This Lich Needs More Money

 Chapter 383: The Enmity of Ten Lifetimes

 Wherever the Holy Light is shrouded, there will also be darkness.

In a small border town in Lane, a ragged and skinny orc was **** in a dungeon.

 Under normal circumstances, the Lions are not allowed to torture and extract confessions, but these are orcs. Orcs are not considered human beings in the Lion Empire. All laws are based on the premise of human supremacy.

Coupled with the fact that Ryan had fought several battles with the orcs, the sudden appearance of this orc in the desert seemed very suspicious.

Even though he was so skinny that he was almost mummified by the sun when he was discovered, he was still sent to the dungeon.

 We must find out where this orc comes from and what he is doing in the desert.

If you can extract valuable information, it will be a great achievement.

Now the Lane people who have just surrendered in the desert have a mentality of eager to make achievements.

Most of these cities that have just joined Lane are populated by desert natives. According to Lane's past rules, education should have been strengthened to turn these desert people into Lane people as soon as possible.

 But there have been too many problems in Ryan recently, and the supreme judge responsible for educating all people has just changed people.

The newly appointed supreme judge changed his previous relaxed and orderly way, and began to use extreme means to promote the teachings of the Lord of the Dawn. So much so that these desert people were quite familiar with the prayers, but they could only recite them verbally, but they could only recite them in their hearts. But not much recognition.

But Shangguan is eager to get results, and endorsement alone is not enough. This has set off a small-scale mutual "supervision" action. If anyone feels that someone is not pious enough, then report it to the tribunal. Naturally, a priest of light will come to check to see if you are a heretic or have any rebellious intentions.

 And the results are often true. The time is too short, and many people just talk about it, and they may become fanatical believers all of a sudden.

As a result, after doing this a few times, these cities were in a state of turmoil and showed faint signs of instability.

Coupled with Ryan's defeat, many desert people even had the idea of ​​​​restoring the rule of the dwarves.

 A riot broke out, but was quickly suppressed by Lane.

The Paladin Legion can’t fight the Githyanki, so why can’t they fight you rebels?

 The result was that the rebels were purged and suppressed. Then comes a period when everyone is more in danger. Now everyone is eager to make meritorious deeds and clear their own suspicions first.

Orcs are a good target. You can torture them casually to make them admit that they are infiltrated spies, and then you can send them to him to perform meritorious service.

　　From the small soldiers to the adults above, everyone can share some of the credit for their efforts. I don’t dare to expect any extravagant rewards. At least I can sleep peacefully for a few days without fear of being reported to the tribunal.

 They captured the orc and whipped him a few times, but they did not dare to continue. This orc looked too weak, and he was really afraid that he would be beaten to death by accident, so the credit would be halved.

One of the jailers said to his companions: "This orc is almost out of breath. Why don't you give him some water first?"

"Okay, I'll give him some water, and you can look for this man's luggage to see if there's any other information."

A jailer walked over and gave the dry orc a drink of water. The orc, who seemed to be running out of breath, finally calmed down and said in a weak voice: "Meat, I want to eat meat."

Just after he finished speaking, he received a slap on the face, and the jailer yelled: "You still want to eat meat?! I don't dare to eat it every day! You, a prisoner, still want to eat meat? You don't even have moldy bread!"

 Hands slapped him one by one, causing half of the orc's face to swell, but he did not cry out in pain, but lowered his eyes, as if he did not dare to look at the jailer.

　　The jailer, whose palms were sore from the beating, walked to his companion and asked, "How are you doing? Did you find anything good?"

“There is nothing, just an empty water bag, and not a single copper coin, that’s all.”

 A book that was tightly wrapped in oil paper was dug out. It was a large, thick book that looked like an ancient book of considerable age.

"The title of this book..."Introduction to the Prophecy Mage"? I seem to have heard of the Prophecy Mage. Is it a book on magic?"

The two jailers opened the ancient book and found that half of the words on it could be read apart, but they were completely incomprehensible when put together, let alone the dazzlingly complicated patterns on it. My head feels dizzy.

The orc who had been silent suddenly spoke after seeing the book and said: "Put down that book, it is a treasure passed down from my family."

"A family heirloom? Can you orcs understand the contents of this book? Your brains are as stupid as pigs."

"I know, it must have been stolen. After stealing something, I wanted to run away. As a result, I fainted due to lack of water in the desert. This must be the case."

The two jailers convicted the orc in unison. In their eyes, the orc was a sure winner. And because of their carelessness, they didn't notice that the rope on the orc had been loosened.

This orc's body seems to have suddenly shrunk in size, and the nooses on his hands and feet can be easily taken off, just pretending to be tied up.

The two jailers did not listen to the advice and were still reading the ancient book.

 Tearing, with a very slight sound, a yellowed page tore open, almost occupying half of the page.

The two jailers were a little embarrassed. This was stolen goods, and they would be scolded if they accidentally broke it. However, they could frame this orc... This idea was still brewing, and the two jailers suddenly felt their eyes dim.

The candle that was originally lit in the dungeon suddenly went out. When one of the jailers lit the candle again, he couldn't help but let out a scream.

In the light of the fire, his companion's body and head were separated at this time. The half-dead orc just now was lying on his companion's neck and chewing away.

 This orc is eating people. The still-living jailer's legs became weak and he crawled on the ground trying to turn around and leave. However, he found that his body seemed to be stuck in quicksand and he kept sinking downwards.

 Looking carefully, he is sinking into his own shadow continuously, until only his head is left.

 In this way, he watched as most of his companions were eaten by the orc, leaving only **** skeletons.

The orc burped, and his originally dry body became plump again, with perfect streamlined muscles. If he looked like this at first, they would definitely not use ropes, but shackles him directly.

 But now it was too late to regret it. The orc with his mouth full of blood walked up to the jailer and asked, "You said just now that you had heard of this name?"

"Name? What name? Please, don't kill me, I can take you out!" The jailer's desire to live exploded, and he was willing to do anything he was asked to do.

The orc shook his head and said: "I don't want to go out. I want to find the author of this book, King Elden. You know this name, right? Just now you said you have heard the name Prophecy Mage."

 “Tell you, can you survive?” the jailer asked.

The orc sneered and reached out, tore off his ear, then put it in his mouth and chewed it.

The jailer screamed loudly in pain, trying to attract the attention of people outside, but for some reason, the sound seemed to be trapped in the cell and did not come out at all.

“Say it, or I will eat you, and I guarantee you will live to see your heart!” the orc threatened.

The jailer finally collapsed and quickly explained: "The prophecy mage I was talking about, he exiled the entire Kingdom of Unholy Songs, not the one in the book!"

 The orc stretched out his hand, pinched his other ear, and asked, "What's his name?"

The jailer quickly said: "It seems his name is Ultraman. He is a lich and the undead number one on Ryan's most wanted list!"

 “That’s it? Do you know where he is?”

"I don't know, but he is definitely not here with us. By the way, he must have gone to the sea. After he exiled the Kingdom of Unclean Ode, it turned into the ocean. He must have some purpose. He must be at sea now. You If you go late, you won't be able to find him. I can help you leave as quickly as possible without causing any trouble. I promise..."

But before the jailer could finish his words, the orc broke his neck, then pulled off his other ear and stuffed it into his mouth.

After chewing the ears, the beast carefully wiped his hands and put the ancient book away.

 He did not lie. This ancient book was indeed passed down by his ancestors. But this is not a treasure but a reminder to future generations that they must never forget the **** feud.

 Many years ago, his family had a prominent position and was a famous noble in the Orc Empire.

 But later, they met the author of the book, a man who claimed to be a prophetic mage. Not only was the family's entire property defrauded, but this man also set a trap and caused a conflict with the royal family.

 The result was that all the adult men in the family were beheaded, the women were used as military prostitutes, and the underage children were demoted as slaves.

 Many years later, their family lineage has almost been cut off. Almost ten generations have passed, and now only the young orc in front of him is left.

Originally, he was a slave, until the Lion invaded, and he charged forward as cannon fodder, and even let him cut off the heads of several Lion paladins. With this credit, he was able to return to civilian status and resume his original name - Kargor Kruman.

The name means strong and tenacious warrior, and Kargor Krummen has never let this name disgrace him.

 And on the day that the slave brand was washed away, Kargor Kruman ran away. As a slave, he had no favorable impression of the orc kingdom. After getting rid of the stigma of being a slave, his actions were unrestricted.

Kargor Kluman took this book, the only thing left by his family, and began a clueless journey of revenge.

 After gaining freedom, Kargor Cruman wanted to find this "King of Elden". If he could not find him, he could also find his descendants, and use blood to wash away the shame of the year.

 Just not knowing where this person was, Kargor Kruman chose to investigate as he walked.

 As a legend who was quietly promoted, no one knew what his abilities were, and Kargor Kruman couldn't tell what his abilities were. He only knew that he could control shadows.

 He can turn his shadow into his own weapon, or even a part of his body. This ability allows him to easily walk through the forest and leave the mountains.

It also allows him to easily roam within the territory of Lane, making it impossible for ordinary people to detect him.

But after arriving in the desert, Kargor Kruman was dumbfounded.

It was the first time in his life to go abroad and see the desert for the first time. He never expected that he would be able to walk for several days without seeing any water.

The color of gold dazzled him, and his body became weaker and weaker. If it weren't for the hunger and thirst he was accustomed to when he was a slave, he might have died in the desert long ago.

The two Lane men were unlucky and brought him back, thinking they had picked up a bargain, but who thought they had picked up a demon.

Kargor Kruman put away the ancient book and said to himself: "The sea? I haven't seen it either, so let's go and see it."

Kargor Krumman's body slowly blended into the shadows, and then disappeared completely.

 (End of this chapter)