This Lich Requests More Remuneration
Chapter 742 - 616: The Deceiver with Extensive Connections_3

Chapter 742: Chapter 616: The Deceiver with Extensive Connections_3

Amberser’s fame in hell had almost become synonymous with Hell Law itself, just mentioning his name was enough to send shivers down one’s spine.

The devil who recognized Harvey cautiously dodged Zariel’s Holy Light and came to Harvey’s side, saying, "Mr. Harvey, how did you end up in hell?"

Harvey looked in confusion at the giant devil towering several heads above him and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am Lorencos, once associated with your mentor. I used to be a paladin under Laine."

Harvey excitedly said, "Mr. Lorencos! My teacher has mentioned your name before!"

Wasn’t this the legendary paladin who had been coaxed into treason when Amberser dealt with the Ironblood General?

If it weren’t for Lorencos’s help, Amberser wouldn’t have been able to settle the great trouble on the border of the Impure Chant. Without the death of the Ironblood General, the Little Demon Dragon Emperor wouldn’t have had to take the field personally, and there wouldn’t be the subsequent events.

But, what was all that which just happened?

Lorencos explained, "We are all Iron Guards loyal to Duke Zariel..."

In the first layer of hell, there exists a very special group, the knights who followed Zariel in the invasion of hell.

Not every Hell Knight is a traitor, on the contrary, most Hell Knights died heroically in battle, or fought to the last moment alongside Zariel.

It is precisely because the struggle was so arduous that some turned traitor, sealing off their way back to cover up their own crimes of desertion.

These loyal Hell Knights remained utterly devoted to Zariel even as she became the Fallen Angel, their loyalty never wavering.

After countless years, Zariel dispersed these most faithful knights to various positions in hell, while quietly expanding her strength.

Lorencos, who had recently joined, admired the ideals of this band of Hell Knights. After his faith shattered and he became a sinner, all that remained for Lorencos was his unabashed loyalty to Laine.

Loyalty is beautiful, and Lorencos, as a former paladin, acted in a way that endeared him quickly to this group of Hell Knights, who readily accepted this new member.

Zariel was now going all-in, having activated all her latent forces. The Hell Knights were Zariel’s ultimate trump card.

Though Lorencos had never met Harvey, he knew of him. Once Amberser’s reputation spread, those around him became subjects of close attention, and Lorencos had specifically studied them.

Harvey also relayed Zariel’s earlier words, and without hesitation, Lorencos pushed the Magic Mirror into his hands.

As Harvey took the Magic Mirror, he couldn’t help but marvel at the Goddess of Fate’s favor—it was too powerful, things really did go as one wished... no, they even came to pass without wishing.

Even in areas Harvey hadn’t considered, fate had arranged everything crystal clear.

Opening the Magic Mirror to contact Amberser, Harvey hastily relayed everything that had just happened to his teacher.

Amberser listened, his mouth agape. How fast the world changes, not even a Diviner Mage could have predicted such an outlandish future.

Yet, amidst his shock, Amberser didn’t bother with Zariel who was running out of time, nor did he inquire about the authority over the first layer of hell. Instead, he showed deep concern as he asked Harvey, "Have you ascended to legendary?"

Harvey nodded. The feeling was unmistakable; he had inadvertently ascended to legendary.

His previous premonition was not wrong. Upon returning to his teacher’s castle, then came his ascension, but Harvey still didn’t understand why he couldn’t tell others; however, it wasn’t very important. After all, the ascent was successful, everything was going smoothly.

"What is your Legendary Grace?" asked Amberser.

The Legendary Grace of a Diviner Mage is usually quite outlandish. Like Amberser’s Destiny Weaving, the effects of this ability were extremely heaven-defying. If not for Amberser deciding to be a scoundrel, this power could have certainly surpassed the Golden Throne.

"I call it the Favor of the Goddess of Fate..."

Harvey briefly explained the effects of his Legendary Grace, prompting Amberser to ask with an irresistible concern, "And the cost?"

"There is no cost, and it almost doesn’t exhaust me at all. I feel like I can maintain this state indefinitely," said Harvey.

Listening, Amberser felt no joy but instead solemnly reminded Harvey, "Every Diviner Mage’s Legendary Grace appears to have no cost or exhaustion, but anyone who abuses their power will bring tragedy upon themselves. Your Legendary Grace... I cannot say, you have far surpassed me in this regard. However, as your teacher, I must remind you that there is no power without a price, even if you truly are the Godfavored of the Goddess of Fate."

Harvey nodded; he understood this principle himself.

Like a Diviner Mage using divination powers, it seems they can be applied at any time, foreseeing the future without limits, but anyone who dares live their life using this ability will inevitably meet a tragic end. Over the years, Amberser has seen loved ones and friends vanish, separate, or even become enemies, and he himself lived in destitution for most of his life until he resolved to abandon destiny and began to ascend to the pinnacle of his life.

But once he reclaimed the Power of Destiny and repeatedly applied Destiny Weaving, Amberser’s fate was a shattered soul plummeting into hell, nearly without a chance of revival.

Now, Amberser had once again forsaken the Power of Destiny, and the Grand Duke of Hell Zariel was about to hand over the authority of the first layer of hell to him.

Such is the wicked whimsy of the Goddess of Fate; there is simply nowhere to reason with it.

Among the wails heard previously in the net of fate, there were likely many unfortunate souls who had misused the Power of Destiny; only on their dying day did they realize the cost.