This Lich Requests More Remuneration
Chapter 369 - 342 The Betrayal of the Sinner

Chapter 369: Chapter 342 The Betrayal of the Sinner

The Tieflings eventually scraped together about seven hundred million gold coins for Amberser.

This was all the cash they could come up with, and the rest had to be paid in various kinds of goods.

The least valuable of these were naturally the various domains, which Amberser couldn’t even be bothered to price. He carelessly offered ten thousand soul currency for all of them.

That price was definitely unreasonable—these nobles’ domains combined nearly comprised a third of the kingdom, and if converted into gold coins, it would be calculated in the billions.

Amberser’s rationale was very simple, "When you all go to hell, I can just take those domains by force if I want them."

This statement sounded arrogant, and these Tiefling nobles also wanted to question Amberser’s abilities until he recorded a video in Gloomyland.

An undead army stretching as far as the eye could see, with all kinds of high-order undead you could imagine.

After seeing this recording, all the Tieflings shut their mouths. Such a massive undead army was powerful enough to go head-to-head with Laine. The chaotic Council of Injustice simply couldn’t withstand it.

Though they felt it was unfair, the Tieflings had no choice but to accept it. After all, they couldn’t take their lands with them—if they didn’t sell them cheap, they would soon be worthless.

In just a few days, Amberser thus became the largest landlord of the Impure Chant.

Besides the domains, there were also a large number of slaves, as well as various buildings and facilities on the domain.

Amberser had now gathered the most valuable assets of the thirteen Impure families.

Although Amberser kept driving the price down, making these assets seem insignificant, in the end, he handed over one million five hundred thousand soul coins to this group of Impures, and even added an extra hundred thousand later, saying it was out of pity for them.

Those Tieflings thought Amberser had a change of heart or misunderstood his character and were extremely grateful to him.

Only Domino Lauri sensed something was amiss because she had heard of his reputation. Almost everyone who knew him mentioned his greed and cunning. She didn’t believe such a person would generously give away such precious soul currency to them.

This currency could be traded at any time with one of the Hell Lords for countless benefits, so how could he bear to give it away for free?

Domino Lauri felt uneasy but did not stop the transaction. Instead, while others were busy gathering gold coins, she hid in her house and summoned Zariel.

Being the mastermind behind the kingdom’s fall, Domino Lauri still had the qualifications to summon Zariel.

As the Hellfire burst into light in front of Domino Lauri, even though it wasn’t yet scorching her skin, she shuddered violently as the pain had been seared into the depths of her soul. The mere thought of it was unbearably agonizing.

Domino Lauri quickly lowered her head and prostrated herself on the ground, not daring to look at Zariel’s body ablaze with flames.

With a humble posture, she sang a few praises of Zariel, then couldn’t help but ask, "If I can offer you a large amount of soul currency, could you spare me? I’m willing to do anything just to avoid the torture."

The reason she had betrayed the entire kingdom was to avoid the torment of Hellfire. Yet after going in circles, she was still bound for Hell to be punished. Now soul currency was her last hope, which she had to cling to firmly.

Zariel looked at Domino Lauri’s fearful and subservient form, his broken face revealing a mocking smile.

Pretending to be oblivious, Zariel said to Domino Lauri, "Soul currency? Where did you get soul currency from, and do you know what kind of souls become the currency of Hell? Are you capable of creating soul currency?"

Upon hearing Zariel speak like this, Domino Lauri became excited—it seemed that soul currency indeed had great attraction to the Hell Lords.

She quickly took out two soul coins and offered them up with both hands.

With a flick of his finger, Zariel had the two soul coins fall into his hand.

Zariel pretended to inspect them, then asked, "Not bad, of fine quality. How many of these do you have?"

Domino Lauri saw a glimmer of hope and quickly said, "A lot, tens of thousands. Can these soul coins be exchanged for your forgiveness?"

It was as if Zariel hesitated for a moment before saying, "That’s possible, but just tens of thousands of soul coins, that’s not quite enough."

Domino Lauri hurriedly asked, "Please tell me, how much is needed to absolve my sins?"

Zariel answered with a smile, "At least one million, then I might seriously consider absolving you of your sins. Of course, the more you have, the likelier it is I’ll forgive you."

"One million..." Domino Lauri’s body shuddered. After the thirteen Impures had spent all their wealth, they had only acquired one million six hundred thousand soul coins; divided among them, it was only about ten thousand or so per person. Zariel was asking for one million—how could they come up with that amount?

"What, you can’t produce that much? Then there’s no help for it. But you’ve been burned by the Hellfire many times; you should be used to it by now. Don’t worry, once you’re in Hell, I’ll definitely come up with something new for you, hahaha! You should have foreseen this outcome when you betrayed me."

Hearing about the Hellfire, Domino Lauri’s body trembled even more violently; it felt as if her bones were charred, unable to support her body any longer.

Agitated, Domino Lauri said, "No, I can do it—I will get those soul coins. Please be assured, I will get them."

"Good, I look forward to your offering. However, if you disappoint me... you will know the consequences."

Zariel disappeared after leaving that threatening remark.

Domino Lauri hadn’t even had the chance to ask for a contract to be signed, and Zariel had already gone, leaving her with a sense of unease.

But now it seems it doesn’t really matter anyway; she couldn’t understand the devil’s script, so whatever was written in the contract was at Zariel’s discretion to decide.

According to Domino Lauri’s understanding of Zariel, the Grand Duke of Hell disdained lying. Since she had verbally agreed, she likely wouldn’t go back on her word.

The problem now was that the total was only one million six hundred thousand Soul Currency—how was she to obtain a million of it?

These past couple of days, the Council of Injustice had been quarreling over the distribution of the Soul Currency.

Primarily because the opposition used Gold as the main currency, there was a huge disparity in the amounts contributed by different families. Some wanted an even split, others felt it unfair.

Especially Sadyo Lus, who contributed three billion Gold Coins, the most money, was dead set against an equal distribution. He was also very astute, secretly sending his personnel to trade privately with Master Ultraman during the transaction, swallowing a vast amount of Soul Currency behind the scenes.

How to divide the remaining Soul Currency truly posed a problem.

Domino Lauri pondered quietly for a long time before entering her alchemy laboratory.

After abandoning the profession of a Hell Knight, Domino Lauri devoted herself entirely to alchemy, her achievements in Magic Potions enough to earn her a place on Alchemy City’s list of famous scholars.

Domino Lauri stayed in the laboratory day and night, and when she emerged, exhausted, she held a small glass bottle in her hand, containing an alchemical potion as if it were a wisp of gas.

A new meeting was convened quickly; the thirteen Impure convened once again. But the topic of their meeting was still not how to deal with Laine’s invasion; instead, it was about how to distribute those Soul Currencies.

They had sold all their possessions, even forcibly collecting a large amount of Gold from the common people in the name of war, just to buy the one million six hundred thousand Soul Currency.

As soon as the meeting began, Sadyo Lus began to howl, stating that the split should be according to the proportion of the contribution.

Someone immediately retorted that he had already bought a lot privately, having taken advantage already, and the remaining should be divided equally.

Other Impure who had contributed high proportions of money also started to object, and once again, the meeting devolved into a mere shouting match.

Even the rulers of kingdoms would abandon all gentlemanly decorum at such a time, what remained was a naked struggle for interests.

Domino Lauri quietly watched them argue without saying a word, simply and silently taking out that bottle of alchemical potion and opening the stopper on top.

A subtle aroma began to waft from the bottle, quickly filling the entire conference room.

The other Impure didn’t notice at all, still arguing fiercely, their faces flushed, breathing rapidly, unwittingly inhaling a lot of the potion.

As time passed, the volume of their argument started to dwindle, each member of the Impure sitting in their chairs with an unstoppable drowsiness on their faces.

Suddenly, one of them lit up with magic radiance, suggesting some kind of defensive magic was activating. The Impure jolted awake, realizing they’d been tricked, but as they stood, they were overcome with dizziness once again.

Domino Lauri watched her "old friend" of many years until he collapsed back into his seat.

Indeed, some Magic Equipment could eliminate the effect of the alchemical potion, but most defensive magic only instantly dispelled abnormal statuses, not immunizing against them.

And since the potion had evaporated for so long, it had already filled the entire conference room.

Dispelling was useless, for with the next breath, they would inhale the alchemical potion into their bodies again.

Of course, not everyone could be resolved so easily.

Sadyo Lus, who made the most noise just now, seemed to realize something was wrong, not only activating Magic Equipment that dispelled negative effects but also hurriedly covering his mouth and nose.

"Domino, you wretch, what do you think you are doing?!" Sadyo Lus asked in a muffled voice.

Domino Lauri sighed and said, "Nothing much, I just want to survive."

An alchemical potion was thrown at Sadyo Lus, the wealthiest Impure Chant noble dodging swiftly, but once the glass bottle shattered, it exploded into a cloud of smoke that enveloped him.

The next second, he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Domino Lauri then stood up and walked around the conference room.

After confirming that everyone had entered a state of half-sleep, she spoke in a low voice, "Listen to me, when you wake up, you will put aside all disputes and hand over all the Soul Currency to me for management..."

Everything Domino Lauri did was witnessed by Zariel and Goddess Tiamat, who were in Hell.

Goddess Tiamat said, "I quite enjoy this kind of drama between villains turning on each other."

Zariel, too, smiled contentedly; no devil disliked this sort of drama, but she couldn’t help but sigh, "That Lich had calculated all of this already; he even guessed Domino Lauri’s betrayal. If he hadn’t tipped me off in advance, I really wouldn’t have been able to cooperate with this performance."

Goddess Tiamat said, "It’s a pity, that Lich is resolutely against us. He isn’t sincerely working for us; he’s definitely thinking of how to scheme against us now."

Zariel also regretted it. Although she favored brave warriors, she wasn’t averse to intelligent people. On the contrary, what Zariel’s ranks lacked the most were these cerebral types. If that Lich could have served her, how wonderful that would have been.

However, Zariel reassured Goddess Tiamat, "Don’t worry, they have no idea about our real plan. Let’s just see how far this Lich can go."