Love eventually flows like water

A thousand years after the Undead Empire vanished, the little skeleton who used to farm was still tending to his fields, until the summoning portal reopened.
"Are you guys hungry? I’ve been farming for a thousand years and have stored a tiny bit of food."
"Have these fields been deserted? Can I plant things?"
"The princess's city on the hill doesn’t allow farming? Then never mind, I won't go."
"They want to tax me but won't let me farm? Wipe them out!"

Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

As for the situation of the Undead Empire, Negris knew it best. How could there be an Undead Empire when the Resting Camp had turned into such a shambles? Where on earth had this Golden Teeth sprung from?


"Your naming style is quite reminiscent of the Undead Empire. Who is your king?" Negris asked.


"Our king, Steadfast Locke, the Lord of Mourning, the Undead King! Tremble at his name, you foolish mortals!" The last remaining head of Golden Teeth roared from where it sat.


Everyone turned to look at Lisa, "This doesn't feel right. It feels more like the Church of Light."


Lisa nodded, "That was how I used to be."


"Let's treat it first, then we'll see where things go." Negris said.


Chapter 137: It is Loyal to the Light_1