This Lich Requests More Remuneration
Chapter 504 - 463: Why Is It with You?_2

Chapter 504: Chapter 463: Why Is It with You?_2

For a Deity, this was not an impossible feat.

What exactly did Talos have in mind by bringing himself here?

Was it mere caprice, a desire to witness a duel between mortals?

The thoughts of a Deity are always elusive, especially for one as unreasonable as Talos. But this was of no significance to Amberser, who was solely intent on capturing those ancient Heroic Spirits.

"Since this Storm Coliseum is related to the Giant Civilization, the Heroic Spirits are likely to be in the form of Giants," he thought.

These Giant Heroic Spirits were indeed valuable treasures. Especially those souls that had wandered for so many years without dissipating—how resilient they must be. With just a bit of processing, they could become top-tier Undead, possessing the potential to reach Legendary Rank.

If he could come upon a few thousand such Heroic Spirits, he could undoubtedly assemble the most formidable Undead Troops in the world. Capable of charging into battle bathed in Holy Light, what would the Laine Paladin Legion count for then? They would be crushed to bits should they dare to leave the city.

However, a few thousand might be too greedy for Amberser. Two thousand would suffice, a number he could also accept.

Pondering this, Amberser opened up his private space and invited out Arthur Laine, who had been idling away to no particular purpose.

Arthur Laine still bore the guise of full Mecha, with the Artifact Hourglass placed at its core. The entire suit of Mecha was an extension of the Divine Artifact, allowing him to move freely.

But it seemed Arthur Laine had grown accustomed to staying in one place, usually passing the time in chat with the Old Elf King through the Magic Mirror, keeping up with current events, and then showing no other interests.

Today, being summoned by Amberser, Arthur Laine asked in befuddlement, "Do you need my help against the Paladins again?"

If given the choice, Arthur Laine truly did not wish to engage with these younger generations. It felt like an adult bullying a child, and more crucially, the opposition spared no effort, complicating matters whenever Arthur Laine wished to show mercy.

Amberser shook his head and explained the current situation.

"Arthur, it’s time for you to stretch your muscles. I aim to reclaim these Giant Heroic Spirits, and you would be the best help for me. Perhaps when I’ve claimed these Heroic Spirits, they can even keep you company," he said.

Hearing that it wasn’t against his own descendants, interest immediately sparked within Arthur Laine.

He wasn’t truly a shut-in; it was just that this world always felt alien to him. Now, to encounter a group of Heroic Spirits from the Giant Tribe even older than him? It was high time he showed the vigor and warmth of a younger man, and he too wanted to stretch his muscles.

"However, I expended quite a bit last time," Arthur Laine admitted somewhat sheepishly.

The drawback of being a Heroic Spirit was the complete exhaustion of their power with every action, which was remarkably difficult to replenish.

Since the last great battle, Amberser had not "recharged" him.

"Don’t worry, no Emperor would send starved soldiers to battle. I understand that principle well."

Amberser brought out a heap of corpse materials, all collected from his recent underwater campaigning—transforming them all into fragments for creating Pseudo-Souls—and allowed Arthur Laine to eat his fill.

Ordinarily, these things could have fetched a good sum of money, but now, Amberser could not afford to worry about such waste.

Here, not only were there Giant Heroic Spirits, but also thousands of Githyanki. Amberser had just exhausted the power of the Golden Throne and was in his weakest state.

With only Airel by his side, who provided no security whatsoever, it was natural to bring out Arthur Laine, the strongest combatant.

Airel had been quietly watching Amberser operate, even thinking that ’Arthur’ was just the name of the Mecha, but the more she listened, the more she felt something was wrong.

Airel couldn’t help but ask Amberser, "Is this a Paladin? A Laine Paladin captured by you?"

Amberser, however, shook his head and said, "I wouldn’t dare claim to have captured him. This is Arthur Laine, the Heroic Spirit of that Legendary Holy King!"

"Which Holy King?" Airel was first startled, then suddenly her beautiful eyes widened in shock, exclaiming, "Arthur Laine? That Arthur Laine? That... that..."

It was the first time Amberser saw Airel stutter, unable to complete her sentence after repeating "that" for quite some time.

It wasn’t surprising; even though Fury Tide Kingdom saw Laine Empire as a mortal enemy, even though they were driven out of the continent by Laine People, it did not tarnish their respect for Arthur Laine.

Slaying the Magic Dragon Tyrant and liberating the whole world, his remarkable merits were enough to make Arthur Laine an idol to everyone.

Moreover, at the time of Arthur Laine’s death, the people of Fury Tide Kingdom were still living on the continent, the faith conflict had not even begun, so this hatred had nothing to do with the Holy King.

Arthur Laine was quite embarrassed; his reluctance to venture out was for this reason.

In his memory, he was merely a "guard" who stole a Magic Dragon’s Divine Artifact; all the remarkable deeds of slaying the Magic Dragon and establishing an empire had nothing to do with him.

Now everyone he met practically worshipped him to no end, giving him the feeling that he had stolen someone else’s glory, and what made it even more helpless was the complexity of the matter, leaving him unable to explain.

Arthur Laine could only seek help with his eyes from Amberser, who was accustomed to such situations and quickly clarified the origin of the Heroic Spirit of the Holy King to Airel. However, halfway through the explanation, Arthur spontaneously interjected, "Indeed, I had not expected to get struck by a Ghost Ship right after breaking the Seal."

Upon hearing this, Airel immediately furrowed her brow in thought.

Moments later, she said in surprise, "Struck by a Ghost Ship? Were you sealed in Fury Tide Kingdom?"

Arthur Laine replied, "Yes, but when I was sealed there, it was still an uninhabited desert island."

Amberser really wanted to cover Arthur Laine’s mouth; why was he always so talkative? Hadn’t he had enough of video chatting with the Old Elf King?

When Amberser had pretended to be Monger Greyriver, he found the Magical Hourglass sealed in Fury Tide Kingdom. He tricked the locals of the kingdom into retreating ten kilometers away and then, together with Aige, managed to suppress the Heroic Spirit of Arthur Laine.

To Airel, however, this incident appeared to be completely different. She was swayed by Amberser to believe that there was a Divine Artifact sealed within the Fury Tide Kingdom, an artifact that greatly restrained the Undead. Thus, the captain of the Silent Night Pirate Group personally went ashore and took possession of this artifact. Because Monger Greyriver was valuable to this powerful Undead, he agreed to collaborate with the Fury Tide Kingdom.

Now, as Airel pieced it together, she said excitedly, "So the major battle back then was between the captain of the Silent Night Pirate Group and you! I’ve always regretted not being a part of it... wait, since it was the captain of the Silent Night Pirate Group who took the Heroic Spirit of the Holy King..."

Turning her head towards Amberser, Airel asked, "Master Ultraman, why did the Heroic Spirit of His Majesty the Holy King end up in your hands?"