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

Raul had endured the longest two minutes of his life.


Screams, roars, the sounds of chaos, and the cries for mercy... all jumbled together, ringing in Raul's ears.


The carefully fortified castle was shredded like cardboard, the highly paid mage consultant teleported away after casting a single fireball, and the well-fed mercenaries scattered like birds and beasts after a few were trampled to death.


Everything he had painstakingly built was entirely destroyed in just two minutes.


Until that Black Knight, covered in blood, made his way to the highest point of the castle, arriving in front of Raul, everything was already destroyed.


The Black Knight casually tossed the corpse of a mercenary, whose head he had crushed, in front of Raul and asked, "Still want to resist?"


Staring in disbelief at this bloody scene, Raul's voice trembled as he asked, "Who exactly are you? I've never wronged you, why would you..."


Chapter 577: All About Human Relationships