This Lich Requests More Remuneration
Chapter 276 - 276 257 President Save My Life
Chapter 276: Chapter 257: President, Save My Life Chapter 276: Chapter 257: President, Save My Life When a goddess asks you, “You saw everything just now, didn’t you?” it’s easy for one’s mind to wander toward suggestive territory.
But Amberser didn’t dare, because Shael wasn’t joking with him.
“Lady of the Night, how did you know I was sneaking a peek?” Amberser asked.
The face of Goddess Shael, made of smoke, floated in front of Amberser, almost touching his nose as she said, “Hehe, your illusion is quite interesting. Even if I chose to send an avatar, it might not have seen through it. But you carried my essence with you when you accepted the knowledge of the Magic Web, so no matter how you tried to hide, you couldn’t escape my senses.”
Amberser calmly said, “Well then, the foresight of a deity truly is something we mortals cannot predict. So may I ask, Goddess, why didn’t you expose me directly? You chose to remind me in this way, which means there might still be room for negotiation, right?”
Shael drew back slightly, her eyes constantly sizing up Amberser. After a while, she said, “I knew you were important before, but I thought you were just chosen by destiny, entangled with countless threads leading to many deities. But it seems I was mistaken, your wisdom means more than so-called destiny.
“Or perhaps, it is precisely because you are such a clever person that destiny has set its eyes on you.”
Amberser just laughed, completely ignoring Shael’s words.
It sounded like a compliment, but the Dark Goddess’s words also revealed a lot of information. If Amberser had expressed even a slight interest, the goddess would surely follow with, “Want to know? Sure. What price can you pay?”
That would have made negotiations quite difficult.
Amberser acted as if Shael was talking to herself, not responding at all, at most giving a thank you with a laugh for the supposed praise.
Seeing that Amberser wasn’t taking the bait, Shael suddenly changed her tone, “I really want to carve out your soul and give it to my Night Judges.”
“Why go to all that trouble? With money, a Lich can go through fire and water for you, all for a trifling amount of Gold Coins,” said Amberser.
Shael was about to continue the conversation when she suddenly realized Amberser had led her off-topic. Just a moment ago, she intended to tempt the Lich to pay a price, but with a few words, it turned into her paying him.
Damn Lich, could he be imbued with the divine nature of cunning?
“Hmph, you still haven’t paid me what you owe. What about the price for the Magic Web knowledge?”
Previously, Amberser sought out Shael to learn about the Magic Web to solve the addiction issue of the Elf Tribe.
But Shael demanded Amberser become her Chosen of God; Amberser refused, and then it turned into making a Paladin fall, or finding her a Paladin of Legendary Rank.
Amberser moved the Half-Dragon youth from the Time Freeze zone and said to Shael, “Legendary Rank, a youth who once revered the Holy Light has fallen. Doesn’t this fully meet your requirements?”
Shael, however, scorned, “Do you not realize that it is because of this Half-Dragon that we four goddesses united?”
“Ah?” That was an unexpected revelation to Amberser.
“Haven’t you noticed? Rowetta, Rose, and Goddess Tiamat, you have deeply offended them all.”
“No, no, how can you say that? I wouldn’t dare offend a deity,” Amberser retorted.
While Amberser said this much, he knew there was some truth to Shael’s words.
There’s no need to mention the Goddess Lovieta; she forced Amberser to grasp the powers of the Dice of Destiny once again, to become a slave to fate, and even made his ability to weave destiny only able to weave painful futures, making Amberser unwilling to use it for fear of giving Goddess Lovieta an advantage.
At that time, Amberser had cursed in anger, vowing to let Goddess Lovieta taste the Wrath of the Lich.
As for Goddess Tiamat… Amberser looked at the Half-Dragon youth, who was surely the Chosen of the Evil Dragon Goddess. Having suppressed him, he might have indeed offended the Evil Dragon Goddess.
But being upset with the Rose Spider Queen was a bit unjust; Amberser usually tricked the surface Drow Elves, so what did it have to do with her if there was a feud with the Withered Rose?
“To be honest, I may have indeed offended the Goddess of Pain and the Evil Dragon Goddess, but the Rose Spider Queen has nothing to do with me,” Amberser explained.
“Hehe, two hundred years ago, you killed a Drow Priest who was her votary. I’ve heard Rose grinding her teeth about this several times; that was her favorite Drow Elf,” Shael said.
Amberser tried hard to recall, then said in shock, “That wasn’t my fault, who could have known she’d turn to murder afterward! That was in self-defense!”
It was just his youthful recklessness and worldly desires back then, and that Drow Elf being overly forward and tempting.
Everything seemed to be going well between them, who could imagine that this Drow Elf would turn to murder after their encounter? Amberser reacted in time and used the Dice of Destiny to deal with the crazed Drow Elf. Back then, he hadn’t yet forsaken the power of destiny.
Alas, speaking of which, he didn’t even know the name of that Drow Elf, who would have thought it would be the Chosen of the Rose Spider Queen.
Shael said with a smile, “You know, you were never supposed to survive because that Drow Elf was much stronger than you, but fate is always so unpredictable. And even if we put that aside, you should be well aware of how many Drow Elves the Undead Queen has slaughtered. As a member of the Elegy Poetry Society, that debt is also calculated on your head.”
Amberser said annoyed, “The Elegy Poetry Society has more members than just me. If you’ve got the guts, put it on the head of our president.”
“Haha, Rose did think about it, but didn’t dare to,” Shael laughed even more joyously before asking Amberser, “Do you still not know the identity of that Mourner?”
“Is the president the God of the Liches, Vishalon?” Amberser asked.
Shael shook her head and said, “It seems that you know nothing. Well, if that person didn’t tell you, there must be a reason. In any case, don’t even think about using the Elegy Poetry Society as a shield, your president won’t be used by you.
“I won’t bother arguing with you. This half-dragon was the Chosen of Goddess Tiamat, originally prepared to cause a huge ruckus, giving the Dragon Race a chance to return to the continent, but you ruined it. These three goddesses all harbor hatred towards you, especially Lovieta. You putting an end to the war made her want to imprison and torture your soul forever.”
Amberser really wanted to ask whether Lovieta had been rolling on the ground, screaming and scratching. If that were true, it would be satisfying, after all, allowing this twisted goddess to scheme and not punishing her harshly would be unworthy of his identity as a Lich from the evil ranks.
However, since Shael was not yet sure if he was an ally, Amberser didn’t want to give her any more leverage over him.
Amberser asked, “Even if all three goddesses hate me, what does that have to do with an alliance with you?”
Shael continued, “This is where fate becomes interesting. You sacrificed this half-dragon to me, and I immediately felt a power belonging to Tiamat. Then I found this Evil Dragon Goddess and asked her if she wanted to join forces, seize the opportunity… You know what I’m talking about, right?”
“Are you talking about the impending divine war?”
Now anyone with a bit of ability knew that changes would come in the future, not just shifts in the continent’s power structures, but even the deities would be affected. But what exactly it was, Amberser did not know.
Amberser, however, was very keen to hear any news from Shael.
Shael mused, “Divine war… perhaps. Anyway, you also know that something big is going to happen, so I allied with Tiamat, and then Rose and Lovieta followed suit. Although our objectives differ, at the very least we have a common enemy, and Gloomyland is a very good breakthrough point.”
After listening to Shael, Amberser was silent for a long time, his Soul Fire burning fiercely. Once he had reorganized his thoughts, Amberser said to Shael, “Goddess of the Night, you’ve said so much, most of which I already pretty much knew, but that’s not really the point, is it? You’re allied with those goddesses, and you’ve discovered that I was eavesdropping on your plans, yet you didn’t expose me. Your real target is not Gloomyland, nor is it me, but those three goddesses, right?”
The smile disappeared from Shael’s face as she stared at Amberser with her pitch-black eyes, and said sternly, “Since you’ve guessed my plan, I will not allow you to refuse my invitation. Otherwise, I will stop at nothing to destroy you!”
Amberser sighed, he had guessed correctly once again. Shael, the initiator of the Goddess Alliance, had no good intentions from the start; she had definitely prepared a plan to thoroughly trick those three goddesses.
Although it might not be possible to kill the three goddesses, it could certainly inflict heavy damage on them and plunder their divine powers.
But even though Amberser had guessed correctly, it was useless; from the moment Shael approached him, he had no choice.
Who made it so he didn’t have a powerful Deity backing him? Now he couldn’t even rely on the God of Alchemy, and certainly couldn’t pray to the Lord of the Dawn.
“Then please, Goddess, tell me your plan. How can I be of help amidst the calculations of deities?” Amberser asked.
“Originally, you weren’t included in my plan, but… fate truly is interesting. You just couldn’t help showing up, making my plan all the more likely to succeed. Tristan is key; I convinced them to bestow their blessings on this Drow Elf together. During the blessing ceremony, our divine powers will all connect with Tristan, and that’s when you come into play.”
Shael conjured a dagger out of black fog and handed it to Amberser.
Shael continued, “You need to penetrate her heart with this dagger while our divine powers are connected with Tristan. That’s simple, isn’t it?”
It sounded simple, but if it were really that easy, why would Shael need to involve Amberser?
This deity was far from kind and honest; one couldn’t even trust half of what she said.
However, Amberser didn’t hesitate, he took the dagger and said, “Then our previous deal is settled.”
Shael shook her head, “It’s not that cheap… unless, you add this half-dragon.”
It was a losing deal, but Amberser just wanted to get the goddess out of there as quickly as possible, and readily agreed, “Fine, I was already planning to sacrifice this half-dragon to you, it’s a deal.”
Shael, satisfied, turned into black fog and devoured the half-dragon youth, then returned to her calm demeanor.
Amberser kept the dagger in his private space and decisively returned to his own world.
Amberser couldn’t care less about being in the tower of the Drow Elves; he took out the Necromancy Codex and began to write frantically: [President, are you there? Help, I’m being hunted by an alliance of four goddesses!]