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

Negris quietly approached Brooks and asked in a hushed tone, "Do you have some kind of grudge with him? Why do you seem relieved?"


A grudge? No, no." Brooks quickly shook his head, "Impossible, I don't even know him, I'm just relieved. Luckily, humans have short lives. Barely five hundred years old and they're already close to the truth. If their lives were any longer, our Dragon clan would have no chance of survival."


With that, he cast an admiring glance at Negris, "But the ones to be most envious of are still the undead. Eternal life, ah, the Life Species, no matter how strong you are, can't escape the shackles of birth, aging, sickness, death. But even the weakest of the undead, mere skeletons, are immortal. It's so enviable."


For a moment, Brooks lost his enthusiasm to speak. The thought of dying of old age in a few millennia took away his mood.


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