The fire in the lich's eyes solidified for a moment, probably because she didn't expect that she would have such an answer.

After a while, he realized that he might have to give some reaction.

After hesitating for a moment, the lich raised the hand that was resting on the book, and gently touched the head of the reduced mud monster with the force of tidying up her precious fur: "What did you dream about?"

When asked a question, he did not realize that he subconsciously lowered his voice, as if he was just intimidating the child who had just woken up.

However, his movements and voice obviously did not bring much effect: the mud monster's protruding eyes were even more stunned, and after a while he replied: "Not very good - I dreamed that I poked you."

“…”

It was indeed not very good, and he was unhappy when he heard it.

"Oh," the unhappy lich withdrew his hand, "disappointed you."

"No, not disappointed at all." It seemed that there was no feeling the mockery in the lich's tone. Its eyes gradually became flexible. Gourgled and stretched towards the lich, but stopped when it was about to touch it, "Hal, it's really you, right? Can I touch you?"

“…”

The lich intuitively felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong. Of course, it was okay to touch something. It was normal for this kind of situation like being trapped by a nightmare, but for some reason, it changed a little bit when she said it from her mouth.

He felt that he could not agree, but if he didn't agree, he felt a little guilty.

——So why is it so contradictory?

The mud monster Lin on the opposite side naturally didn't know that his simple proposal would cause the lich, whose mental state had always been stable, to fall into a brief chaos.

She waited for a while and found that the lich was silent. She simply stopped being polite, stretched out a little, and touched it quickly.

The lich's finger bones are cold and hard. After careful polishing, they have a very comfortable and slight rough feeling.

Lin couldn't help but stretch out another tentacle and wanted to touch it again. Unexpectedly, the other party had already reacted and suddenly pulled his hand back, and the soul fire in his eyes stared at her indefinitely.

"What are you doing?" The lich's voice was hard to tell, "Hasn't it confirmed?"

"Oh." Lin was embarrassed, but when she took back her tentacles, she quietly wiped two more hands on the corner of the lich's robe. After confirming the real touch, she finally felt relieved.

The great lord who had repeatedly confirmed that the lord's hand had returned was in a good mood and was refreshed.

She immediately changed into her most beautiful winged snakeskin, and took a dignified territory in front of the lord's hand, and then couldn't wait to ask: "Why are you back? What happened before? Phoenix didn't cause trouble for you, right?"

This was the Lich's expectation reaction. He closed the book on his knees, looked at Shenasha, who had returned to normal appearance in the sky, and spoke slowly: "This is a bit complicated to say-"

...

In fact, Phoenix's request can be said to be expected - of course the worst situation expected.

Hal's original intention was to return all the things that had been taken away from Anshull to Phoenix. Of course, he did not forget to make up for some gifts and his experience in recent years.

But Phoenix's stinginess still gave him a headache.

He asked Hal to replace Nightmare and become a "monitor" again, supervising Anthur and all the lich information of the entire abyss.

Of course this is an angry word—or half true or half false.

They have been together for almost hundreds of years and know each other well.

Phoenix's meaning is that Hal must restore everything to its original state, especially the "monitor" hanging on the pyramid, if he can't do it, he has to stay.

In other words, Hal still has a choice.

If it were the case before, facing such stupid conditions, Hal would naturally leave. But now it doesn't work. He must make Phoenix stop attacking Yinqiu - according to his estimate of Lin's body, if he goes directly, he can at most bear a round of achievements.

That is to say, before the next round of charge attacks begins, he must resolve the white-robed mentor's requirements.

This requirement cannot be said to be rude, it is just a bit tricky under limited time.

Of course, nightmare cannot be left behind.

He only told Phoenix that he brought back all the information, but he did not tell the white-robed mentor that this modified Mud Bama was the original product. And if he really dared to do this, his great lord would probably be able to kill Shinasha directly tomorrow.

Of course he couldn't stay.

There are still many work to deal with in the territory - he doesn't know whether the great lord will kill him, but this kind of thing will always affect work efficiency.

The skeleton monster he brought with him was not useful, and his qualifications were too poor. It was originally just to prove that they did not violate the taboos in the framework, but Phoenix probably knew it a long time ago, so he looked like he didn't care.

So the remaining method is to use local materials.

There is no place where bone material can be more than Anthur's.

However, the first ban on Lich Academy is that "there is absolutely no permission to openly kill similar people."

This sentence is very interesting.

It leaves room for the lich who loves "research" and "learning" to explore its own mysteries.

On the other hand, the so-called first ban can be fully understood as: "As long as it is not discovered, do whatever you like - including the same kind."

Hal was familiar with Anthur, just as he was familiar with how many bones there were on his new body.

So it is not a big problem to find a dark corner.

The problem is that time is tight, so he goes to find a lich who meets the criteria?

The brain capacity must be large and the mind must be stable.

Those who meet this requirement in the Lich Academy must be at the tutor level.

Kidnapping mentor?

Stop kidding.

This is why Phoenix asked Hal to hang his own head - of course he wouldn't hang it all his life, but before finding a replacement, Hal himself is obviously the best and only choice.

The lich walked down the space on the top of the tower along the stairs floating in the air. Below the top floor is still the office area of ​​Phoenix people, and further down is the experimental area, where there are many laboratory rooms for the lich who are addicted to alchemy - one of them once belonged to him.

Hal decided to go and try his luck.

If it doesn't work, then you can only use the worst solution first, and then find a way to let Nightmare go out to deliver a letter to Lin.

When I walked through Phoenix's office area, I felt that the surroundings were probably safe. The nightmare, which had been hiding in my sleeves, finally poked out my head, "If it doesn't work, I'll stay first."

"No." The lich rejected it, "Your body is hers now-what are you? Do you think I don't want to use you? I mean, I have no right to dispose of her property without authorization."

"But Hal!" Nightmare was anxious, "How could she let you..."

"I always have a way to get out." Hal was not panicked.

"Mr. Har?"

Nightmare wanted to say something else, but suddenly heard someone calling Hal's name behind them, and immediately retracted the lich's sleeve.

Hal turned around and saw a human-shaped lich with extremely clean bones - the yellowish flame in his eyes showed that the lich was still very young.

He didn't remember having contact with such a lich, and he felt that his voice was vaguely familiar.

"Sir Har, you don't recognize me?" The young lich opened his teeth slightly. If his flesh and blood were still there, it would have been a rather shy smile. "I am Kaka-you should still remember my real name."

"Ah, it's you." Hal remembered.

He naturally remembered the young lich who entered Anshur with Lin.

He reexamined the bones on the young lich and saw something new: "Your transformation is very thorough - was it Phoenix's own hands?"

"Yes," Kaka said with a smile, "Person Phoenix is ​​very nice to me."

"Oh," Hal paused, "It seems that he is very optimistic about your qualifications."

"Yes," Kaka nodded slightly.

The flames in Hal's eyes shook slightly.

——An excellent lich, a Lich who both Phoenix believes is very good.

What the result means is self-evident.

"...My previous laboratory is below. Are you interested in going to sit there?" he asked.

"Okay." The young lich agreed without hesitation as before.

——How did Phoenix teach?

If it were before, Hal probably had mocked him. Had he taught this lich that in Anxuer, he would never agree to another lich's invitation easily? Especially when entering the other party's laboratory?

Even though he knew it wasn't supposed to, Hal still felt a little hesitant, and he immediately realized where this hesitation came from.

——It feels a bit bad to attack acquaintances.

He rarely encounters this situation.

When he was addicted to alchemy, most of the things he had in his hands were guys who couldn't speak well, or things he could no longer speak.

Although he did not intend to give up, his steps towards leading the way could not help but slow down.

"Although it hasn't been apart for too long, I always feel like I've been missing for a long time." The lich walking beside seemed to be conscious, and still spoke with the liveliness of the young man. "Is Lord Mulala okay?"

"good."

"I've come back this time...it seems not too long since I lasted. Are you here to find the teacher because you have encountered some trouble?"

“…Nothing, it’s just something.”

"If there is anything I can help, please make sure to tell me." The young lich said with a brisk smile, "I will do everything I can to help."

Hal stopped.

The young lich also stopped.

"All help?" Hal asked, "Are you sure?"

"Yes," the young lich's voice disappeared after death, and became softer and more stable. "No matter what you need is my bones or souls, as long as it is what I have, there is nothing wrong with it."
Chapter completed!