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

As the image in the Magic Mirror faded, Allen immediately started packing his luggage to return to Laine.


Laine's transition to a council system involved numerous considerations, and Allen couldn't handle it alone. He had to seek advice from the surviving elders and tour the nation.


There wasn't much time left before the All Nations conference, and it seemed Allen would be even busier in the days to come.


Meanwhile, in the ethereal Connected Dream Realm, Amberser and Withered Rose were discussing matters related to Laine.


The two were snuggled up intimately. The dream realm featured a beautiful beach where the sunlight and the Sea Wind were just perfect, imbuing a sense of lazy comfort.


Perhaps tired of days filled with hatred, Withered Rose always preferred the leisurely sensation of the dreamscape, even her manner of speaking had slowed down a bit.


Chapter 571: Make Me Forget Her