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

Amberser snapped his fingers and released Seth Yuri from the stopping spell.


"My dear nephew, don't tell me you don't have intelligence on the Dwarf Palace?"


Amberser's words snapped Seth Yuri out of his shock, and he hastily had the related intelligence sent over.


As a rebel secretly planning a rebellion, he was, of course, very familiar with the Dwarf Palace.


But he couldn't fathom why these Nightmare Knights were treating Amberser as their master. Although he had heard rumors of the Lich falling into Hell, it hadn't been that long, and even if he truly descended into Hell, he couldn't possibly have become the Grand Duke of Hell in such a short time, could he?


Such a vast army of Nightmare Knights wouldn't be surprising even if they were Zariel's trusted aides.


Naturally, Amberser didn't offer Seth Yuri any explanation. He just waited quietly for a while until Ange Watson confidently approached him.


Chapter 609: Righteously Killing the Dwarf King_3