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

"So... do I... do I not need to finish my spell? Can I just not finish it?" Basoluo was baffled, reaching in to take the staff from Ange's hands. Thrusting it towards the cemetery, he commanded, "Spirits of the Undead, heed my call. Come forth."


The cemetery was silent, the Undead Guards gazing in their direction with their cold, blue glow.


"Huh? It's not working? Rise, spirits of the Undead, heed my command. Awaken from your slumber!" Basoluo once again lifted the staff high, yelling out the full spell.


The Undead Guards remained still, just staring at them.


"It's still not working. Is there some sort of trick to it?" Basoluo waved the staff a few times, trying to command the immobile Undead Guards, before helplessly turning his gaze back to Ange.


"Your turn." He shoved the staff into Ange's hands.


Chapter 446 The Bait Has Arrived_2