Nine Lives Fat Cat

With just three sentences, you convinced the Paladin to spend five thousand Gold Coins for you. 
You truly are a master of the Undead who thoroughly understands human nature!
…
"Respected Master Amberser, after our review by the editors at 'Legendary Spells' Publishing, we regret to inform you that your paper 'Research on the Non-Humanoid Form Modification of Undead Creatures' is unsuitable for publication in our monthly magazine. We suggest that you submit your work to a magical academic journal with less stringent review requirements."
A burst of ghostly blue flame erupted from the tips of fingers, reducing the rejection letter.
"Damn it! You bastards are purely discriminating against liches, discriminating against undead magic!!!"
"Drop dead!"

This Lich Requests More Remuneration

The thing I fear the most when doing things isn't difficulty, but rather the fear of having no direction.


As long as the direction is found, what remains is the effort to solve the difficulties. Amberser immediately sent his needs to the Kingdom of Impure Hymns, hoping they could keep an eye on the movements of the Heart-stealing Demon in the Chaos Space.


The Kingdom of Impure Hymns now relies solely on Amberser to maintain contact with their homeland and naturally didn't dare to neglect, expressing that they would definitely assist fully and inform Amberser immediately if there were any news.


No sooner had the communication ended than Amberser received a private message from the Dwarf Vampire: "Bro, where you at? I need to talk to you."


Amberser was a bit puzzled; the kid had just said he couldn't help, so why was he suddenly cozying up?


"Diga Ultraman: What do you need me for?"


Chapter 456 The Beginning of a Great Undertaking