This Lich Requests More Remuneration-Chapter 116 - 109 A World Without Pain

Chapter 116: Chapter 109: A World Without Pain

Chapter 116 -109: A World Without Pain

When Duke Peel and his daughter kneeled before Amberser, he distinctly felt the change in the Golden Throne.

The gold was indeed increasing, and not by a small amount.

Amberser could feel that the act of kneeling from the two individuals had added the weight of several gold coins to the Golden Throne.

One must know that previously, whether it was the Mercury Avatar or the undead created by Amberser, kneeling for so long had not even amounted to the weight of one gold coin.

There were two reasons for this “surge”. The first was that humans have a high intelligence, far surpassing the puppet servants created by Amberser.

The second reason was that both individuals were fanatic devotees, with a level of religious devotion that ordinary people could not match.

Husky’s intelligence was sufficient, but it only saw Amberser as its boss. There might not be any issues with loyalty, but in its heart, Husky did not view Amberser as particularly divine, thus it couldn’t muster any devoutness.

Amberser secretly resolved to discipline this irreverent fellow when the time came.

What pleased Amberser even more about this experiment was that even through deception, getting people to kneel could still mine faith like gold.

With this in mind, not to take all of Goddess Lovieta’s followers in one swoop would be a disservice to my vow.

After enjoying the worship from the two, Amberser immediately said to Duke Peel and his daughter, “Very well, your devotion has been noted by the Goddess. Now, as Her messenger, I shall convey Her divine command to you.”

Upon hearing this, the two knelt even more reverently, as this was the Godfavored himself interpreting the divine command.

“The Goddess is undertaking a grand plan, and I am the direct executor. I cannot reveal the specifics to you, you only need to cooperate with me. However, I can divulge a bit: it is a majestic plan that involves deceiving the gods and the Nine Great Kingdoms, and there may be many acts that contravene the doctrines. But remember, this is all part of the plan. Once the plan is complete, those who worship pain will be spread across the entire continent!”

Amberser’s words were ambiguous, equivalent to not saying anything, yet the two of them did not harbor any doubts.

As Goddess Lovieta’s previous divine commands had been confirmed as true, trusting in Amberser—a chosen messenger of the deity—was undoubtedly correct.

As for the god’s grand scheme being beyond mortal knowledge, this was all too normal. All epic tales describe it so; mortals can never grasp the majesty of deities, unable to see things from a divine perspective, hence leading to innumerable misunderstandings and tragedies. Duke Peel and his daughter both reminded themselves not to become such fools.

Seeing that he had about convinced the two, Amberser promptly set out to thoroughly plunder this treasury.

He then issued a command to the two, “In the near future, no torture is to be inflicted upon slaves; do not conduct the ceremonies of pain in private. Understood?”

Duke Peel hesitated, but under Amberser’s scrutinizing gaze, he quickly replied, “I understand, it’s all part of the plan.”

Amberser patted his shoulder satisfactorily and said, “Good, it’s all part of the plan. Remember, don’t concern yourself with temporary losses or gains; the Goddess’s true goal is much grander than this. For now, maintain your dominion, avoid blind expansion, and keep an eye on the elves’ activities. Should any elf approach you, inform me immediately.”

Duke Peel eagerly agreed.

Just as Amberser was about to leave, Bella Tricks came up and said, “My Lord, please allow me to follow by your side.”

“Follow me?”

Bella Tricks quickly explained, “Yes, my only talent lies in killing. If the domain is no longer expanding, my presence here serves no purpose. My Lord, you must have uses for me.”

Amberser pondered for a moment, then replied, “Very well, await my orders. I will soon have a task for you. Nonetheless, stay here for the time being, as I believe it won’t be long before someone comes to trouble you.”

With fervent obedience, Bella Tricks responded, “At your command, my Lord.”

Having concluded his manipulation, Amberser proceeded to another storage to scavenge a batch of alchemy materials.

Bella Tricks originally intended to wrap up those alchemists and send them to Amberser, but after hearing they were all official alchemists, Amberser chose to decline.

Anyone who could obtain the title of an official alchemist in Alchemy City would be considered a master elsewhere.

Such individuals surely had profound expertise in their specialized fields of Alchemy, and if they were to meddle, Amberser might not notice in time, and even if he did, resolving the issue would be a great hassle.

Not one alchemist doesn’t want to conduct their own experiments, and not one is content with merely being a worker. Even the Alchemist Council can only allocate talents to different projects rather than brainwashing them into cogs in the machine.

Without a complete alchemy industrial system, Amberser didn’t have enough positions for them to fill, and inviting them in would only invite trouble.

Having refused these alchemists, Amberser finally extricated himself and returned to his own castle.

Upon his return, Amberser eagerly opened up the Necromancy Codex and posted in the group chat: [Friends, I want to kill a deity. Does any senior have experience in godslaying and would like to share?]

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It wasn’t long before there were replies.

[Crown of the Headless Knight: True to form, my brother, you’re talking without thinking again.]

[Diga Ultraman: Shut up and let the lady speak.]

[Pale Skeleton: Seriously, I agree with Gareth. What you said kinda lacks brains, man. Have you been cursed with a drop in IQ or something?]

[Dislikes Humanity: Dude, what kind of madness are you spouting? Listen to my advice. If you lay a finger on the Elven Gods, you won’t even have ashes left.]

The Elf Tribe isn’t just home to one deity but a whole host of them.

If a war between gods were truly to break out, even the Lord of the Dawn would have to call in allies to dare to start a war with the Elf Tribe; otherwise, they’re sure to lose. How could mortals so casually speak of slaughtering gods, knowing the strength of such a divine pantheon?

Amberser, feeling helpless, had to explain: [I’m not planning to mess with the Elven Gods, I’m not that dumb. The one I’m going after is the Goddess Lovieta…]

Amberser briefly shared his experiences in the chat group without going into too much detail. He mentioned that he’d been tricked by Lovieta once and now felt coerced into working for her, so he planned to take his revenge big time.

[Dislikes Humanity: The Goddess of Pain, huh… She’s not some weak deity you can bully. She’s still a deity out of our league. Bro, can’t you just endure it? Working for a deity, what’s so hard to accept about that, she’s from the same evil camp as me.]

Amberser wrote his resolve firmly: [There’s no way I’ll work, she didn’t pay me!]

[Dislikes Humanity: Gareth, how long has he been like this?]

[Headless Knight’s Crown: Don’t know, I’m not really close with him.]

…

The group went through a noisy round of discussion, but no one could offer any practical advice. Slaying deities, many legendary heroes are said to have achieved this, but when it comes to actually explaining how it’s done, not many people know. And you should never take the lyrics of bards as historical truth; they can make up anything to rhyme.

After a long wait, Withered Rose finally showed up.

[Withered Rose: How did you get into trouble with a deity again? How are you planning to handle the invasion of the Elf Tribe?]

Amberser replied: [We’ll handle it together. The Goddess Lovieta tricked me at this juncture, probably because she’s eyeing this chaotic battlefield. Once the war starts, pain follows like a shadow. Every life lost is a feast for this goddess. Lovieta wants me to influence this war to make death more cruel, pain more intense. So, I’m going to end this war without shedding a single drop of blood, let the Queen of Pain watch and long for it, and hopefully die of anger.]

[Headless Knight’s Crown: Just remake yourself into a Headless Knight, friend. Your head is really past saving. If you alone could make the Elf Tribe give up their invasion, you could as well march into Laine and behead their emperor.]

[Diga Ultraman: You shut it, Gareth, mention heads one more time and I’ll spill on Lilith, Jenny, and Esri.]

[Pale Skeleton: Who are they?]

[Headless Knight’s Crown: He’s making it up, I don’t know those women!]

[Diga Ultraman: Then how do you know they’re women and not female orcs?]

[Headless Knight’s Crown: No, I didn’t mean that!]

[Pale Skeleton: Sorry guys, you go ahead, I’ll be off for a while.]

Amberser sneered coldly, huh, just a son-in-law trying to outsmart a Lich? Does he not know how many holes there are in his ribs?

After dealing with this troublemaker, Amberser went back into the group to lay out his plan: [It’s all about plundering resources, land, population, materials, etc. The Desert Dwarves need to strategically withdraw, so they need land to resettle their people; that’s their need. Solve this, and they have no reason to invade. The Elf Tribe is similar; they come on strong, but in the end, it’s all about benefits.]

[Withered Rose: Everybody knows that. But do you know what the Elf Tribe wants?]

[Diga Ultraman: That’s exactly the intel I need the most. The Elf Tribe has enough land already, they don’t need foreign races to boost their population, and as for resources and wealth, Alchemy City’s core is gone, with only the surrounding cities left, with their mere alchemical industry, is that worth their full-scale war? Is there some other reason behind it? If we could find that reason, perhaps we could prevent this war.]

[Withered Rose: Didn’t you have a vendetta against the Elf Tribe?]

Amberser hesitated for a moment, then continued typing: [True, I hate those elves who jack up the material prices, but vengeance doesn’t necessarily mean slaughter. I prefer to make them suffer immense losses at the negotiation table.]

[Dislikes Humanity: Mental pain is still pain, so won’t the Goddess of Pain still profit?]

The Dwarf Vampire suddenly piped up, beginning to believe that Amberser wasn’t joking. The idea of preventing the war seemed a little bit plausible, so he also became interested.

Before Amberser could even explain, Withered Rose did it for him.

[Withered Rose: The mental anguish of High Elves, compared to the damage caused by war, is truly negligible. It’s like a sumptuous dinner laid before the Goddess of Pain, and in the end, all she gets to eat is one leaf of salad. She’d be furious.]

[Diga Ultraman: Exactly, that’s the point. We can’t make the world completely pain-free, but we can greatly reduce suffering, making that woman rage powerlessly in her Divine Realm, writhing like a worm!]

[Withered Rose: Do you need me to keep gathering information for you?]

Previously, Amberser had told Withered Rose not to get involved anymore, but now the situation had changed, and it seemed he needed her help again.

[Diga Ultraman: No, it’s not necessary; this time I’ll go personally and talk it out with the Elf Tribe.]