This Lich Requests More Remuneration-Chapter 126 - 117 Is it that simple

Chapter 126: Chapter 117: Is it that simple?

Chapter 126 -117: Is it that simple?

Shael’s contract seemed extremely harsh to others.

Within ten years, she must bring Shael a Legendary Rank follower or cause three Paladins of the light to break their oaths and fall from grace.

Legendary individuals are rare to begin with, and most have their own faiths, so converting them to believe in a fallen deity, especially one despised on the continent, is no easy feat.

Moreover, deities view followers of Legendary Rank differently, and converting such a person could easily spark a war of faith.

The falling of a Paladin is similar; although the Laine Empire might have many Paladins, only the most devout can assume such a mantle.

To persuade such individuals to forsake their oaths is difficult. When Amberser had captured so many Paladins, they all faced death as if returning home, their wills unwavering.

For others, not to mention ten years, even a hundred years would not be enough to succeed.

But Amberser was different.

His Legendary ability allowed him to weave the future for others. Given just one terrible day, the kindest and most upright people can go mad.

A painful future can easily change someone’s mind.

Ten years was more than enough.

If all else failed, the Elf Tribe could produce a Legendary individual themselves, to sacrifice for their race, which should be quite noble for them.

Shael, too, was straightforward. After Amberser signed the contract, she left behind a profound shadow.

This was a writhing mass of darkness, into which when one cast their gaze, it felt as if their soul might be sucked in.

Amberser first threw several Dice of Destiny to ensure that this thing wasn’t a curse from Shael, before extending his hand towards the profound darkness.

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The life-like mass of blackness clung to his hand, billions of runes lit up, vying to burrow into Amberser’s bones. Amberser felt as if his soul was being invaded by something, the torrent of knowledge forced into his mind caused a sense of dizziness he had not felt for a long time.

After a long while, the shadow fell from his arm, returning to its slowly twisting state.

Amberser opened his mouth and exhaled a puff of smoke.

This was the ash produced after the Soul Fire burned vigorously; for a split second, he almost burst his Soul Fire.

Amberser remarked, “Magic Web, is it really such a complex thing? More outrageous than the Wishing Spell.”

He had thought that the Wishing Spell project in Alchemy City was already ingeniously intricate, with its magic and alchemy knowledge enough to fill a library. Yet, compared to the Magic Web, it seemed trivial.

Amberser had only briefly glanced at the principles of the Magic Web and before he could delve into more details, his soul had exited the perception due to the inability to handle such an overwhelming amount of information.

No wonder Shael left this shadow behind because if the Magic Web was written down, its content might fill an entire kingdom.

Amberser rubbed his head, realizing that he had underestimated the prowess of the Magic Web.

“No wonder the fools who previously tried to take over the Magic Web’s authority were directly blown to death; without being among the highest-ranking deities, one simply cannot control the Magic Web. The sheer volume of information flooding in could blast a mortal to ashes without leaving a trace.”

Mortal folly always stems from arrogance and hubris, which inevitably leads to tragedy, and ends up as a joke passed down through the ages.

Amberser reminded himself not to be like that greedy mortal; with the Magic Web, he needed only to find the part that could pacify the chaotic and disorderly magic.

After taking a good while to recover, Amberser reached out his hand towards the shadow once more, immersing himself in the endless ocean of knowledge again.

In this manner, he would immerse for a while, then exit to write hundreds of pages of notes, re-enter the shadow to consult its contents, and exit again to write hundreds more pages, completely engrossed in his research.

But the Elf Tribe was far from calm.

The failure of the Wheel of Fate ceremony had heightened the Elf Tribe’s wariness of Amberser the Lich to an extreme. It was only now they realized that Amberser possessed a power over prophecy that surpassed the entire Elf Tribe.

Though they previously thought of Amberser, the Lich, as a nuisance, it was just that—a nuisance. A mere Legendary Lich compared to an entire Elf Tribe was like comparing an ant to an elephant.

But if the opponent excels in prophecy, that’s a different story.

The power of fate is even dreaded by the gods.

It is fate that you are destined to fall, even if you possess the greatest divine power, you cannot escape this destiny. The only one who can rise above fate is the deity Aeo, all other beings are actually struggling in the web woven by destiny.

The power displayed by Amberser has approached that of deities.

An opponent skilled in prophecy means that most conspiracies and tricks are meaningless against him, the only way to deal with such an opponent is to employ a straightforward plan.

The power of the Elf Tribe far exceeds that of a Legendary Lich, and is even stronger than the Desert Dwarves who are fighting a war on two fronts; this is the greatest trump card of the Elf Tribe. Previously, the Elf Tribe appeared conservative in the war because human life was too valuable. Now that over half of the population is infected with the magic addiction disease and are to be sent to the battlefield as fodder, the Elf Tribe’s combat power will erupt, forcing the Laine Empire to choose to avoid their edge.

This is the greatest trump card, as long as the Elf Tribe crushingly overpowers them with righteousness, the war is certain to be a victory.

The old King earnestly said to Katherine, “Your Majesty, during the negotiation process, we must firmly show this attitude. We are sure to win this war, no matter who the opponent is, the result will be the same. Only based on this point, can this negotiation possibly be in our favor.”

Katherine also nodded, understanding the advantage of the Elf Tribe, but she also spoke with concern, “But we cannot ignore the opinion of this Lich; our goal in this negotiation is to rescue Cicero and the others.”

The old King became very worried upon hearing Katherine’s words, this was key to sustaining Katherine, but it could also become the biggest leverage for the other side. If your weaknesses are caught, you will be at a disadvantage in the negotiation. Fortunately, the Lich had not discovered the greatest secret of the Elf Tribe, otherwise the negotiation would be even more difficult.

Katherine seemed to also realize the problem with her stance and could only say to the old King, “We still know too little about that Lich; we need more intelligence.”

The old King nodded and said, “I know, which is why I found a human. He used to be a member of the Alchemist Council and has had many dealings with that Lich; perhaps we can get some information from him.”

Katherine’s eyes lit up and she eagerly said, “Then please have him come over quickly.”

Before long, Gustavo Flint, his face serious, appeared in the palace of the Elf Queen.

Compared to before, this Legendary Alchemist looked even healthier, and although he still wore a serious expression without a smile, his eyes had become clearer, lacking the previous heavy pressure.

Although his ultimate goal for Alchemy City had failed, Gustavo Flint had also shed a heavy burden. A Legendary Alchemist could live comfortably without putting pressure on himself.

After the destruction of Alchemy City, he went to Silvermoon Tribunal. In this world, only Silvermoon Tribunal could satisfy his research needs for alchemy, but he never expected that upon arriving, he would encounter all sorts of unexpected events and become completely trapped within Silvermoon Tribunal.

Having this opportunity to meet the Elf Queen, Gustavo Flint also hoped he could regain his freedom through this opportunity.

Yet, at the moment he saw Katherine, even Gustavo Flint, the old man, was momentarily lost in thought.

The beauty of the Elf Queen is unparalleled among elves, let alone for humans. She is like an aura of enchantment personified, those with weaker wills would directly kneel and pledge allegiance to the Queen, becoming her loyal followers till death.

Katherine was already accustomed to this and patiently waited for Gustavo Flint to come back to his senses.

Gustavo Flint was lost in thought for a full dozen seconds before coming back to his senses, hurriedly lowering his head, not daring to look at the Elf Queen again.

“My apologies, Your Majesty, I have been impolite,” said Gustavo Flint.

“Do not mind it, Master Flint,” Katherine said, not caring about this detail and anxiously moving on to the main topic, “I heard that you have had interactions with that Lich, and I wish to inquire about any information on him. If you are willing to help, the Elf Tribe will remember this kindness.”

Gustavo Flint replied, “I am not that familiar with the Lich; I’ve only had a few academic debates with him. His mastery over alchemy is very high, our Chairman had invited him to join the Alchemist Council many times, but he has always refused…”

Gustavo Flint then elaborated on many details about his knowledge of Amberser, embellishing the stories without purposely belittling him, and even subtly praising the other as a genius among geniuses.

After all, he was a loser to Amberser, utterly defeated from head to toe, and the stronger the opponent, the less embarrassing it seems to be a loser.

It wasn’t that Gustavo Flint lacked ability, but rather that he had encountered a once-in-a-millennium genuine genius, and he lost without injustice.

Katherine didn’t know all of this; she only knew that Gustavo Flint had been forced to go into exile because of that Lich. Although she didn’t know the details, it was clear that Gustavo Flint harbored a great grudge against the Lich.

To have an enemy spared from disparagement and even praised, that Lich was even more formidable than imagined.

As the conversation progressed, Katherine further inquired, “Then, to your knowledge, does this Lich have any obvious weaknesses? His preferences, or, say, his obsessions?”

Every Lich has their own obsession; this is common knowledge. When it comes to obsessions, a Lich’s reasoning plummets, or they could even completely lose their sanity. This was what Katherine wanted to know the most; with this intelligence, she could gain the upper hand in negotiations.

Gustavo Flint said without hesitation, “Gold Coins! Without a doubt, his obsession is wealth! He has a frenzied pursuit for money and riches; you could even get him to offer his Life Casket for enough Gold Coins.”

Katherine said in surprise, “Is it that simple?”

Just money—the Elf Tribe has plenty of that. If it’s just a matter of paying a ransom to save people, then it’s far too simple.