Master Lich's Knight Steward

Dear friends, his heart is blossoming, and he is smiling from ear to ear.

Immediately throwing down the perfectly brewed black tea, which is not of high grade and tastes bland, he enthusiastically greets his companions to appreciate his proudest achievement so far.

"Come on, Louie!"

After wearing this 20-year-old skin, the lich's mentality seems to be getting younger and younger.

"Please maintain your demeanor, my young master. Don't forget the aristocratic etiquette class we have at any time." In fact, if you are not worried about the smooth business in the future, you need to cultivate the demeanor habits to adapt to the Demeyer nobles, and the devil will sit in early spring. In the cold wind, drinking that tasteless and inferior black tea!

"Louis, that's enough. Tell you to call me Laurie in private. Your tongue is not tired, but my ears are tired!"

In fact, it's not that the Lich doesn't understand that it's fun for Ludwig to say "My Young Master" in a chant tone, but that kind of tone often makes the Lich feel inexplicably hot, so he has to try to stop it.

Well, this kind of stop is not as firm as Lich thought, at least he hasn't directly ordered someone to change his words, has he?

"All right, my Laurie."

Because he can enter the room openly and visit someone's bedroom, he is in a good mood, and the Potato Knight Ludwig is good at it, but the sensitive words removed are wrong.

Anyway, the tricks are as complicated as others, and there are many ways to tease and molest this young Lich who is still a blank sheet of paper in a certain way.

Seeing the back of the person in front of him tremble, and speeding up the stairs, Ludwig showed a vicious smile on his handsome face.He is definitely, definitely not taking revenge for the title of Potato Knight, absolutely not.

He turned his head and glanced at the green farmland of the manor outside the window, feeling a sense of satisfaction spontaneously.

Oh, it's good to be alive.

Three in this magical land

Life-long learning.

knowledge is power.

Three people must have my teacher.

These three sentences were engraved on the soul of Lawrence the Lich, indiscriminately.

According to his great mentor Fei Letan, although they are at the top of the evil camp, blood and brutality are just means, not ends. Their eyes only look at the unknown, and their souls only chase after the truth!

As for the glorious deeds that made the liches notorious... Cough, those were just small mistakes that were not so careful and gentle in collecting experimental materials and conducting scientific exploration, and absolutely had nothing to do with bloodthirsty or any abnormal psychology.

In fact, all the liches from Feletan and below felt that it was too troublesome to often interrupt the experiment and take time to deal with those boring justice envoys.

"So if the mentor and classmates know my current situation, they will only envy me!" Regarding the needless anxiety caused by the butler's peaceful life, Master Lawrence declared quite satisfied and proud.

Planting is a rigorous life science, and it is a rare and expensive discipline in the Lich's hometown of the bottomless abyss.He couldn't be happier with his research life, which is currently neglected!Maybe in ten years or so he will find time to fulfill his predecessor's last wish, but the current state of being forgotten by the human world is what he wants.

As for the restlessness of his trusty, dear steward... Maybe the lich is not very good at dealing with the playboy methods of this handsome former knight of choice, but in principle, he is smart enough to grasp that the other party cannot betray and defy him , very tolerant to the other party's suggestions from time to time whether to teach the Temple of Light a lesson, whether to control the imperial regime, as a stepping stone for evil invasion.

But it would still be annoying to be sidetracked too many times, the Lich glared at Ludwig with ruby-like phoenix eyes──Humans are really terrible creatures, but they have been in hell for decades and can't wait to drag everyone into the water , really evil!A truly evil creature who abandoned his human identity hundreds of years ago, criticizes with confidence.

It's too bad, I haven't fully adapted to the difference between this beautiful skin and the image of a skeleton, this glance has nothing to do with deterrence, but it makes the man who was artificially promoted to develop into a stallion in his previous life feel a wave of fever in his heart.

"Well, well, my Master Laurie, you are very kind, kind, and peace-loving—but first, can you tell me what to do with those yams that are contaminated by corpse miasma? I bet that word will spread within a week if they enter the market The news of eating dead people, those fat-headed priests in a month should take the hard-earned money of taxpayers to act."

Compared with the summoning of the necromancer knight, the reincarnation technique has too many advantages, and the living body should have the same, including desire of course.Therefore, in order to suppress the brother between his legs, Ludwig had to mention that nasty plant that makes his whole body weak when he thinks about it—Potatoes.

Damn tubers!Ever since Lawrence proposed to use potato flowers as the new coat of arms of the knights, the resurrected who could not resent their masters completely hated innocent plants.

So since Ludwig climbed out of his birth pit, the luxurious big kitchen that finally came in handy has never seen De Meyer's quite popular potato dishes.

Although in terms of eating, Master Lich, who is willing to put salt in his mouth and study carefully, has no opinion on the menu so far, but his strong thirst for knowledge still makes the butler's little wish to expel the yams out of the manor for bubbles.

Because Lawrence, the Lich, discovered after his reincarnation that potato is a perfect magic-absorbing plant.Not only can it fully absorb every kind of magical element, but it also responds well to spells—the maturity cycle is shortened the most by the birthing technique, and the most infected and killed by the cursed plague...Master Lawrence ignited the enthusiasm for experiments!

The direct consequence is that mountains of deformed yams have piled up in the underground warehouse. The weird shape is not the point, but the problem is that each of them contains evil intentions.This caused Ludwig a headache, but he shouldered the important task of revitalizing the poor finances of Claus Heights.

"Uh, can't it be sold?" The young master, who is not in charge of the family and doesn't know Chai Migui, blinked his eyes pretending to be innocent: "How about I make a magic space and store it first?"

"Space magic?" The housekeeper who was born noble, so he can be regarded as knowledgeable in the entire Demeyer, his eyes lit up, "As far as I know, they are all high-level magic above the tenth level. How much do you need to consume without attracting the attention of the temple?" gem?"

"Not much, three six-carat diamonds and a top-quality bloodstone can open a crack, and it only needs medium-grade amethyst and topaz to fix it, each year each..." Lawrence spoke lightly, his voice was soft and fresh. It's sweet, but it's like a death spell to Ludwig's ears.

"Stop, stop! Pretend I didn't ask." Ludwig stopped the master with a blue face, "Let's throw it in the cellar first, anyway, there is still an open space so it won't get moldy..."

He began to feel that gem appreciation and evaluation should be included in the schedule of De Mayer's general knowledge class, otherwise the manor will never have a day when its assets are growing!

In just two months, the butler, who had transformed into an iron rooster and a miser, secretly decided.

"Mold won't coexist with corpse miasma..." Young Lich, who corrected the servant's mistake in a low voice, was frightened by a sharp look, and gave up with puckered mouth.

Give some face to your capable subordinates, but it is the only rule for the superior to maintain the rule.

Of course, he didn't know that as early as the yam emblem incident, someone's face was trampled enough by him.

"Well, I'm going to see the fields... Louis, you go cook."

The prolonged silence made Lich very uncomfortable. He certainly had a long time, but he didn't want to waste it staring at his subordinates.

So he decided to use his master's privilege to drive the knight exuding strange coercion into the kitchen, and he himself fled to the beautiful and lovely wheat field.

It's a bit like running away, but the lich doesn't care about that little self-esteem that doesn't matter.

"Yes, my young master—bring some carrots back."

Putting on elegant and perfect etiquette to send the host away, but Ludwig, who is a housekeeper, cook, accountant, guard, etc., is more like talking to a wife who is out shopping.

He watched the Lich's figure disappear at the stairs, and then saw him again in the wheat field facing the window after a while.Ludwig smiled, he had never seen such a simple and easily satisfied "person".

Shouldn't the undead be the most greedy and evil?

Back then, there were many magicians in his army, but in essence, they were no different from anyone chasing money and power in the world.As for those so-called noble and selfless priests, he knows what they are.

He didn't believe in Anthony's betrayal and usurpation. He could succeed with only his little nanny's son. Behind this, there must be a temple that is unwilling to give up the right to exercise theocracy in the world.

Compared with those disgusting leaders of the light camp, it was this undead creature that had always been regarded as extremely evil, allowing Ludwig to experience the beauty of life again.

The Lich pursues knowledge and is obsessed with experiments, but he is content to obtain everything he needs in accordance with the rules. Ludwig understood that it was a difference in worldview, and his young master was indifferent to things other than knowledge.

"Even if there is no soul contract, I will not betray you."

The knight pressed his right hand to his chest and spoke solemnly.Not only because the other party gave him a second life.

Although there are only two mouths, there are manors full of experimental fields, and the expenditure is very large.So after Midsummer's Eve passed, Master Lawrence and his servants, who left only some silver coins and copper plates in their pockets, once again stood on the streets of the commercial district.

Only this time they went farther than