A few days after entering the North, Ron suddenly sensed that something was wrong.
Specifically, he discovered that he actually started to dislike himself.
In order to maintain a good public image with Carl and extract more information from him these days, Ron has always maintained a mild exterior.
In fact, Ron and Carl both wished they could destroy each other.
Ron's lifelong wish was to be a lazy lord; he never intended to live such a hypocritical life.
Just like those middle-aged men in my past life, some of them would always sigh and say something like: "Without realizing it, I've become the kind of person I used to hate..."
On this day, Ron finally made up his mind.
Karl should be banished to the abyss. Since he's an evil being, he can just go and be among those evil abyssal demons.
Ron originally intended to be efficient, thinking that having an old monster by his side to give guidance would be beneficial for the expedition. However, after such a long time, Ron had come to loathe himself, which showed what Carl had been doing these past few days.
However, Karl's words were not enough to prompt Ron to order his execution.
To be more specific, during the days the team entered the North, Carl kept telling Ron that everyone has to look out for themselves.
What does the destruction of the world have to do with me?
"Master! Perhaps we shouldn't go see the lich. That guy is no good. There's nothing good about inheriting the creation god's things. If the Gus Dimension inherits them, it will only perish along with them..."
"..."
Such statements, especially those made by Karl, the old monster, seem to make perfect sense.
As for what he said, that lich was no good. When Ron realized what he meant, he asked for the reason.
So the reason why only a remnant soul of the Karl Witch remained was because of the lich!
In this way, the lich is actually not so bad...
Anyway, just take what Karl's evil allies say in reverse.
That night, near the encampment in the northern wasteland, Ron set up a teleportation array, mainly activated by Rita. Only Rita, a four-winged angel, could send the spirit directly to the abyss.
The divine realm is naturally suitable for the survival of souls, as is the abyss. In this way, Ron's semi-divine artifact, the Treasure Basin, is no longer needed.
Angels have the duty to guide souls into the Kingdom of God, and conversely, it is also their duty to cast enemies into the abyss.
Rita's intervention was not unexpected.
With the combined light of the array and Rita's divine magic, that damned Karl was finally driven away by Ron.
Ron felt as if a plague had been banished, and he was completely relieved.
The old monster might offer occasional advice! Ron's initial politeness when recruiting servants was completely in vain, and Ron changed his attitude after Carl showed no remorse in front of Hume.
At the time, he couldn't help but want to ask the gods to take action and directly extract his soul, but now, only a few days later, Ron has already come to terms with reality.
The idea of him spending so much time acting with Karl was a mistake; it would have been more practical to send him to help Balrog sooner.
Carl's foul mouth and flawed thinking were one reason, but another reason was that the incident in the Ghost Village served as a wake-up call for Ron.
Never overestimate yourself!
There will always be a time when things go wrong, and if Karl manages to turn things around, we're doomed.
If Carl seizes the opportunity, he could seal both Ron and Rita simultaneously. This possibility is small but not impossible; Carl is an ancient monster with a history spanning millennia, and it's best not to contend with him while Ron is still weak.
For various reasons, Ron successfully kicked Karl out tonight. Moreover, it was agreed beforehand that Abyss would not be able to play a role at the crucial moment and would be annihilated on the spot.
Ron spoke with great seriousness, and Carl, having learned of Ron's resolute nature over the next few days, believed that Carl would do it.
During his few days in the North, Ron knew little about Karl's temperament, but he was certain that Karl was afraid of death.
He kept urging Ron not to see the lich, fearing that the lich's old enemy would take advantage of the situation and kill Karl.
Karl dared to hide in the Ghost Village, and Ron deduced that the lich might not be able to come out easily, so there's been a long search going on for several days!
That night, after chasing Carl away, Ron thought of Hume again. Although Hume was destined to die of old age and return to Carl, he now had at least a chance for a miraculous escape. However, Ron's plan to trap Hume was not fully realized... and in the end, something still went wrong.
Life is unpredictable... Sigh! Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore, I don't want to comfort myself again.
That night, Ron ended the battle between emotion and reason. Emotion was about getting rid of Carl, while reason was about keeping Carl on as a long-term laborer—the most efficient approach...
Emotion and reason are always difficult to reconcile.
That night, Ron gazed at the starry sky and sighed softly. He wished he were as powerful as the Creator God, even though the Creator God had his moments of failure…
With the task completed, Ron slept well that night, a rare treat. It was indeed good that the evil fellow was gone. Tonight was not a good time for constant magic meditation either, as there were too many distracting thoughts.
Ron has only three servants, all of whom are associated with the Abyss, including Fanny. Ron will not take people of the good side as servants, but will treat them as equals.
The next day.
Ron woke up again.
Vivian approached Ron as usual, taking out her maid's attire:
Warm water basin, warm hand towel...
Under the care of Vivian, the maid, Ron completed his morning washing and grooming.
The life of the nobility is decadent.
Thanks to Vivian's attentive care, Ron's mood improved considerably, and all the thoughts he had last night became a thing of the past.
Let's keep searching today! I reckon the undead under the lich's rule will find Ron and his group soon.
Sure enough, at nightfall that night, the undead skeletons under the lich's rule found Ron's camp.
At that moment, under the moonlight, Ron, Rita, Vivian, Yara, and Little Tower approached the Lich's Castle step by step.
As Ron and his group approached, the number of skeletons guiding them increased.
Ron left the magic crystal car behind, hoping it would come back someday so he could ride it home.
After passing several magic clock ticks, the Castle of the Dead finally came into view.
The city of the dead, a scene of ruin, with broken walls and rubble everywhere...
Judging from the appearance of the city of the dead, it can be concluded that the lich does not care much about his image; otherwise, the skeletons would be excellent laborers, and he would not bother to repair his castle.
As they were about to enter the City of the Dead, Ron still subconsciously glanced at Rita. With Rita around, he felt a little more at ease.
Hopefully, liches will be as easy to get along with as they were when we communicated with the demons.
squeak…
The gates of the Undead Castle are opened by skeletons on either side.
Upon entering, the first thing you see is a multitude of soul stones all around. Soul stones are a type of energy stone, and when so many soul stones are gathered together, they naturally emit a collective glow.
The eerie white light of the soul—the true nature of a pure soul stone should be colorless, since the soul itself is colorless. So, the aggregation of too much soul energy manifests as white on the outside?
The interior of the Undead Castle is arranged like a library.
Inside the main hall are four prominent stone pillars, many of which are inlaid with soul stones. In addition to the four conspicuous stone pillars, there are countless soul stones embedded in the surrounding stone walls.
At the very back of the Hall of the Dead are two staircases, the winding staircases eventually leading up to the library.
A lich was already waiting in the hall.
What makes a lich different from a regular skeleton is that the soul fire on the lich's lower abdomen is too conspicuous, and the lich is dressed in tattered ancient mage robes.
The clothes were so tattered, just like the castle's exterior.
The welcoming lich said, "Come, Lord Bernal invites you."
Ron immediately knew that there were multiple liches, which was normal; the exact number of liches was difficult to ascertain.
Bernal, Ron will remember this name.
When exchanging magical messages, Ron did not ask the lich's name to avoid being impolite.
The lich who came to greet them went ahead, and Ron followed suit, leading the group up to Bernal's library in the undead castle.
The fact that Ron was allowed to bring his team up suggests that the contents of the library aren't particularly valuable. Perhaps there's more to it than meets the eye, or it might simply be due to the liches' personalities.
A short while later, Ron finally met his target in the Lich's Library.
“Mr. Bernal the Lich, Ron Lance greets you, senior.” Ron greeted him upon meeting.
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