The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Divisions? There was no unity from the beginning to talk about divisions.

As a magician, the pursuit of eternal truth maintains a measure of respect and friendship for the existence of the same archmage, because we are all in the same pursuit of truth, and express our obvious respect for God, simply respecting the powerful and avoiding trouble.

A pure magician does not really bow his head to the heart of any powerful being, and the strength of the opponent only attracts their interest and curiosity, parsing, analyzing, imitating, and then becoming more powerful than the other.

“A true magician, it's impossible to believe in a godly god or something like that, because he's only curious about the source of divine power, and is convinced that if he analyzes it clearly, he can become more powerful than a god, and then send him to his own anatomical table to verify his research results - Raven, the Archmage of the Truth Parliament" Blasphemer ”

The most outrageous part of this should be the civilization of the wise, even if time flips, exploring the circle and the mysteries of the soul, eventually they will go this way, and the Republic of Taliban, the Land of the Dead, does not, as such, enter the path of extinction.

As a result, the organizations of magicians are often loosely united, as they essentially decide, and researchers who dedicate their bodies and minds to imperial power and power are harder to go further.

Reason? In the world of magic, knowledge equals power, and research and exploration are based on suspicion and analysis, without questioning the nature of everything, how can it break through the mist and explore the newly known continent?

And this loose alliance, which is obviously untested, is unlikely to produce a strict hierarchy, at best by virtue of the reputation and connections of a certain predecessor.

Esso's early exit caused the coalition to lose its most important contact core, and the Dead Emperors knew that it was only a matter of time before they chose this helpless family.

And once they're blocked, that's the day they do what they do.

Well, all I can do is put it in front of me.

“… even when witnessed with one's own eyes, it is still unbelievable. ”

We are now just sneaking out of the palace, dressed in thick white wolf fur, wandering the streets.

Surprising this Undead King is not some sophisticated magic technology creation, but a street vendor, a seller of high-end Undead Skulls, who is selling his own bone-style ornaments and children's toys while buyers are ordinary citizens without power.

Both sides bargained for spitting water, knowing that the high-end skeleton could slap each other to death, but accompanied smiles and explained their design ideas and cost price.

And the buyers, obviously very moved, are still trying to grind down a little price.

This is actually a common commodity buying and selling scenario, but the survivors and the deceased do business in ways that are probably invisible elsewhere.

“… how is it possible that General Skeleton is really trying to please those women, knowing that he can easily kill each other. And those women aren't scared at all! ”

I can understand Sandru's attitude. For a guy like us, no matter how much information and detectives say about smallpox, he will always be suspicious before he sees it, and often he sees it, hears it, and doesn't take it seriously.

But this time, he was suddenly visiting, and with the knowledge of the Lord of the Dead Spirit about the fluctuations of the soul, the emotions of the soul in front of him could not fool him, which seemed like a simple business scene, but illustrated a thing - in Diffind, the living and the dead are ordinary citizens, and there is no essential difference in their respective perceptions.

In an age when power stands for everything, in a world where the spirit of death equals evil, such a scene is more incomprehensible to Sandru than a curse.

I believe that such a scenario is unique and unprecedented.

Previously, there was a situation where the dead and the living coexisted in one country, but whether it was the ancient Republic of Tali or our Empire of Siro, the dead and the living were not always the same, and the dead and the living were two parallel lines of non-interference, albeit in one country.

In Silo, the living are mostly slaves and inferior classes, and the upper echelons are all dead spirits.

During the period of the Republic of Tali, most people chose to practise the magic of the dead, and regime and high-ranking officials disappeared among the spiritual masters, transforming them into high-ranking spirits is the way for the living to emerge.

In both countries, it can be said, the slavery and control of the living by the dead, and the inherent gap between the dead and the living make peaceful coexistence extremely unimaginable.

“… how did you do it? ”

Still a question when I met him, I fell into silence. After all, being able to get to this point can indeed be described as a miracle. It is a number of miracles that are inevitable and accidental at the same time and cannot be replicated.

“Speak as you walk...”

Walk along the business district and even after a few snowfalls, it's still busy.

The temperature had already reached zero, even the mule stall had stopped, but the vehicles that were picking up and selling goods on the street were constant. By this time in the past, the business district should have been closed long ago. After all, it was impossible to make many transactions close to manpower, and the goods that could not be transported out were only burdensome and could not be called commodities.

And now, walking past us is a hasty convoy, and for them, the big sale is just beginning at the beginning of the year.

Some of them ride snowy sleigh horses (motorcycles), some start tracking trucks, but many more use bestsellers from ghost carriages.

Skeleton horses, ghost horses, zombie horses, these nightmares in the eyes of past generations, are now dragging sleighs, trucks, carriages, tireless marches forward.

In Diffind, the competition between the creation of magic technology and the creation of magic of the dead is stronger on the step tools. If it is a weekday, ordinary carriages can compete with them, but in this cold winter, it is better for horses to hide in warm stables for the winter. Frostbite is a waste of medicine.

Iron horses relying on magic do not have winter extinguishing problems, they also have a lot of snow mutations, and profitable goblins have long had the opportunity to launch winter specials, but the more expensive costs have cost them a lot in the civilian market.

A spiritual apprenticeship-operated skeleton carriage (with two zombie labourers), which takes only three gold coins to hire for a day, is cheaper than an iron horse selling at least 500 gold coins and has accidentally accounted for more than 70% of the winter market.

And because the magic of the dead requires low talent, low learning costs, and can also make money. In the magic of the dead to practice lawful divind, there has been an increasing number of such “civilian magicians of the dead”, and the employment price is still decreasing. I hear they are still discussing whether to set up a meeting to regulate the price...

I marched silently all the way, but drove away, but Sandru saw the scene in front of me, if he understood.

“… linking the magic of the dead to the interests of the people and dispelling their anxiety? It was a good idea, but the Republic had done so in that year, and it seemed to be working poorly. ”

I shook my head, and the common good was not the key and the source, but the result of the acceptance of the dead, and if I mixed causes and consequences because of the scene in front of me, I had a headache.

“… what can I say, this should be a coincidence that cannot be replicated, but also a necessity…”

My thoughts went back to the past, and it must have started on that day, when the knights of the defeated and defeated, carrying the old flag of war, hesitated to return to their homeland, were accepted and welcomed by the inhabitants of Diffind, who still remembered the will of Lan.

This is an opportunity, a miracle, a tribute to the memory and the historical hero of our country, a tribute to this Sovereign Knight, and the guarantee of the Royal Family of Lan and my own return, which allowed the Lan Nation to accept this Legion of the Sovereign.

The Knights of the Dead were once members of the Royal Knights of the Lan Nation, and they loved the earth deeply. How could they harm the living if they had not guarded their people in the past?

For the living, these dead knights were the heroes of the past, who, guided by Princess Renee, returned with Prince Roland, knowing respect and trust.

Trust requires the efforts of both sides, but accidental returns lead to optimal choices, with the deceased beginning to be accepted by the living.

And that alone is not enough. With the activation of the Sovereign Knights, the Royal Knights are dispersed to the heart of all industries in the Lan Nation, including the alchemy, military, winter hunting, and even construction industries. The activation of these guardian knights greatly improves the lives of the people and dramatically brings the relationship between the living and the dead closer together.

On this occasion, the spread of common sense of the dead, the ancestral knights are still guarding their own reality, eliminating the prejudice of the Langhuan people against the dead, and making Diffund a sacred place in the dream of the Dead Sorcerer, where countless Dead Sorcerers come a thousand miles.

And the reason it's a miracle is because of the miracle of the subsequent development, the establishment of the city of innocence, so that strange dead spirits can be proven innocent. Friendship and trust can only be built once the world is free of prejudice.

After that, it was the benefits of the development of the magic of the dead, as well as the openness practiced by the magician of the dead. At this time, the soil of equality between the living and the dead existed.

To put it simply, the scene in front of us is the result of countless coincidences, including even the miracles of the sleepless, but inevitably, without the return of my knights, without these adorable people who accepted the knights of their ancestors, without the banner of battle that guarded the land for thousands of years, and without the possibility of miracles happening.

These things, I didn't intend to hide, and with my statement, Sandru was silenced, and he was thinking, in memory, and making important decisions inside.

“Duplicate this scenario elsewhere? It is not possible in a short time, but this land does not reject the dead, as you can see… So, what do you think of the Republic of Taliban, which is directly related to our future choices. If you think that the Republic of Taliban is the country of the elderly, and it is the land of the dead that is the renaissance, we have nothing to talk about, if you think that civilization of the past is a cultural heritage, maybe we have a lot of room for communication. ”