The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

In a sense, the decision to abandon the high-ranking priest of Banzai was wise. After all, when the news leaked that they were trying to open the doors to death, any living organization became their dead enemy and would not let them succeed.

The northern troika reported directly to their superiors. The incident development exceeded the limits of their ability to call for help was originally a requirement in the workbook. In order to stand up for the fact that things were finally screwed up, they needed to be held accountable, but given the remoteness and location, the quality and number of reinforcements could not be determined, and it was natural to have good luck meeting a loitering boss in the vicinity (which was not unlikely due to the many freedom teams sent by the northern forces) and the bad luck of the reinforcements could not catch up at all.

And the Church of the God of Justice and Commandment became much more panicked, and once the doors of death were opened within the country, it was they, and even the whole principality and church, who could perish.

At the same time as the news came out, they sent people back to the capital to report the letters, and the other saints and priests pretended to be ready to hunt down the dead followers.

Win Lyle also knew that the knights were not fatally wounded. What really hurt them was their self-esteem, which was instantly wiped out before they could see the enemy, but there was something more important in front of them and there was no time for them to lament their weakness.

Again, the White Knight led the team, and they have set out, but considering the clergy's constant incompetence in tracking, others expect them to catch up with their targets, hoping they don't get lost too far, or be smart enough to bring in some Rangers, Thieves and other mercenaries to lead the way.

On the other hand, the investigation will be the task of the Northern Troika from the beginning. Without support, they will definitely go, but due to fundamental differences in beliefs and course of action, it is unlikely that they will go with the Holy Knight, which is a problem for them.

In a sense, this has become a self-evident competition to see who can solve this problem first.

I want to get involved in this and don't expose myself.

So what I can really hope for is that a few of us have joined the northern troika, and a small amount of fighting power would be wasted if it spread out, so I tried to convince them to take us to the trumpets.

“ ……. In fact, I am a fairly good magician of the dead, and with us, as long as we are not too far away, we can feel the death magic of the counterpart, so that you can trace it. ”

Speaking of these words, the black magic of death circled in his fingers, proving his identity as a magician of the dead.

If there are other forces, there must be many doubts and prejudices about the Sovereign Mage, especially in pursuing matters related to the status of the Sovereign, and doubts about the purpose of the other party.

But while they were in shock, the first reaction was...

“Is he a registered magician of the dead? Do you have a license? Is it an annual review? ”

“Yes, it was only last year, registered at the Diffindor headquarters, the legendary Dead Sorcerer. ”

In the eyes of some, the North may already be a paradise for spiritual sorcerers, rooted in their regularization and sunshine of spiritual sorcerers, who have become an unusually ordinary profession.

“A year before dawn, the revolution in the Undead Industry began in the North. The revolution liberated the productivity of the living and gave the Undead Mages the opportunity to walk into the sun. In the second year, the Phantom Carriage and Zombie Servants occupied one-third of the seats in their respective markets…. ”

After so many years of development, appliances and furniture, appliances, servants in the northern market have become very common, and in order to ensure the safety and reliability of appliances of the dead, it has become routine to take the examination of registered magicians of the dead, the triennial review of morality, etc.

“Master, you're one of us! ”

“Did you take the task or the Freedom Mage? Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't dare ask, but you can say what you want. ”

When the three of them look at this little black book, they reveal their happiness.

Ten years ago, the legendary Dead Sorcerer was called the Master, but due to the increasing number of water masters and water legends now, the Master's name is less and less used.

And many of the official Dead Sorcerers registered in Diffind in the North are inextricably related to the official, and the Royal Sorcerer's Crest in Donglan in this booklet shows that the Master has the Royal Trust, which is naturally trustworthy, and the distinctive double crown on the symbol of professional credibility.

“I personally and the Royal Society of Magistrates are involved. Now that this happens, naturally I can't stay out of it, but it is only after the little man that the gentleman is the way to cooperate. This time, if it involves the ruins of civilization of the wise, I want half of the proceeds. If there is new technology or something, it can be sold to the official of the North, but my share cannot be lost. ”

I can't tell a single lie. The documents on my hands are even more true. Of course, it's self-evident how I got them. As for the two crowns of credibility... cough, there's a service called painting the crown. You know?

For a magician, the ancient knowledge and mystery that may exist in ancient monuments are simply irresistible temptations, and if they are traces of the civilization of the wise, they are more likely to remain in the new technologies and strategic weapons that will allow the national map to be rewritten, not too many examples in the “history” of this jihad.

Although in legendary novels, from time to time a small figure has dug from the ruins what mysteries, artifacts, etc., and then embarked on the path of extermination of the demons, in the exploration of the ruins in reality, artifacts are rare. After all, the passage of time is as heartless as tomb thieves, more based on the records, murals, traces, ancient techniques and magical materials of restoration left at the time.

Such things are of little use to the individual and can only be the trouble of catastrophe, but they are priceless to organizations that have digested these technologies and ancient magic.

After all, in a sense, without the technical support of Dimerette derived from the civilization of the wise, and now the more intense the magical revolution, the literature and information left behind by an ancient civilization is the only alternative when a vibrant ancient man cannot find it.

“Sage civilization? Civilization of the wise! This time it's earned! ”

Mary jumped up all of a sudden, but the other two were blind, and they didn't know why their people were so excited.

As a sword of the four spirits, you must come into contact with the magic technology. If you learn the magic technology, how can you not know the sage civilization of that origin?

“I'll write to the headquarters again soon, I'm afraid I won't make it..."

“Rest assured, I have a relationship with Master Dimerette. I have already written to him, using the demon courier. Since it involves the civilization of the wise, no matter how busy he is now, he should come. ”

The three men clearly relaxed a little, and Dimerette was a great big man in their eyes. Since they knew him well, they also proved the credibility of the magician of the dead in front of them from one side.

Of course, when I leave, they will certainly talk about my identity and purpose, so I will also retain the identity of a "spiritual magician left by the local six months to explore the ruins”, waiting for them to ask for “clues” from others and spell out “truth”, and the reality that I am a good person in this town will increase their trust in me a little bit.

But now, after I said goodbye, I was getting ready for my trip, and the dead cat jumped out of nowhere.

“I thought you'd continue to disguise the Holy Knight this time. ”

“Oh, don't be silly, I've received inside information that the Northerners will conduct repeated checks whenever they encounter a sudden saint. ”

“Pfft, looks like they saw through you, too. Is that really the only reason? ”

The dead cat revealed a squint of sight that seemed to have thought of a reason long ago and deliberately came and tortured me.

“ ……. This is just the main one. Armor and metal weapons are too heavy for secondary reasons... ”

Now that I've seen it through, there's no need to hide it, I'm in too bad a physical condition to pretend to be a saint.

Thanks to that poor power and physical point, for me now, lock armor is to lock my own chain, full body plate armor is a metal iron cage, the metal sword in my hand is a golden hoop stick, I can't even carry the knight's standard equipment, how can I pretend to be a saint, after all, there is a good chance that this time there will be a high-intensity battle.

On the other hand, the use of elemental magic also requires a certain physique and agility. The accuracy of the application gesture is directly related to the success rate of the application. The physical condition is too poor to manage powerful surgery. Just to cope with the magic rephasing is choking enough. To think of it, the ability to randomly implement the method under existing conditions probably also controls the necromancy of corpses and dead creatures.

This is also the root of my failure to obstruct the departure of the "Holy Light Cannon Ashes”. For the old-fashioned Holy Knights, the Northern Trinity is only a quasi-alliance in the struggle for faith. The Dead Sorcerer is the dead enemy who kills and then asks.

In fact, if the conditions are met, pretending that the Holy Knights are the best. After all, they have a good reputation and do not cause suspicion at all. They can also go around freely, recruit cannon ash, gain the trust of adventurers and residents, get free and cheap supplies in villages on the way, and start a people's war if necessary. These are invisible advantages. Only those old fools will waste such obvious advantages.

And I didn't follow them alone. Since Katrina originated from the ruins, she might be the key to opening the ruins door, and she herself yearned to find the truth. Since her daughter went, her father, Patton, naturally followed her, and since old Patton left, old Patton's grandfather, naturally wouldn't have left, so I had two not so bad fights.

Of course, we had a deal to get Win Lyle to follow us.

“But it's not enough. Later, Old Barton goes to his old friend and hires a piece of ash… mercenary. ”

“The quasi-legendary shooter? You don't shoot him pulling down the team's luck. ”

“How many times have I told you, Gunner Luck E is just a rumor. Besides, if the rumor is true, don't you think it's a good thing that I need a lightning rod... ”

Somehow, I remembered the unlucky first beauty of Sulphur Mountain, considering her amazing luck value, even though she had been searching for a way to redeem herself, wild elves should still be the first beauty now.

“That's what you're looking for. Sure, let's have fun... What do we do now? ”

“Since there is a good chance that I will encounter a battle, and I am now a Dead Sorcerer, but I am not hiding behind the scene welfare, so, in order to play a little bit of a role, do what the Dead Sorcerer should do, where is the nearby tomb? ”

“Stupid. That dragon witch's house has a lot of stock. You don't know how to rob him. Those freshly-dead civilian corpses are weak. ”

“Good idea, just change it with the fashion dress you're about to get. You didn't see that guy drooling when he read the magazine, it ruined your face...”

“That's not my face. It's like a doll. It's not my adult version. Okay! How would it feel to put your face on a woman... Pooh, Renee. ”

Somehow, I think of Renee and other "Roland” faces. I have some sympathy for Heroise, at least Renee is not blind. In other words, after all these years, she should be a big girl. Under the effect of estrogen, it shouldn't be that face anymore.

“Yes, yes, go, blackmail the dragon witch demon to avenge you, rob the old shemale's collection clean out for you...”

And I just walked a few steps, and I got stuck in the corridor, led by the Dwarf Shield, and those adventurers blocked me.

“Carlo, if you can't fight, you should pay us back. ”

“… If you look carefully at the casino, there should be an article: ‘If the duel suddenly fails because of force majeure, it will be a tie, but I don't remember anyone buying a tie at the time. ’ ”

Rumor has it that the leading dwarf turned his white eyes and looked at the ceiling, seemingly pretending he didn't know, but presumably had seen that line of ultra-small words.

And the adventurers behind him rubbed their hands, and the threat was obvious.

“I advise you better...”

“Pfft."

After a ringing finger, the black fog of death dissipated from my shadow and turned into a foolish, moving shadow troll. The whole room was overshadowed by black shadows and even the temperature dropped several degrees.

“By the way, I forgot to tell you, I'm a Dead Sorcerer. Legendary. Can I help you? ”

Strength is the best business card, this terrible magic is a naked threat, want to pay me back? Huh!

“I..... we're fine! ”

“It's just time for dinner, we'll invite you down for dinner. Well, today's booze money. Our Thunder Brothers bagged it! ”

Doesn't it really make sense to say that dwarves are dull? They say these things with “joy” and turn around without saying anything, but when I look at the dwarf brothers' thick body and fairly good armor, I think of something.

“Actually, I'm reasonable. I have a little job here for a good adventurer, and if you go, it's not impossible to give you back your gambling money, and if you do well, there's an extra commission. ”