This Lich Requests More Remuneration
Chapter 567 - 505 Coming Soon_2

Chapter 567: Chapter 505 Coming Soon_2

Amberser walked up to him, patted his shoulder and said, "From the corner where we peek at fate, the people around us will step into their destined deaths one by one, and when you’re about to become numb, it will be your turn. Every prophet mage goes through this. Have you read through the notes brought by Selwyn, and have you understood them?"

Harvey nodded silently.

This junior sister not only brought another prophet mage’s last words but also the magical notes that the old man had studied throughout his life. Harvey had taken the time to study them and had almost understood the knowledge passed down from Selwyn’s lineage.

Amberser said enviously, "Your talent really is exaggerated. I’m starting to understand why the Goddess of Fate was willing to snatch you from the hands of Dimogorgen."

Initially, Harvey had been deceived into worshiping Dimogorgen and had even become an evil sorcerer. Then, after glancing at the "Prophet Mage Introduction" written by Amberser, he had smoothly changed his class. Amberser wouldn’t believe it was possible without the Goddess of Fate’s intervention.

If the Goddess of Fate had her own chosen ones, then Harvey was definitely one of them.

It’s just that this goddess was fickle, and Amberser didn’t know if Harvey could withstand the punches and kicks of the goddess.

"Teacher... what can I do for you?"

Harvey was very sad. Even on that day when he knew he was going to die, he hadn’t felt so bad. Like many others around Amberser, Harvey was also a poor child who hadn’t felt much warmth from a young age, but it was after following this "evil" lich that he experienced a lot of affection.

At least this teacher truly taught him everything she knew without reservation, and when he faced a desperate situation, it was this teacher who didn’t hesitate to reverse time to save him.

However, when the teacher met her own death, Harvey couldn’t do anything.

Amberser thought for a moment, then said to Harvey, "There may be countless ways destiny unfolds, whether it’s me, Mr. Misfortune, or Selwyn, we’ve all walked one path to the status of legendary, but in the end, we all failed.

"Every prophet mage ultimately has to defy destiny, only to be defeated by it. It’s like our fate, but you still have a chance. Harvey, you may be the prophet mage with the best chance of breaking free from the control of fate. Don’t disappoint us.

"If you’re asking what you can do, then I hope you can travel further along the path we three have taken. Even if you can’t, you should pioneer a broader future for those who come after, bringing them one step closer to the end."

"Teacher... I will... I certainly will make it."

Harvey bowed his head, clenched his eyes shut, but ultimately his tears still fell from the corners of his eyes.

Amberser walked past Harvey. This student was also a man who had been through many ups and downs; he could certainly pull through on his own, no need for comfort.

After leaving the vault, Amberser came to the other side of the island, where an underground palace had been built specifically for the members of the Elegy Poetry Society.

Although the members were all legendary, and except for the vampire, none were particularly afraid of the sunlight, a large group of undead walking on the island was quite frightening. To not affect business, they had to inconvenience the members a bit.

Hurrying along, he saw Hake Stone, the vampire, propped up with a painting easel, dabbing and smearing, looking quite professional.

All the members of the Elegy Poetry Society had arrived... except the Guild Leader.

A group of undead stood in front of Hake Stone, striking various poses for the vampire to paint.

Seeing Amberser appear, Headless Knight Gareth quickly called out, "Brother, finally got some free time, eh? Come over, this spot is for you."

Gareth pointed to a space next to Withered Rose, which was specifically reserved for Amberser.

Fortunately, it was painting and not photography; otherwise, they couldn’t have waited for Amberser to show up.

Amberser walked over to everyone, confused, and asked, "Why the sudden idea to paint a picture?"

Withered Rose explained with a smile, "That vampire said it’s rare for us all to gather, and since we’re here for this historic event, we should paint a picture as a memento."

Amberser nodded, it made sense.

The members of the Elegy Poetry Society were all personages who dominated their own realms, indeed it was rare for them to be together, and combined with events like the peace treaties and the Deity’s wedding, it would indeed become a significant marking in history.

Hake Stone was quite clever; this painting would surely sell for a high price in the future.

Could he possibly get the kings together for a painting before the grand assembly begins?

Imagine the Orc King standing beside the Emperor of Laine; how beautiful that scene would be, ready to turn into a real "world-famous painting" at any moment!

Considering this, Amberser suddenly heard Hake Stone speak, "Hey, don’t keep that skull look; like that, who could recognize who you are? Look around you, you’re the only skeleton, it doesn’t fit the painting style!"

Amberser was startled for a moment and took a look at his friends nearby; it really seemed to be the case.

Withered Rose’s body had been preserved in mercury, somehow maintaining her living appearance, exuding the air of a noble and stunning beauty. Headless Bro might have no head, but his armored and muscular physique was quite handsome. Miss Bone Dragon also appeared in her Dragon Soul form.

Aige, of course, was the humanoid projection, and then there was Ghoul Yugas, whom he had met before; despite the terrifying fangs, he was still flesh and blood and composed with grace.