Chapter 123 This Lich Is Special

When Catherine arrived at Amber's castle, she thought she would see groups of skeletons and zombies, as well as cabinets full of human organs.

After all, he is a lich, it would be strange not to do this.

But to Catherine's surprise, although the castle was a little simple, it was unexpectedly clean.

Not only did we not see many ugly undead, but we were greeted by a cute little human girl. She was not an undead transformed into a human form, but a real living human.

Although the little human girl fell into a trance for a long time after seeing her, Catherine still felt that Amber was very thoughtful in his arrangements for the elves.

At least, this lich gave the elves enough respect.

Isabel came back to her senses after being reminded by Catherine. According to Amber's instructions, she arranged for the elves to rest in the room of the castle. When she closed the door, she kept muttering, "How can there be such beautiful elves in this world?"

There was only Catherine in Isabel's eyes, so she had no impression of what the other elves looked like.

The injured elves were being treated. Without the disturbance of the demons, the elves did not face any pressure in terms of treatment. After drinking the healing potion and casting a few healing spells, the seriously injured ones became slightly injured, and the slightly injured ones were almost recovered.

But Catherine noticed that the consumption of those healing potions was a bit too high.

The wounded had obviously recovered from their injuries, but they couldn't help but want another bottle, as if this would make them feel better.

Catherine knew in her heart that this was an early sign of demon addiction.

He became more and more eager for magic power, and finally dared to put even poisonous potion ingredients into his mouth.

The elves had previously strictly restricted the export of materials so that they could use these stocks to support themselves for a few more years when the magic addiction disease broke out.

But now it seems that the disease is spreading faster than Catherine expected. I am afraid that before the end of the war, the elves will begin to suffer from a large-scale outbreak of magic addiction.

When she thought of this, Catherine became even more worried.

In order to prevent other elves from discovering her abnormality, Catherine had to find an excuse to leave the room.

Isabel was a diligent servant. When she saw Catherine coming out alone, she hurried forward to greet her.

Isabel said a little nervously, "Your Majesty, is there anything I can help you with? Please tell me."

The little girl lowered her head and did not dare to look up at the Elf Queen, otherwise she would be lost in her beauty again.

Catherine chuckled and said to Isabel, "I just want to take a walk. It's a good opportunity for you to show me around this castle. This is my first time seeing a lich's home."

Isabel really wanted to say that there was nothing worth visiting in this castle. More than half of the rooms were laboratories and libraries, and the rest of the place was empty, without even a bug or a mouse.

But Catherine had already walked out on her own, and Isabel had no choice but to hurry after her.

"This is the master's laboratory, which is mainly used to prepare magic potions that need to be distilled. The room next to it is dedicated to centrifugal extraction... Oh, this is the library. This is the bookshelf for necromancy. The bookshelves related to other magic are in another library. There is also a place for thesis materials..."

Every time they passed a place, Isabel tried to introduce it to Catherine as enthusiastically as possible.

Catherine was not originally focused on the tour, she just needed to walk around to divert her attention, but as she listened, she felt something was strange.

Catherine asked Isabel, "This Ultraman Master doesn't look like a lich. As far as I know, a lich's life box requires a large number of souls to maintain. This castle doesn't even have a large number of human slaves. Where does he get the materials for his experiments?"

Liches are monsters of the evil camp not only because they are discriminated against by other races, but their living habits are also a very important reason.

Vampires feed on the blood of living creatures, and the blood of beings with higher intelligence is even better. The virgin blood of races like elves and humans is the most valuable luxury for vampires.

But the castle of Ambersu is very clean. Although some corpse materials can be seen occasionally in the laboratory, a closer look will reveal that they are from various animals, and human skeletons only account for a minority.

Is it a deliberate fraud?

But this doesn't make any sense. If the elves hadn't been attacked, they wouldn't have brought the wounded to this castle to rest temporarily. Why would this lich spend so much effort on acting? Catherine began to be curious about this lich, from his illusory face to his terrifying spellcasting ability, and this castle that was unusual everywhere... Was this lich different from other undead, or did she know too little about the undead?

When Isabel heard Catherine's question, she explained to her, "The master can create a substance similar to the soul, which can replace the function of the soul in many cases."

There was no need to keep this a secret, because everyone who had dealt with him knew that he had this ability. Amber had thought about advertising the simulated souls in the Alchemy City, but eventually gave up because human slaves were too cheap and lost their market competitiveness.

"The power of legendary grace?" Catherine asked a little surprised.

Isabel nodded and said, "Yes, the master can use some simple magic materials to synthesize virtual souls. He usually uses these blank souls for experiments. He also tries to use this ability to create new life."

This was the first time Catherine had heard of this unusual ability that could create new life. Was this still a lich?

Catherine didn't believe it at first, but as soon as she turned a corner, she saw some cute little creatures jumping around in the hall.

The two largest balls are silvery white and look like round mercury. Golden threads draw the outlines of eyes and mouth on the surface of the mercury, which looks very cute.

Next to one of the balls of mercury were several small shiny balls, which looked like their bodies were made of crystal fragments. On the other side, the ball of mercury led a group of small balls made of sand, which looked a little worse in appearance, but more lively in action.

The two mercury dumplings seemed to be the commanders, ordering the crystal dumplings and gravel dumplings to form a battle formation.

It looks like just a simple collision, but if you look closely you will find that the movements of these balls are quite methodical, and there is a special fighting technique involved.

The little balls huddled together and mixed together.

It doesn't look exciting at all, but rather kind of cute.

The dumplings that were originally competing seemed to have discovered Catherine and Isabel. The moment they saw Catherine, they paused, then jumped towards Catherine and jumped happily around her.

Isabel was very envious. She usually had contact with these little guys, but these lives created by the Lich Master were always indifferent to her. Unexpectedly, they couldn't wait to run over and act cute as soon as they saw Catherine.

Even these little guys can't resist the charm of the Elf Queen.

Catherine observed it carefully and said in surprise: "Is this... elemental life? No, it feels like a ghost... It's still not right."

As the queen of elves, Catherine is quite knowledgeable. She has seen celestial creatures, visitors from other dimensions, and all kinds of weird things, but she really couldn't recognize what these things were in front of her.

The high elves are very sensitive to magic. Catherine can clearly distinguish the dark magic on those crystal balls and gravel balls, which are typical characteristics of the undead, but their bodies are elements and have nothing to do with corpses.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Could it be that this lich had mastered the technology to transform the corpses of elemental beings into undead spirits? Catherine felt increasingly confused. This lich gave her a different feeling in every way.

"What a special lich. I have never seen anything so interesting. He must be a very knowledgeable scholar."

Isabel agreed and said, "Although the master is a dead spirit, he is the smartest and most knowledgeable person I have ever met. He is also very kind to the living. He has accepted many refugees and allowed them to live in this territory. Their lives are much better than those of serfs in other places."

Isabel meant what she said; Amber was much better than her previous lord.

The more Catherine listened, the more she felt something was wrong. Could there be such a lich in this world?

Although she doubted the credibility of Isabel's words, Catherine still had a good impression of Amber.

After walking around the castle with Isabel for a few more times, Catherine suddenly asked, "By the way, do you know where the prisoners are kept in this castle?"

Isabel said, "Prisoners? Oh, I see. Your Majesty wants to visit your people, right?"

Catherine didn't expect Isabel to be so straightforward. She really wanted to see Cicero and the other captives. She didn't mean to secretly take them away while Amber was away. She at least wanted to make sure the captives were safe. Of course, if there was a chance, it would be possible to rescue them first.

After all, the elves and the lich were still in a hostile relationship, and it was the lich who brought her home, so she couldn't be blamed for the elven queen breaking into prison to rescue him.

I didn't expect Isabel to be so direct. If the girl doesn't want to go, I can only knock her out and go find it myself.

To Catherine's surprise, Isabel said to her, "Okay, please follow me."

Catherine was half-believing and half-doubting. Was this little girl really not afraid of her jailbreak? She was just a weak human being. Catherine didn't need to spend much effort. She could make her faint with just a flick of her finger.

Although she was confused, Isabel was already leading the way, so Catherine had no choice but to follow.

Catherine didn't know what Isabel was thinking. Isabel certainly wouldn't take Catherine to see the elves on her own initiative. This was all ordered by Amber. The lich master suddenly came back at night. In addition to telling her to receive the elves' envoys, he also said to her: "If the elven queen wants to see the captives, you can take her to see them directly."

Therefore, Isabel did not take a detour and brought Catherine to the prison cell of the castle, where she met Cicero and other Dusk Guards who had been captured for a long time.

Cicero was the first to see Catherine and said in shock: "Your Majesty?! Why are you here?!"

"Of course I'm here to save you. Cicero, you..." Catherine was about to ask if they had been abused, but she saw strange energy patterns appearing on the elves' chests.

Cicero noticed Catherine's gaze and quickly explained, "This is a seal cast by the lich. It completely seals the magic power in our bodies, making it impossible for us to escape."

Catherine observed it carefully for a moment and said in surprise: "No, this is not just a seal, this magic structure is completely isolated..."

Catherine didn't say the last word.

Except for Cicero, all the elves in front of him were isolated from the legendary power that Catherine shared with them by this magical structure, which was like a special magic-forbidden space.

Even the anti-magic force field could not block Catherine's "selfless sharing", but this small magic seal in front of her did it. Catherine could not even understand the magic structure at all.

"If this seal can be applied to all elves suffering from magic addiction, wouldn't that mean they can be saved?"

Catherine felt her heartbeat suddenly become incredibly fast, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

Saving people is no longer the point now; this magic seal is the key.

The elves are saved! 　There is one more chapter, but it will be too late before midnight, so I’ll post this first. The second chapter will probably be published by 12:30, which will be enough to make up 10,000 words.

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