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

"If Zariel were here, he would shout, 'This is it!'"


Back when Amberser's soul was shattered, the cost to repair it was frighteningly high.


Unfortunately, Bayer had not witnessed the scene at that time, and Hircine did not understand what this number represented.


Bayer couldn't help but mutter, "A normal soul only costs about thirty to fifty Soul Currency, what exactly did you stuff in there?"


Hircine, not understanding, asked, "Is there something wrong with this number?"


Bayer said, "There's a big problem, it's very abnormal. Each Soul Currency represents a complete soul, sometimes even multiple souls compressed together. Even if there is some loss during repair, it shouldn't be that over a thousand Soul Currencies can't fix one soul. Are you sure you're repairing a mortal? Or is it something else?"


Hircine felt something was amiss but the contract had already been signed.


To give up now would mean working for Bayer for free.


Chapter 615: Another Perspective on Fate