Rockefeller of the God-Chosen family?"

On a peaceful afternoon, Master Lich sat in the warm courtyard drinking tea and chatting with his resurrected butler.

As an undead manipulator who pursues true knowledge, Lawrence is not like those boring nobles who regard status as crucial.After getting along for a few days, Ludwig, who is well-informed and personable, has already won his favor.

Anyway, the original intention of creating him was to relieve loneliness, the optimist lich, so to soothe the uneasy heart because the favor came too fast.

"That's right, that bastard is my nanny's son. The Rockefeller family was almost cut off at the most difficult moment of the demon invasion. It was my nanny who raised me, the last orphan in the direct line."

Shrugged, the revived who is said to be the true heir to the family of gods.After figuring out his physical condition and the current state of the empire, he was not so eager to take revenge—no matter how much the traitor felt sorry for him, at least the peace of the mainland could not be destroyed because of personal grievances.

Recalling the young face in the mirror that was the same as before death, the former Prince Rockefeller planned to serve his beautiful and lovely master in the Claus Manor first, and after decades, the greedy, power-loving bastard began to fear aging and When he dies, use this everlasting youthful face to stimulate him well.

Oh my God!How could the holy knight, who was upright in the past, have such evil thoughts?It must have been spoiled by his new owner!

"But now I am Ludwig, the butler Louis who will organize and manage the manor for you and teach you how to enjoy worldly entertainment." The man with strict hair and neat black dress is really a bit of an aristocratic butler, but A truly qualified housekeeper would not play jokes on his master.

Fortunately, both the master and the servant don't care about the red tape.

"I don't have money for fun right now... I can't even afford a magic wand to see people!"

Speaking of this, Master Lawrence's face suddenly collapsed.Although the clothes are gorgeous, they are far better than those dudes in the imperial capital of St. Ceylon, but the skillful hands of the Lich still cannot save the distressed finances of the villa for the time being.

He can't take the last little fig leaf of the late princess, can he?

"You have read all the information about my magic plants. How to use them to make money is up to you, Louis." The lich who does not know how to do business can know people and do things well--indeed, compared to the ones in the laboratory He, Ludwig who had been educated by a ruler and led troops in battle all year round, could better understand the value of magic crops.

"They are very valuable." Mentioning the specialties of the villa, Ludwig's blue eyes also sparkled.

"Even the stalks that you regard as waste after harvesting and plan to rot in the ground to fertilize the soil! They can also be sold at a good price. If there were such things for those picky dragon blood horses back then, my brave cavalry It can be doubled..."

Ludwig, who accidentally exposed his wound, lowered his voice.

He was murdered by his milk brother back then, and more than half of the Dragon Knights trained by himself were killed or injured, and the rest were deceived by Anthony, who gave himself the surname of Rockefeller, and instead became the most powerful weapon for traitors to conquer.

"You mean, in addition to the fruit seeds and tubers we usually use, those leaves! The stalks can be sold as feed for monsters?" The lich, who knew his sadness but couldn't comfort him, could only use his tender Pretend to be cute, forcing a pair of blood-red eyes full of dangerous magic power to sparkle with expectant little stars.

As expected, Ludwig was distracted by his best performance, but the young master Lich, who didn't understand the world, didn't understand the emotion that flashed in those dark blue eyes.

"That's right, maybe it can also be used as an alchemy material, or develop other uses."

Speaking of this, Ludwig narrowed his eyes, revealing a cunning side that is different from his usual tough knight style: "Actually, you can only release a small part of the product in the first year, and let those various professions experiment on their own. Its value, wait until the price is high enough to supply a large amount of stable supply.”

Now Lawrence looked at him with stars of pure gold.

"Louis, I'm impressed with you!"

Well, maybe this expression of surprise is a bit fake, but Lich himself is really too lazy to use his wisdom in this kind of place, so naturally he can't think of the most profitable way to make money.

"The exact amount of harvest depends on today's harvest." At this time, Ludwig showed a reserved smile, and took a sip of the commoner's black tea, "compared to those slow incomes, do you have any income?" Is it an honor to visit your herb garden?"

For the pure and honest purpose of "care at any time", Lawrence's most precious magic herb cultivation room is currently built on the spacious, bright and luxurious balcony of his bedroom...

This makes the butler, who is not so pure and upright in his heart, feel embarrassed to visit the most promising production line in the entire manor.

"Huh? Haven't you seen it?"

Lawrence, who assigned all property management rights to the steward from the first day, was surprised, but the Lich, who has always been too lazy to think about it, quickly found a reasonable reason for himself: "Okay, I just want to explain it to you The special properties of those mutated plants."

Thinking of those treasures that have never thrived in the top magic greenhouse of the bottomless abyss