Chapter 29

Two days later.

When Xiaoman saw the teacher, the first words he heard were:

"You should go now."

Before Xiaoman could react, a pile of things prepared by the teacher appeared in front of him.

Various types of recorded and blank scrolls, processed materials that are not easily available at any time, long-term preservation of medicines, various gems and precious metals that can be circulated as property and can also be used as spellcasting materials...

Lazarus hid the fact that he was about to die very well, because his face was already pale, and it didn't look any worse at this time. He looked like an elder who was worried about the safety of his disciple.

"It just so happens that I also have a topic that requires long-term research, and I plan to close this place for a while. So take these and go."

Lazarus smiled.

"...Thank you." Xiaoman wanted to say something but stopped herself. However, she did not have the eyes of the Dragon King that could see through souls. She only noticed that a strand of the teacher's long hair fell on her shoulders and was braided into a thin braid. The end of the braid was tied with a small bow made of platinum ribbon. It looked very cute, so she believed that the teacher's behavior was just a normal arrangement.

She looked at the pile of supplies that was half her height and said, "Actually, I don't need so much."

"You are my only disciple." Lazarus sat down and said, "I thought that after you leave here, your food, clothing, housing and transportation will all depend on the savings in your pocket. You will definitely be frugal. If you can eat enough, you won't spend more money on enjoying delicious food. So I want to bring you more."

"..." Xiaoman, who was touched by the words, involuntarily shrank her toes. She had always been like this when she was growing up, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with spending just to fill her stomach, but she felt inexplicably embarrassed when the teacher pointed it out to her.

I think the teacher must have been born into a noble family. Anecdotes about spellcasters all say that they spend huge sums of money on various materials and equipment. The expenses on life are nothing compared to research, so of course he would hope that his disciples can live a comfortable life when they are away from home.

She stepped forward silently, collected these complicated and valuable "supplies", took out a small portion to carry with her, and stuffed the rest into the space spell.

"Have you decided where to go next?" the teacher asked idly.

Xiaoman thought for a moment and said, "We've already been to the seventh city, so the next stop should be the sixth city."

...Oh, something is going to happen.

Lazarus remained calm on the surface, but he became nervous when he thought that after Xiaoman went to Flora City, she would easily find out about the stabbing of the city lord three months ago. The murderer's characteristics were too obvious, so the next plot would inevitably involve her knowing about Su Mei's death.

Now that his acting skills have improved a lot, he recalls the process of playing his first character and feels sincerely clumsy. However, perhaps because this stumbling style of doing things fits the character of "Su Mei" who is too young and has a short life experience, many readers really regard him as a white moonlight and tolerantly accept everything about him.

The lich waved his hand, and a map automatically slid out of the bookshelf and unfolded in mid-air.

Just like those books, the maps that made it into his collection must be excellent. The locations of the seven cities, many mountains and rivers, and even some larger settlements and large mines around Bronze City were all clearly marked. The content was complex but well-organized.

The white-bone t pointed at the location of Flora City, and Lazarus casually continued the topic: "Competitions and the City of Flowers? Not bad. Now is the right time to go. The flower season is about to begin, and there will be many tourists visiting the triennial competitions."

Xiaoman stopped tidying up and came over to look at the map carefully. In this world, maps are not something you can get just by having a little money. Even for some nobles and officials, the maps in their homes are mostly copies or hand-drawn ones, and they can only accept the inaccuracies.

The value of the map in Lazarus's hand was definitely worth the handful of sapphires she had just picked up. It was no exaggeration to say that such a map was even enough to overturn the situation in some small wars.

"We are here now." Seeing that his students were interested, the teacher was happy to explain. He pointed to a mountain range far away from the seven cities that were distributed in a loose spiral shape.

"But after you leave, I will move to another place. For safety reasons," he added.

Xiaoman thought it made sense. She didn't want to find out that her teacher had died after returning from a trip. That's what legends always say.

She knew that spellcasters, especially those with long life spans like the teacher, could spend many years immersed in research once they were secluded. So if Lazarus's research was not completed by the time she finished her journey, it would be more important to ensure the teacher's safety than to reunite with them.

Xiaoman read the map carefully and found that the closest place to here was a subordinate town radiating from the periphery of the commercial city, but it was still a little farther than the distance she had walked from home to the transit town.

She then looked around the Bronze City for a while, pointed out another location far away from the city, and told the teacher: "My mother and I used to live here."

"That's amazing." Lazarus praised. "Since you remember it so clearly, will you go back in the future?"

Xiao Man had no plans to hide from her teacher. She said calmly:

"If you are still alive after the trip, go back to see your mother. She will be very happy."

"I would be happy for you too. There is no difference between gaining honor, power, or traveling a long way in the eyes of those who love you."

Lazarus said.

Xiaoman nodded. Just as she was about to continue packing her luggage, the map rolled into a tube suddenly flew over and landed in the box next to her.

The teacher was good in every way except that she loved giving gifts, which was completely different from the shrewd old people in the village. Xiaoman took the useful gift that was hard to refuse and carefully put it in his bag.

After delivering the map, Lazarus disappeared without a trace. He returned to the laboratory and made other preparations.

——Prepare to prevent the impact of his “death” from spreading to the outside world.

However, several finished scrolls were already spread out on the table. Bernaludos was standing away from the table as if nothing had happened. In front of him was a plate full of grilled food, and the Dragon King was holding a skewer of grilled vegetables.

The vegetables, cut and simply grilled and sprinkled with some seasoning, were still green and had a glossy sheen under the dim light, which somehow complemented his jewel earrings.

"Have some?" The Dragon King invited casually with a cold look on his face.

“No,” Lazarus replied as he picked up the scroll and examined it.

"You have indeed changed. In the past, when you stayed up late to study and felt hungry, you would come to share my food." Bernardus said.

“…I’m sorry.”

"No. No. Because it's you. I won't dislike any choice you make. Ever."

The Dragon King ignored him after he finished speaking, and did not take credit for helping to make a few spell scrolls to ease his friend's burden.

This face is really a natural gift, it makes him look like he said everything without thinking or embellishment, simple and straightforward. Yuan Qian finished his speech and even felt that it sounded like the truth.

"Okay. From now on, I'll trouble you to take care of Xiaoman." Lazarus said.

"——There is no 'if possible', 'if convenient', 'slightly' and 'try your best' this time?" The Dragon King asked with a slightly weird expression, without changing his expression.

"Because she is my only disciple. Even though we are not very similar." Lazarus made a little joke to deal with the problem.

"Then you can call me Belu." The Dragon King brought up the old matter again.

"You have a really bad personality. If you hadn't restrained yourself a lot for the sake of our friendship, you would have been even more sarcastic to me." The lich said, revealing a complex expression similar to a wry smile for the first time.

"Yeah." He responded nonchalantly.

After this entrustment, Yuan Qian finally calmed down and was able to do some work. While recording the spell, he asked, "Is it updated?"

[Let me see. Oh, not yet. It seems that the author is determined to die if you say this. I can understand that.] The adjutant replied.

“…”

Yuan Qian thought that he was indeed looking forward to seeing Xiaoman off in the afternoon and tearing off the No. 2 character, and then he would be able to welcome a beautiful tomorrow without having to pay for the daily rental of two characters. He was unable to complain about the comic book author's arrangement.

Perhaps because it is a standard template without too many details, after shaping Bernaludus, the daily rent of this humanoid dragon is calculated to be only 65 points of affection, which makes Lazarus appear to be a very valuable skeleton.

You have to know that the difference in price accumulated in one month is worth half a piece of Sumei. Yuan Qian has never seen a five-digit emotional value balance until now. This family is not rich enough to use one person and throw one away.

[So when you have more space, do you want to make a beautiful girl? I have more experience in this area! I can definitely make a super cute and arrogant blonde lady——] The adjutant suddenly asked in a very interested mood.

"...No. And your hobbies have been exposed." Yuan Qian was very moved and refused.

[It doesn’t matter. I have many preferences. For example, a middle-aged lady with silver hair and wrinkles who is very handsome is also fine. It would be an honor to be killed by her.]

Did you hear me, the temples and kingdoms in the other world who are in dire straits? In fact, if we find the right type of person, we can make this deviant psychopathic demon king willingly be killed. Although according to what he said, there seems to be something else to killing this person, Yuan Qian thought silently.

He opened the forum and started browsing. Even though he had a new persona that made him less wanted than a lich, he still preferred surfing the Internet to going out in the guise of a dragon king and doing anything other than patronizing a street stall.

"Tianlei Fanfiction, Official Modern PA, Musician Lasi Running with Ball Literature"

"Private setting, Godfather setting Besa to reunite, happy progress"

"The Evil Second Creation Xiaoman x Elly Ratna, Revenge"

This is a collection. About the Q version but I want to draw all the knives.

As soon as he saw the titles on the homepages, Yuan Qian immediately closed the forum and decided to go out for a walk.

The readers are still too free, he can't adapt to it——!

An adjutant who enjoyed the fun happily opened and read the posts one by one, liking and reposting them with a joyful spirit of not caring about the lives of his teammates.

...Sooner or later I will trick you into coming to the table to act together. You have all read the comic updates, why am I the only one working overtime to gain emotional points? Yuan Qian thought.