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

This time, Shakatry had no choice but to stop her twitching tail. 


Hircine, sensing something was amiss, quickly said, "Don't listen to him, no devil will help him, this is his trial!"


Amberser nodded and said, "Right, no one will help me. That's exactly why other devils never mind using me as bait for small benefits. Even if I am powerless to resist, what can the demons' invasion ultimately achieve? They conquer the Blood River Fortress, slaughter the devils of the first layer of Hell, and then are driven back by a coalition of the Grand Dukes of the Devils.


"In this process, you're merely killing a devil with whom you have no personal vendetta, and you not only risk falling into a trap but also completely lose the opportunity for exact revenge."


Shakatry exclaimed in excitement, "Damn devil, what are you talking about?!"


Hircine angrily said, "No, don't listen to him!"


Chapter 629: The Devil with the Best Reputation_4