This Lich Requests More Remuneration
Chapter 677 - 591 Perfunctory and Serious_2

Chapter 677: Chapter 591 Perfunctory and Serious_2

Hake Stone did not doubt the weight of Amberser’s words, but he still couldn’t understand why he, of all people, should go to Laine.

"What exactly do you want to do? What kind of ceremony requires me to preside over it?"

"I’ve discussed it with Withered Rose, and we want to end the rule of the Royal Family of Ryan in the most formal manner possible. But the Laine People definitely won’t take this ceremony seriously, not to mention that the knowledgeable ones are probably nearly all dead. Even if there are some who know the various details, they won’t put their hearts into it."

Amberser understood human nature well. The Laine People held various forms of disdain for the Undead. Now they were just barely tolerating the emergence of Withered Rose. It was impossible to expect them to manage the ceremony properly. Perhaps they would opt for simplicity, conducting it in the most perfunctory and concise manner, finishing with just a few words.

Amberser could not let the Laine People do this, so Hake Stone was the most suitable candidate.

Not to mention other aspects, Hake Stone was a highly formidable historian who knew more about Laine than many of the current Laine People. After all, he had lived for several centuries, many generations longer than the oldest of the Laine People.

"I want you to handle this matter flawlessly, without any mistakes. I will make it clear to the Laine People to fully cooperate with you. If anyone disobeys, tell me directly. I will have them kneel in front of you and beg for forgiveness."

Upon hearing this, Hake Stone immediately said excitedly, "I will definitely help with this favor! I also want to see the Laine People bowing and admitting their wrongs in front of me!"

Because there were only a few days left until the ceremony Amberser spoke of, Hake Stone couldn’t wait to teleport to the Laine Imperial Capital.

And there to meet him was the Supreme Decree, James Watson, with an extremely ugly expression. This old man had loathed the Undead for a lifetime, yet now he needed to personally welcome a Vampire and cast a protection spell to shield him from the effects of the Holy Light, allowing him to move freely in the Imperial Capital.

Hake Stone also never imagined that one day he would be able to enter the Imperial Capital. Excitedly, he pulled out the Necromancy Codex and tried to show off in the chat area like Amberser.

[Dislikes Humans: Friends, I’m in the Imperial Capital of Laine, just stepped off the Teleportation Circle.]

However, the group was silent, not even a single person to flatter him.

After waiting for a long time, Hake Stone closed the Necromancy Codex with an unhappy face. Without Amberser, it seemed like there wasn’t even anyone left in the Elegy Poetry Society to brag to, as if it had disbanded.

In a foul mood, Hake Stone’s expression became even more arrogant. Rising two meters into the air, he looked down at James Watson and said, "You are the Supreme Decree of Laine? Is the venue for the ceremony ready?"

For the first time in his life, James Watson had to look up to a Dwarf, wishing a Holy Light would purify him, but at that moment he could only grit his teeth and endure.

"The venue is in the Royal Palace, please follow me."

James Watson led Hake Stone to the Royal Palace, which was already quite deserted and now even more empty, with not a single person in sight.

Ever since the entire Imperial Family had died, this place had become like a haunted house. If not for the recent need, there probably wouldn’t even be anyone to clean.

The grand hall of the Royal Palace, formerly used for holding sacrificial ceremonies, had been modified a bit, ready to facilitate the last handover ceremony of the Ryan Royalty.

James Watson had indeed made an effort. Not only had he ordered a thorough cleaning, but he had also rearranged the setting.

However, Hake Stone pointed at the carpet as soon as he entered and said, "Are you idiots? The Platinum Rose carpet? That’s the pattern used for the founding ceremony of Laine. Is this the founding? Are blooming Golden Roses appropriate for this occasion? Aren’t you afraid of being laughed at?"

Hake Stone’s words made James Watson’s face turn red with anger, and he could only retort, "This is the only pattern we have!"

The Platinum Rose pattern had been in use from the founding of Laine up to now. Who could have thought that the Rose symbolizing the Royal Family would "wither" one day? Where could they find a different pattern now, there wasn’t enough time to design a new one.

However, Hake Stone had come prepared and threw a blueprint at James Watson.

"Make it according to my design. Don’t tell me that in all of Laine, you can’t even manage this much."

James Watson took the blueprint and, after one glance, his face showed an expression of surprise.

Although he really disliked the undead, the design in front of him indeed caught his eye. This decoration style was indeed in line with the lineage of the Royal Family of Ryan, but after many details had been modified, it truly gave off a solemn and serious impression, which was more suitable for the theme of the ceremony.

This was no haphazard scribble, the designer must have had a profound understanding of Laine’s history and also possessed impressive aesthetic design skills.

Could this vampire in front of him also be an artist?

However, James Watson didn’t feel like making a fuss over it. As Amberser had guessed, this ceremony represented the ultimate disgrace for the Laine people, why bother with such complicated preparations, when something good enough would suffice?

James Watson said, "It’s too late, a few days are simply not enough time to redo everything."

Hake Stone sneered and pulled out the Magic Mirror right in front of James Watson.

Amberser appeared in the Magic Mirror quickly after hearing Hake Stone’s account. He calmly asked the High Judge, "Are you certain there’s not enough time?"

"Indeed, there’s not enough time."

James Watson decided to insist that it couldn’t be done. Ryan had a shortage of people everywhere; everyone was busy, who would waste their time on such a trivial matter?

"How many days do you need?" Amberser asked again.

James Watson said, "At least two months to prepare, but now we have less than ten days until the International Council."

Amberser then said with a smile, "Alright, how about I just delay the International Council by half a year?"

James Watson suddenly became agitated and said, "How could that be possible?!"

That was the date set by the Lord of the Dawn, who would dare to delay it? This guy’s arrogance knew no bounds!

But Amberser didn’t care about that, he said coldly, "I say it’s delayed, it’s delayed. If this ceremony isn’t done right, I assure you no one will attend the meeting."

It wasn’t a threat, just a straightforward statement.

Whether it was the Orcs, the Dwarves, the Elves, the Druids, or even overseas kingdoms, any kingdom would give Amberser this respect. If he chose to intervene, the International Council would not be able to proceed.

With a sigh, James Watson said helplessly, "Why must you give me such a hard time? A few days really isn’t enough to redecorate, even ordering new carpets with these patterns alone is impossible in this timeframe."

"If there isn’t enough time, then speed it up."

Amberser pointed casually, and a huge Space Gate appeared in the center of the Royal Palace.

"This is my personal space, where I’ve adjusted the flow of time. One day on the outside is a month inside. Everyone working, get in there. After you’re done, bring the stuff out and redecorate. Ten days should be enough for you to redecorate, right?"

Although Amberser had descended to Hell, his personal space was just a special spatial coordinate that hadn’t been destroyed with the shattering of his soul. As long as Amberser still controlled this coordinate, he could freely open his personal space and continue to use its time manipulation function.

Unable to restrain himself, James Watson asked, "What exactly do you want to do? Why take it to this extent?"

He didn’t really understand. Was the end of the Ryan Royalty actually that important to him?

"It’s none of your business, just do as told. And don’t push me, or I won’t care whether Ryan falls or not, not even the Lord of the Dawn will get my respect!"

Amberser couldn’t be bothered to explain. The proposition of the undead reclaiming their humanity was too frightening; revealing it might just give the old man a heart attack on the spot. Besides, explaining was too much of a hassle, better to keep playing mysterious.

Hearing Amberser leverage the Lord of the Dawn against him, James Watson recalled a prophecy he had heard before. He said to Amberser, "My lord has a message for me to pass on to you. He said He would personally reward you, and you can have whatever you desire. Why not try praying to my lord? Maybe you won’t need to go through all this trouble."