This Lich Requests More Remuneration-Chapter 198 - 185 Fierce Battle

Chapter 198: Chapter 185: Fierce Battle

Chapter 198 -185: Fierce Battle

The force of that slap was so great it nearly dispelled Amberser’s shapeshifting.

Amberser quickly bowed and stepped back, “Your wisdom is unparalleled, Your Majesty, I will make the arrangements right away. As for these few…”

Amberser’s gaze shifted to the three court mages and he saw they were all somewhat tense.

The words spoken just now had nearly torn all pretenses, and perhaps the Fury Tide Kingdom was about to settle scores with them. Thus, as Amberser looked their way, they were all prepared to engage in combat directly.

But they were all worried that, in case a fight broke out, the likelihood of him being killed was quite high.

Shalock was an alchemist with little combat ability, and the Fury Tide Kingdom could hardly afford the research and development of Magipuppet Automatons. Moreover, he came to this meeting utterly unprepared, and the potions he carried were hardly sufficient.

The other Necromancer was even more on edge, barely restraining himself from summoning his own undead. Yet, he lacked confidence since he saw the King of the Fury Tide’s eyes turning silver-white. At such a close distance, he, a necromancer, might be instantly killed by this Storm Priest.

A Necromancer is not a Lich, having no Life Casket to return him to life.

As for the last court mage, he hadn’t torn his face with them and had already hidden himself away, resolved not to intervene.

“Don’t be so tense, the two of you. With a formidable enemy at our doorstep, your strengths are still very important, and now that things have been laid out in the open, we can cooperate even better, can’t we? Do you really think that escaping from here will lead to other kingdoms inviting you to be a court mage?”

Amberser’s words left Shalock and Winston frozen. After all that had been discussed, could there still be cooperation?

“No way, no way, do you think a discredited alchemist and an exposed Necromancer can still find such jobs? Other than continuing to cooperate with our Fury Tide Kingdom, what choice do you have? How could we give up on you? At the very least, next year’s remuneration… could be discounted, right?”

Amberser’s remarks came as a genuine surprise to everyone— even the king was taken aback.

Can business be negotiated like this?

The king blurted out, “Monger, why are you still planning to keep them around?”

Amberser quickly said, “Your Majesty, please forgive my impertinent truth, our kingdom simply can’t compare with others. Though this ocean is vast, there’s too little we can fish out of it. We need Master Shalock’s Alchemy Potions, and we need Master Winston’s Magic Scrolls, we just don’t want to continue playing the fool.

“Now that everything has been put on the table, I trust these two masters will make amends for their wrongdoings, right?”

After Amberser finished his last sentence, he turned his head towards the two court mages. Shalock and Winston hesitated for a moment, then both nodded and said, “Your Majesty, perhaps the previous matters were but a misunderstanding, we will give the kingdom a proper account.”

The King of Fury Tide hadn’t even reacted—how had they made up so quickly? He had been ready to start fighting, confident that at such close range, he could directly smash one to death.

Such a sudden change was beyond comprehension for his mind, accustomed to solving problems with violence.

Amberser had no intention of letting them start fighting. In such narrow confines, any scuffle would break his disguise, and after exposing his identity, how could he benefit from the chaos as a fisherman?

To have both court mages conceding was the best outcome.

Regardless of what these court mages were thinking, they surely wouldn’t turn hostile now. By the time they started to make a move, Amberser estimated he’d be long gone.

“All right, I trust the two of you will keep your word, Your Majesty, I’d better go arrange the battle tasks now.”

Amberser departed, having accomplished his mission.

Exiting the spacious council hall and ready to find the Fury Tide Legion for orders, he saw Airel blocking his way.

Amberser really didn’t want to encounter this violent princess, but he could only greet her respectfully.

“Princess, do you need me for something?”

Airel stared at Amberser with her green eyes for a long while before saying, “Monger, you’re better at lying than I thought. How did I never notice it before?”

Amberser was startled and quickly said, “What are you implying, Your Highness? How have I lied?”

“Still denying it? I overheard everything that just happened. You not only fooled the undead of the Silent Night Pirates, but also fooled Shalock and Winston. You definitely won’t let them off easily, will you? Because you didn’t expose the last person’s guilt, I don’t believe the last court mage is that clean. You must have follow-up plans to have all three of them killed, right?!”

Amberser looked at Airel’s excited face and thought to himself, what wild thoughts has this woman concocted?

Still, Amberser was no stranger to such people. Many young individuals with strong fists have the impulse to boost their intelligence, feeling that they should possess both strength and wisdom, and habitually engage in wild conjecture, thus obtaining a sense of superiority as if they’re the only sober one among the intoxicated crowd.

Airel was the typical person who sought to display her intelligence after improving her strength.

The best approach with such a person was to flatter her.

“Your Highness’s wisdom makes me blush with shame. Such trivial tricks can’t escape your notice, but our kingdom is at a critical juncture, so I ask you to keep this matter secret. If they found out, it could destabilize the kingdom. How could we then face our adversaries?”

At this, Airel immediately beamed with a radiant smile.

In her excitement, Airel said, “I was right! Don’t worry, I will definitely keep it secret for you! Monger, you’re smarter than I thought, were you always just pretending before?”

“That… we can talk more about it later, Your Highness, I really need to attend to my duties now.”

Amberser now just wanted to get rid of this trouble and then help Aige kill the Founding Emperor of Laine.

Just the thought was exciting; if he could accomplish this feat, the Necromancy Codex would surely devote an entire chapter to recording his glorious achievements.

However, Airel suddenly said, “I’m coming with you!”

“Ah? Why?”

Amberser felt quite odd. In Monger Greyriver’s memory, he and the Princess had always been at odds. Rather than having peaceful encounters, they mostly argued whenever they met.

Could it be that the Princess was really swayed by his few casual remarks and now considered him an ally?

Seeing the excitement in Airel’s eyes, it seemed like the girl had indeed changed her attitude.

“I thought you just agreed with my political views, but I didn’t expect you to have your own ideas, and they are even more impressive than mine. You can change this kingdom, and I want to help you,” Airel said resolutely.

Lord of the Storm, please manage your Chosen one. With this level of intelligence, it’s no wonder you couldn’t defeat the Lord of the Dawn.

The Fury Tide Kingdom must be too remote. Transferring power is all about the fist; millennia of lacking vital political education.

Indeed, there was no way to engage in political education. Each generation only had one or two who could reach Legendary status. What’s the use of politics? Just decide it with a fight and get over with it.

In Airel’s generation, there weren’t even any competitors; she had no need to display her political skills at all.

It must be said, under these circumstances, it was quite impressive for Airel to be a willing thinker.

Perhaps the Lord of the Storm also blessed her for this rare intelligence?

Too many muscle-headed fools. It was time for a slightly more intelligent ruler.

But how could Amberser possibly let her follow him? What if his cover was blown?

“Princess, although I’ve stabilized those court mages, that doesn’t mean they don’t harbor ill intentions. What you should do now is to guard the King and ensure his safety—that’s what’s most important,” Amberser said with gravity.

“No need for that, look, they’re all gone!”

Airel pointed, and Amberser saw the three court mages leaving the council hall in a hurry, with no interest in greeting either of them.

Airel continued, “The ever-strategizing Monger Greyriver, didn’t you forget something? If they were to seek revenge, targeting you would be simplest. How weak you are—don’t you know that? If anyone should be protected, it should be you,”

Amberser: …

He had completely forgotten about that. Monger Greyriver wasn’t even Legendary, with all his skill points in leadership.

A real waste, no wonder he was kicked away so easily, with not even the ability to counter.

Airel seemed determined to stick with him, and Amberser had no way to shake her off. He would just have to be careful, as with her intelligence, she probably wouldn’t catch on. If worse came to worst, Amberser was prepared to sell her out to the Paladins for training.

Amberser prayed inwardly, “God of Alchemy above, please give Captain Aige strength over there. It’s only a Heroic Spirit after all, please finish him off quickly!”

Outside the Royal Palace, the battlefield that was once a plaza had completely changed. Huge craters appeared, and there was no longer any flat ground to be seen.

The battle between Aige and Arthur Laine didn’t stop; instead, it grew more intense. Initially, they could still control their power to not spread too wildly, limiting the impact of the fight to just the plaza.

But as they began to fight with full force, the effects of their battle grew increasingly larger, affecting neighborhoods within two to three kilometers.

A single magical surge from Aige could destroy a large number of houses, and Arthur Laine’s sword light began to leak out, his Holy Slash ripping open cracks in the ground several hundred meters long.

If Amberser hadn’t ordered an evacuation immediately, there would have been numerous casualties.

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Aige was shocked; the Heroic Spirit before him was terrifyingly powerful.

It was only a Heroic Spirit, definitely not as powerful as the original entity, yet it had pushed him to this extent.

Aige couldn’t help but exclaim, “Arthur Laine, truly worthy of being a Legend among Legends, the Founding Emperor of the Laine Empire—truly extraordinary.”

Arthur Laine swung his sword, dispersing the nearby taint of corruption, then said, “Stop your pretense, I won’t believe it. The Laine Empire, the one thousand seven hundred years, they’re nothing but lies the Tyrant made up to deceive me. I, Arthur Laine, am not some Founding Emperor, just the most handsome Paladin on the continent.”

Aige suddenly felt pity for the Heroic Spirit before him. To slaughter the Magic Dragon Tyrant and protect this place for one thousand seven hundred years, he had not dared slack off for a moment, his will not worn down in the slightest. Yet even with his greatest wish fulfilled, he still couldn’t believe it, nor dared to believe it.

“Arthur Laine, you are a man worthy of respect,” said Aige, feeling moved. Then he raised his hands high: “To express my respect for you, I will use all my strength.”

Immense dark power converged in the sky, and a huge battleship emerged from the vortex of black clouds.

Aige decided to summon his true self, wielding the complete power of a Demigod to take down this opponent.

To go all out—that was the greatest respect he could show to Arthur Laine!