??Chapter 178: Chapter 165 The Crazy Laine
Chapter 178: Chapter 165 The Crazy Laine
[Diga Ultraman: Man in Laine Imperial Capital, just stepped out of the Teleportation Circle…]
Amberser’s words started a storm in the chat group.
The first to arrive at the scene was Hake Stone.
If anyone in the Elegy Poetry Society was fed up with Amberser, it was certainly this Dwarf Vampire.
He had just gotten over the fact that the Elf Queen was throwing herself at Amberser a few days ago, and suddenly he saw Amberser sending ssages again, which made him feel entirely out of sorts.
[Dislike Humans: I XXXXX, what are you bragging about now? Laine Imperial Capital? The undead would be turned to ash before getting anywhere close.]
The second to arrive was the Dragon Race Son-in-law Gareth, who probably didn’t have anything to do normally, hence he never missed any chat.
[Headless Knight’s Crown: Bro, I’m on his side this ti, but even bragging needs to make so basic sense. I don’t even dare to approach the Laine Imperial Capital, your small fra would certainly be blasted to ash by the holy light.]
Amberser, upon reading their replies, contemplated for a mont before writing: [Gentlen, care to make a wager?]
[Dislike Humans: Bet that you are not in the City of Dawn? How will you prove it?!]
[Diga Ultraman: Don’t worry about whether I can prove it or not, just tell
if you’re in on the bet, my stake is 53 million Gold Coins.]
[Dislike Humans: That’s an interesting number, what’s with the extra 3 million?]
[Diga Ultraman: Just now a group of Paladins were kneeling in front of , crying and begging
to take it, since it’s free money, I thought I’d wager it on a little bet.]
[Dislike Humans: XXXXXXX!]
Amberser was at a loss; how could no one believe the truth? As a Lich who valued integrity in business, he had always been honest.
Hake Stone, apparently too emotional, was furiously using “XXXX” to flood the chat and had even forgotten about the bet.
Amberser silently reminded himself to tell so benign lies next ti, not to let the injustice… ah no, it’s to prevent his friends from freaking out.
Once Hake Stone cald down, Headless Bro asked: [Bro, are you serious? You’re really in the City of Dawn?]
[Pale Little Skeleton: Impossible, how could the undead enter the City of Dawn? Even if he were the illegitimate son of the Lord of the Dawn turned into the undead, he would still be burned to ashes by the holy light.]
[Diga Ultraman: Why would I lie to you, I’ll record it with a mory Crystal right now.]
Amberser took out a mory Crystal from his private space, aid it at the tall white stone pillars surrounding the Teleportation Circle, which were all sculptures of the Lord of the Dawn; no place else on this continent but the Laine Imperial Capital’s City of Dawn would have statues of the Lord of the Dawn towering at forty or fifty ters tall.
Besides the environnt, Amberser approached a stoic Paladin, leaned in, and said, “Hey, do
a favor and take off your helt, smile a bit.”
The Paladin turned his head, glanced at Amberser, then stood up straight again, acting as if he had heard nothing.
“Fine, if you won’t cooperate, never mind.”
Amberser captured all the Paladins guarding them into the shot, then uploaded the footage into the Necromancy Codex.
Monts later, the group mbers started to feel like they were going insane.
[Dislike Humans: How is this possible! That’s really the City of Dawn? This isn’t so fake scene you created earlier, is it?!]
[Diga Ultraman: If you don’t believe it, I’ll write your na on a piece of paper and film it for you again.]
[Headless Knight’s Crown: Brother, how are you unhard? What about the holy light, why is it ineffective against you?!]
[Pale Little Skeleton: No way, are you truly the illegitimate son of the Lord of the Dawn?!]
…
It was already preposterous for the undead to enter Laine territory, but the City of Dawn? That’s the Lord of the Dawn’s earthly palace, the place most often graced with miracles.
The density of the holy light there was so intense that even a Bone Dragon wouldn’t last a few seconds.
How could Amberser, a Lich, possibly show up in the City of Dawn? Did he discover so thod to resist the power of the holy light?
If that was true, it would be the most astonishing discovery in the undead realm.
The one truly concerned about Laine, Withered Rose, arrived late. After seeing the chat log, she couldn’t wait to send Amberser a private ssage: [How did you enter the City of Dawn?! What happened?]
Amberser knew that Laine was Withered Rose’s demon, so he didn’t beat around the bush. He told her about his encounter with the Silvermoon Knight in Sandshadow City but did not ntion anything about saving Harvey.
[Withered Rose: You t Winston Lyte?]
It could have been his imagination, but even through the Necromancy Codex, Amberser seed to feel Withered Rose’s repressed anger.
[Diga Ultraman: Indeed, I did et him, and I helped you con him out of over 50 million Gold Coins.]
Withered Rose was silent for a long ti before replying: [Thank you, that’s the best news I’ve heard in decades.]
Curious, Amberser asked: [You have a grudge against this Silvermoon Knight?]
[Withered Rose: My teacher, Master Morgan, died at the hand of that old man. But he also had it tough, his last disciple died in Gloomyland.]
Amberser had not expected there to be such past conflicts between the two n. If he had known this earlier, he should have bargained for tens of millions more.
[Withered Rose: That old man is probably going to die soon too.]
[Diga Ultraman: He looks like he could pass away at any mont, yet the holy light power within him hasn’t diminished at all. If it really ca to a fight, I might not be his match.]
[Withered Rose: Don’t ever fight him, his Holy Slash can harm the Lich’s soul. Even if I could return to the Life Casket, it would bring back the remnants of holy light power with it. My teacher died under his Holy Slash, and even after returning to the Life Casket, he ultimately turned to ashes by the holy light.]
Withered Rose’s words startled Amberser.
Isn’t this old man just too outrageous?
The soul of a Lich returning to the Life Casket is a special rule, not sothing like a spatial magic or similar.
In theory, apart from the Lich’s soul, nothing else should be affected by this law. Even if struck by a curse, returning to the Life Casket should dispel the cursed energy.
Just how special must the Silvermoon Knight’s Holy Slash be to latch the holy light power onto a Lich’s soul, and then transfer it back to the Life Casket along with it?
Amberser couldn’t even begin to understand the principle behind it.
After remaining calm for several seconds, Amberser sighed, “It’s good that the old man is about to die.”
[Withered Rose: Indeed, fortunately, he’s on his deathbed, and also fortunately, he is not of the Laine Imperial Family. Otherwise, I would have died a long ti ago. It’s a pity that you’re trapped in the Teleportation Circle. If you had a way to enter the City of Dawn, there are a few secret passages that lead directly to the Royal Palace. You might even be able to assassinate the Emperor.]
Amberser asked curiously, “You know about secret passages? You seem to know too much about Laine.”
[Withered Rose: Since you already know so much, I won’t hide it from you anymore. I am actually a Laine person who grew up in the City of Dawn.]
[Diga Ultraman: I’d guessed as much. You’re too familiar with Laine, probably a local.]
Seeing Withered Rose’s confession, Amberser wasn’t too surprised. He had already suspected that Withered Rose’s extensive knowledge of Laine, even obtaining information on city defense, must be due to a close connection with Laine.
The reason for fleeing Laine and becoming a Lich was not surprising either.
Every year, many humans flee Laine, perhaps for committing cris, or perhaps because the teachings of the Lord of the Dawn do not align with their ideals, or more directly, in the hope of achieving immortality.
Laine prohibits extending life through magical ans, even the Silvermoon Knight, the strongest Paladin, must age, which shows how strict this prohibition is.
Living is the instinct of life, and undead creatures are also living beings. If given the choice, how many could peacefully accept death?
But what Amberser hadn’t expected was that Withered Rose was no ordinary citizen of Laine Imperial Capital.
[Withered Rose: Actually, I am of the Imperial Family of Laine… The current Emperor of Laine should be considered my cousin, I suppose. It has been so long that I can’t really rember clearly.]
“What?!”
Amberser blurted out, forgetting to write.
He quickly expressed his shock and questions in writing, and Withered Rose explained, [Is it so strange? What does it matter if one is of the Imperial Family? In the end, we are still slaves to faith. Laine is a country where everyone from top to bottom is willing to sacrifice everything for faith. The mont you are not zealous enough, you are a sinner. I was just such a sinner who wasn’t zealous enough.]
Amberser hurriedly asked, [So you wanted to live forever, to break the rules of Laine?]
[Withered Rose: That’s not it. I was brainwashed from childhood and was willing to dedicate everything to Laine. But as I grew up, I realized that even though I was willing to face death, there were so things I couldn’t accept. You know, the true bloodline of the Laine Imperial Family is actually very rare. My father had over forty children, and only I could resonate with Magic Dragon Armant.]
Amberser thought to himself, was the infidelity rate in the Laine Imperial Family that high? Could it be that the scandal between the Empress of Laine and the goblin was actually docuntary literature?
[Withered Rose: The bloodline of the Laine Imperial Family keeps weakening because the family did not choose to marry among close relatives from the beginning. After dilution over more than a dozen generations, it has beco very different from that of the founding emperor. Hence, fewer and fewer are able to resonate with the Magic Dragon Armant. The main task for each emperor was to have children, to have many children, until one who could resonate with the Magic Dragon Armant was born. I thought that after I ascended the throne, I would beco such a childbearing machine. Initially, I thought about accepting it, after all, it was my family duty. But then I realized, I had still underestimated their madness.]
[Diga Ultraman: They? Do you an your relatives?]
[Withered Rose: Yes, my father, my mother, and all the other mbers of the Imperial Family, they ca up with a plan. If the first child I gave birth to did not inherit the bloodline of Laine, they would help
change husbands. There are many collateral branches because the Imperial Family has been madly having children for many years. All these male relatives, like cousins or even uncles, would beco my husbands, all to ensure a child who could inherit the bloodline was born.]
Amberser paused with his fingertips, then wrote down: [They are indeed mad.]
[Withered Rose: That’s right, they are mad. I accidentally heard about their plan before my coronation. It turns out there really are things in this world that are harder to accept than death. So, I ran away. I left Laine before these madn could implent their plan. They started to frantically hunt
down, and I could only keep running, all the way to Gloomyland. There, I t my master, and with his help, I transford into a Lich… The rest of the story, you already know more or less.]
Amberser didn’t know how to comfort her, no wonder Withered Rose harbored such deep-seated hatred toward the Laine Empire.
Withered Rose wasn’t the kind of fragile woman who needed comfort from others, and soon recovered, asking Amberser, [By the way, what were you doing in Erald Dream Forest?]
Amberser replied, [The Elf Tribe gave
the location of a hidden Divine Artifact, which requires setting out to sea from Erald Dream Forest to reach.]
[Withered Rose: Setting out to sea from Erald Dream Forest? Then you should ask the Mute. I had a chat with her a while ago, and she seed to live in these waters.]
Amberser looked puzzled.
An Undead living in the sea?
What kind of species is that?
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