After saying hello, Scarlett followed Plotto back outside.
She thought. The new 7th lord is a really unpredictable person.
***
After sending them back, I drank the tea I was drinking.
‘One point is terribly fast.’
The image of Velia kneeling down from her knees and looking at it came to mind, and she burst into laughter.
Just like that, I came out with a low attitude and confessed, so there was no need to research the top. The conversation took only a few minutes.
Anyway, with this, the problem with the workshop is over.
Now that Valia knew that I was related to the workshop, I couldn’t be more ambitious because I was crazy, and I also had a relationship with Scarlett.
Of course, I didn’t need her powers right away.
However, if you make connections with the NPCs who appeared in the game one by one like this, it might come back as a big help at some unexpected time.
‘Then all that’s left is…’
I crossed my arms, looking at the map I had laid down on the desk again.
There is not much time left until the next monarchy meeting.
The sooner you leave, the better, so you have to leave the monarchy in search of the next mystery…
‘It means that the root is a little troubled.’
Right now, my top priority is to collect all the mysteries located within Calderic’s realm.
And among them, the most necessary was the ability of the defense series.
Therefore, getting the ‘Floating Curtain’ is the first priority, but the next path has not been decided yet. I had to be careful as I had to travel all over Calderic.
“Lord.”
After thinking about it for a while, Plotto, the butler, came back and called me.
I wondered if there was anything left to say about the workshop or the top, but the words that came out were out of the blue.
“You have a visitor.”
“···········?”
“The 4th monarch has visited the castle now. He said that he came to see the monarch for a while.”
I barely managed to spit out the tea I was drinking, and slowly put down the mug.
······· Who came to visit now?
Dead King Astra
4 Lords, King of the Dead, Astra.
A necromancer and undead lich, as his nickname suggests, he was a perfect fit for the title of King of the Dead.
‘But why······.’
Why did he suddenly come to me?
“You are waiting at the entrance of the monarchy now.”
I sighed deeply and buried my back in the chair. And immersed in a brief agony.
I wanted to avoid meeting other monarchs until the next meeting, but why is this event happening already?
‘I can’t just ignore this.’
No one else, the monarch personally led the body.
You came to see me, so of course the same monarch must come, but it was hard for me to refuse.
This is my home base, and I can’t say he can’t play a game of refusal, but I’m sure he’ll get disliked if he’s ignorant like that. Anyway, my relationship with the brain has already been twisted a bit.
As opposed to the tyrant, he was a monarch who maintained a gentle relationship with all other monarchs, so it was something to avoid whenever possible.
In fact, meeting the monarch doesn’t mean you have to take a huge risk.
Now that I am the same monarch, what should the opponent do to attack me recklessly?
However, because I am so weak, whatever it is, contact with the strong is still burdensome.
‘There’s no way I’d come here without a reason…’
Still, if it is the King of the Dead, he is a monarch who belongs to the normal side among monarchs.
Having made my decision, I told Plotto.
“Guide me here.”
I wondered if I should go out and meet him in person, but I didn’t think there was any need to do that because he came from the other side too.
It was not long before Plotto, who bowed his head and retreated, returned with someone.
A black robe with a gold rim. And the skeleton seen through the hood.
The place where the eyes should have been is empty, and a faint blue light can be seen glimmering in the deaf blue eyes.
As the presence entered the hall, the quiet atmosphere seemed to be filled with gloom instead.
I made eye contact with him, who had stopped at the entrance to the hall while still sitting.
【Lv.95】
········This skeleton is the 4 Lords of the Dead.
It doesn’t look any different from what you see in the game.
The King of the Dead was holding a huge wooden staff as tall as his height in one hand, and that was also the staff he was holding in the game.
“Nice to meet you, Seven Lords.”
A foreign voice, as if it was not coming out of his throat, rang in his ear.
Come to think of it, how does a guy with a skeleton but no vocal cords talk? Is that all magic?
“I’m sorry for coming here so suddenly without a message. I’m here to chat for a while. Can I sit down?”
I motioned to the other side.
The King of the Dead, who moved forward and approached, sat down on a chair. Silence fell on the seat for a moment.
As he sat close to each other, the energy surrounding him became much clearer.
If the pressure I felt when I faced Gwangrang was like putting pressure on my whole body, what I felt from the King of the Dead was eerie. It is as if death took shape and manifested itself as it is…
‘It was truly a godsend to accidentally drop the soul of the king.’
If it hadn’t, I might have been trembling without realizing it by now.
Once again, I felt grateful for this absolute mental barrier skill.
“What about the dragon?”
I asked, pretending to be indifferent. There was nothing else to say because it was the first page.
And I wanted to end the conversation as soon as possible.
It was less disgusting than the Black Sea Empress that the Dead King had seen at the meeting, but it was equally burdensome to face the skeleton for a long time.
The king of the dead, who was staring at him with his blue eyes shining, immediately spit out a voice that seemed to be mixed with laughter.
“I was shocked when I heard that the overlord had appointed a new monarch straight from the meeting. I regret not being able to attend the last meeting.”
I didn’t respond.
When there was no reply, he continued the useless talk, not the purpose he had come to.
“Seventh lord I think you know something about me, but I don’t.”
“············”.
“I’m personally interested in you after hearing about the things I met with the Chief of Staff and what happened at meetings. It’s been almost half a century since humans have sat on the throne of Calderik.”
“The King of the Dead.”
interrupted him
“I don’t like useless questions and answers.”
The dead king didn’t say anything for a moment, then burst out laughing.
“Then tell me what’s going on right now. I came here because I wanted the corpse of authority that you killed, 7th lord.”
Those words reminded me of a memory I had forgotten.
‘That’s right, that…’
Before escaping from the convoy, didn’t Daphone collect Kwon Seong’s body? There is someone who wants it.
I thought that the only person who wanted a dead body would be the King of the Dead, but it seems that was the case.
‘Well, if it’s the body of a strong person who is about the power of authority, it’s probably worth coveting.’
Spirit magic that resurrects the dead and rules them.
The King of the Dead was the continent’s strongest necromancer who had no match for such necromantic magic.
‘It was terrible when it first appeared as an enemy in the game.’
Among the lords of Calderic, there are two beings that have their own large corps, excluding the forces of the monarchy, which are the Dead King and the Black Sea Empress.
The strength of the body is also strength, but the army of corpses led by the King of the Dead was enough to be called a one-man corps.
‘But what do you mean you came here for that?’
The corpse is in the phone, so why are you coming to get it from me?
.
“You killed the authority, so you also have ownership of the body. May I have the body of authority?”
“············”.
Oh yeah. ownership······.
Come to think of it, I also had a dead phone and owned it or something.
So, the King of the Dead came directly to me to take over the authority of the corpse.
‘I don’t even need that.’
Even if I didn’t say anything and used it arbitrarily, I wouldn’t even care.
Still, from the point of view of the dead king, I wondered if I had come to ask for permission, because I might tackle it later.
But since I came all the way here and asked for permission like this… It was human psychology that it was a waste to just say go.
As soon as I stared intently, the dead king continued.
“If you want, I’ll pay you a fair price.”
It’s a fair price.
Several things ran through my mind.
For example, a magic item. The King of the Dead is a wizard, so wouldn’t there be some defense items that I need the most right now?
‘But it’s a bit hard to say…’
It’s as if I’m openly confessing that I need items because I lack defensive abilities.
And come to think of it, I didn’t even know if I could handle items properly, not knowing the magic ‘Ma’ character.
I pondered for a moment and then said.
“I don’t want anything from you.”
Then the Demon King said:
“Then how about leaving it in debt? Later, when you have something you want from me, I’ll pay the price equal to the value of the corpse of authority.”
I nodded my head because it was vague to ask for anything right now, and it was a good suggestion.
I thought it would be better to end it here without poking any further.
It was a verbal promise, and the standard of help equal to the value of a corpse was unclear, but it was a promise between the monarchs, so I’ll keep it conscientiously. If you don’t follow it, you can’t do anything.
“Is that the end of the business?”
“That’s right. He doesn’t seem to want to enjoy the conversation, so let’s go right away.”
After saying that, the King of the Dead got up from his seat and leisurely left the hall.
The conversation that ended very bland for what I was worried about, I felt a sense of disappointment and buried myself in the chair.
“ha······.”
At that moment, Ashel, who was standing behind him, let out a small trembling breath.
I glanced at her expression. It seems that he was getting a little tired of being pale while talking to the Dead King.
I was fine because of the spirit of the king, but the morale the king of the dead seemed to put a lot of pressure on her.
‘Ugh······.’
Do I have to continue to be caught in the midst of such monsters in the future?
The brief and refreshing conversation with the King of the Dead only made me feel even more uncertain about the future.
I can’t tell you, it’s the path I’ve chosen.
As soon as you die, you have to collect the hidden pieces as soon as possible.
***
The undead knight wearing black armor, waiting in front of the castle gate, bowed his head toward the dead king who came out.
‘You just came out.’
Since the necromancer and his subordinates are spiritually connected, conversation and sharing of images is possible.
For some reason, the undead knight questioned the feelings of the king of the dead, who was enjoying the rare pleasure.
The dead king burst into laughter mentally.
‘The new 7th lord is a really interesting sleeper.’
Hundreds of years of guidance for immortality in the body of the undead.
To him, death was no longer meaningful, so paradoxically, he could feel ‘death’ more clearly than anyone else.
But how many times have you felt this way?
‘·······The fear of death must be felt.’
No energy was felt from the 7th lord.
He couldn’t feel any magical power or physical strength, so he looked like an ordinary human with no abilities at all.
But he certainly had the power to kill himself.
The hero of Seintea was the only person who felt this way after becoming a lich, and even from the Overlord, he felt it only faintly.
I came here to get the body of Kwonseong and see what kind of person the new 7th lord is, but it turned out to be more enjoyable than I thought.
‘I can’t wait to see what kind of request you will make in the future.’
Because of that, I was happy to even create a link in the form of debt.
The King of the Dead really engraved the existence of the 7 Lords while pondering the realization of death that he felt after a long time.
before leaving
Come to think of it, I have never read many books in my life.
At that time, I logged into Lhasa and beat another achievement and strengthened one more item.
If I hadn’t been so crazy about the game, wouldn’t something like this have happened to me? It is unknown.
My thoughts wandered somewhere else for a while, but the reason I suddenly had this thought was because of what I was doing right now.
“Hmm.”
I closed the book I was reading.
On one side of the desk were piles of old books, all of which were about vampires.
My daily routine at the current Monarchy was repeating looking at maps and reading books.
It could be said that I was spending the opposite time in Overlord Castle, where I used only the pen to move all the information in my head.
Reading the book was nothing but vampire related information.
‘These guys are also a rare race, so there’s not much information.’
Most of the weak and rare races, like the White Moon tribe of Ashhel, live among themselves somewhere deep in Mother Nature.
Besides, vampires have a bad image among the many races in this world.
Because of this, they had been almost excluded from the world for a long time, so it was even more difficult to find information.
There were not many stories related to vampires in the game.