Ambrose felt a tinge of regret; he shouldn't have let his old friend Flynn escape back then.
There weren't many people in the know about the incident in the City of Alchemy. If that old geezer decided to spread rumors, Ambrose would find it difficult to produce evidence to explain himself. After all, he was a Lich. According to the stereotypes of the Nine Great Kingdoms, when soone accused a Lich of doing sothing evil, it wasn't called a rumor; it was called a prophecy.
However, this little Elf girl was much better than that male Elf, Cicero. She was willing to talk.
Cicero was the type of old veteran who had seen too many storms and gone on countless adventures. Ambrose's "mind-reading" tactics were very ineffective on him.
It was like soone watching a horror movie: at first, their face might twist in terror, but after watching for a long ti, their reaction to fear would slowly beco numb. Ambrose's thod of provoking the other party with words and then reading their expressions to extract intelligence would eventually cause Cicero to develop resistance if used too much. And this guy developed resistance particularly fast.
The Elves captured with him were the sa—all experienced types. They would constantly adjust their mindset to hide their true thoughts.
But the Elf girl in front of him was different.
Ambrose used [Hold Person] to immobilize the girl. After observing her carefully, he asked, "Little girl, are you an adult yet? Judging by your appearance, you're probably not even a hundred and twenty years old, are you?"
Seven years for an Elf was roughly equivalent to one year for a human, so Elves reached adulthood around one hundred and twenty. The author who wrote *[My Eighty-Year-Old Loli Elf Wife]* in the *[Legendary Incantations]* supplent was a non-fiction writer who had been updating for many years. However, in the later updates, while his wife still hadn't reached adulthood, the author had already started seeking dical help everywhere.
Interspecies romance rarely ends well.
Facing Ambrose's questioning, the girl said disdainfully, "What does it matter to you if I'm an adult or not! I won't reveal a single word to an evil Lich like you!"
Ambrose praised, "Truly admirable. You are the bravest Elf I have ever t."
"Flattery is useless; I won't fall for it. However, seeing that you have good taste, if you release , I can grant you a chance to sign a contract. As long as you are willing to sign the contract and leave this land, our Elf race will not exterminate you."
Although the Elf girl spoke firmly, she still revealed a sowhat secretly delighted expression.
Probably because Ambrose was "the most evil existence in the Nine Great Kingdoms," his praise carried a different weight due to his status.
It was like a salesperson calling you beautiful; most people wouldn't feel much. But if a world-class fashion designer praised your beauty and figure, that would be enough to tell the whole world about, perhaps even making the news.
"A contract? Aren't you afraid I'll go back on my word after signing it?" Ambrose followed her lead.
"Heh, you wouldn't want to know the consequences of breaking it," the Elf girl said smugly.
Ambrose's tone beca agitated as he pressed, "How can that be? A sworn friend of mine signed a contract with the Elves, but he went back on his word now. Will the Elven Gods directly send down divine punishnt?!"
"How is that possible? Do you, a Lich, lack even basic common sense? Gods generally cannot interfere with mortals; Ao, the Overgod, would not allow it," the Elf girl mocked.
Ambrose patted his chest. "Oh, I was too concerned about my friend and forgot about that. So it's not divine punishnt from the Elven Gods? Then there's nothing to worry about. Worst case scenario, you guys attack, and we just fight back."
"Hmph, when the great army of our Silvermoon High Court appears, you will know what unstoppable ans."
"That's hilarious. You just said I lacked common sense, but what does a contract have to do with fighting a war? The backlash of a magical contract affects the individual at most. Can it really affect the territory?"
"That's just sothing you people can't do. Our Elven magic is not sothing you undead can comprehend."
Ambrose suddenly changed his tone and pressed, "A magical contract that acts upon the entire territory... is it a magical effect that influences the overall environnt?"
Hearing the change in Ambrose's tone, the Elf girl sensed sothing was wrong and said in surprise, "Are you tricking ?"
Ambrose smiled. This girl was incredibly naive. It was truly a foolish decision for the Elves to enlist minors into the Twilight Guards.
"A violation of the magical contract can change the territory's environnt? No, your expression tells that's not it... But the contract's effect is cast upon the territory... I understand now, it targets the populace of the territory."
Ambrose stared closely at the Elf girl. Seeing the change in her eyes, he knew he had guessed correctly.
"That's right, it targets the people on the land. If the lord violates the contract, the effect will cover all the subjects. Then, when you attack, this effect will beco an advantage. But what exactly is the effect?
"Let think again. This magical contract must have been designed by a Legendary powerhouse of your Elf race..."
Ambrose put on an expression of sudden realization and said to the Elf girl, "I know what it is. Impressive, truly impressive. To have such a move, you truly live up to being the Elves favored by the gods."
"You... you... what did you guess?!" the Elf girl exclaid excitedly.
Ambrose said with a heart-piercing tone, "You don't need to worry about that. But thank you for giving enough hints; otherwise, I wouldn't have guessed in this direction."
"No, I didn't say anything! What exactly did you guess?!"
Seeing the panicked Elf girl, Ambrose stopped speaking. He threw her into the cell within his personal space and then lifted the ti-freeze effect in the cell.
Cicero and the other Elves regained their freedom, confused, only to see a female Elf being thrown in.
Cicero exclaid in surprise, "Naya? How did you... you were captured by that Lich too?"
"Cicero, it's you guys! You're still alive!" The Elf girl nad Naya couldn't help but tear up upon seeing so many of her kin.
In the Twilight Guards' battle report, these Elves captured by Ambrose had already been listed as sacrificed.
Cicero, however, couldn't bring himself to be happy when he saw Naya. Naya was the captain of another Twilight Guard unit. If she was captured, didn't that an the other unit had been wiped out too?
"Naya, what exactly happened? Did you encounter that Lich too?!" Thinking of how that Lich had held him by the neck to interrogate him, Cicero quickly pressed, "Tell , did that Lich interrogate you? You didn't say anything, right?!"
Naya already suspected she had accidentally leaked sothing. Now, being questioned so agitatedly by Cicero, she was even more worried that she had exposed the secret.
Naya stamred, "I... I... don't know. I shouldn't have said anything, but that Lich suddenly knew everything."
"What exactly did you say?!" Cicero's face turned even grimr.
"I really didn't say anything, but sohow he guessed that the contract's effect targets the people in the territory. He even guessed that this is Her Majesty the Queen's power! He just stood there, talking to himself a lot, and then he knew everything." Naya's eyes were filled with tears, on the verge of crying.
"He even guessed that this contract is Her Majesty's power?"
Cicero felt nothing but despair. This Lich was too terrifying. He was absolutely the Silvermoon High Court's greatest enemy. Once he discovered the secret of the contract, the damage caused would be more severe than the death of all the Twilight Guards. The strategic plan of the Elf race would be severely affected, perhaps even fail completely.
Outside the space, Ambrose was watching everything happening in the cell through monitoring magic and heard their conversation clearly. Just now, he was rely scaring the Elf girl. There were plenty of Legends in the Silvermoon High Court, and many who weren't famous at all. How could he possibly guess correctly just by guessing?
As a result, the girl misunderstood. In her agitation, she revealed the true target in front of Cicero, and Cicero thought Ambrose had actually guessed it right.
" The Elf Queen? I rember she seems to be a Ranger multiclassing as a Mage. Ranger... Mage... Magical Contract... Punishnt for violating the contract... People on the territory..."
Ambrose felt a thread connecting many fragnted clues. He was about to touch upon the truth behind the magical contract. However, this conjecture still needed so solid evidence to verify.
Ambrose couldn't help but sigh, "Battling wits and courage with Legendary powerhouses again. Life is truly hard."
Every Legend was literal in aning, not just because of the power they possessed, but because they were true geniuses capable of leaving their own legend in this world.
Gary Watts, who pursued godhood; Jas Watson, who could draw the gaze of the Lord of Dawn; Withered Rose, who could dominate the Underdark—these were all geniuses who transcended the mundane world. Ambrose preferred bullying the weak rather than fighting desperately against these powerhouses.
But when one reached this level, whether willing or not, one's opponents could only be figures of the sa tier.
With a swipe of Ambrose's finger, ti in the cell was frozen once again.
Let these Elves maintain this mont of shock a little longer. Their feelings at this mont might co in handy again soon.
Ambrose cast [Fly] and flew towards his castle. The Elven archers had been caught, so there was no reason to continue walking on foot.
The female knight clad in heavy thorny armor stood like a log until Ambrose left, finally collapsing with a tremble.
Her helt fell off, revealing a head of long crimson hair and a hideous face covered in scars.
Ambrose's [Thunderwave] had seriously injured her. It was only because she had received the blessing of the Maiden of Pain, Loviatar, which allowed her to maintain a weak life force in a near-death state, that she barely held on.
She looked in the direction Ambrose left, the corners of her mouth curling up to reveal a ferocious smile.
That Lich disguised as a human hadn't looked at her once from start to finish. Perhaps her life force was so weak it was imperceptible, making him think she was already dead. Or perhaps this Lich considered her and her soldiers as ants. For ants by the roadside, stepping on them once was enough; there was no need to waste ti pinching them to death one by one with fingers.
This disdain, interwoven with the physical pain, was deeply imprinted into her soul.
This pain was sacred. The female knight revealed a fanatical and hideous smile.
"I will find you, and return this pain a hundredfold!"
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