This Lich Needs More Money

About fate, Amber Xiu's feelings have always been very complicated.

When Amber Xiu just became a prophet, he wanted to kneel down in front of the goddess of fate and kiss her toes. It's so cool to predict the future, and it's so powerful to modify the probability. This is simply the power of a god.

But every time Amber Xiu was about to get carried away, the goddess of fate would give him a headbutt and knock him dizzy.

Now Amber Xiu still remembers the first time he failed to interpret the prophecy, which led to the noble lady he protected being beheaded. Before she died, she looked at Amber Xiu with her innocent eyes, as if she wanted to ask why it was different from what she had agreed.

He was trusted, but he finally let him down.

This feeling made Amber Xiu decadent for a long time, so that his attitude towards fate changed.

In the following time, Amber Xiu kept swinging back and forth. Every time he used the power of fate, it was like painting various colors of paint on the canvas. From blank to colorful, to the end, there were more and more paints, and only a dirty black was left.

There is no way around it. When you increase your intelligence with all your strength and develop towards the direction of a legendary wizard, your memory and comprehension will get better and better. The reason why Amber Xiu was so decisive in transforming into a lich was that he lacked money, and on the other hand, it was also related to these heavy memories.

It was not until he threw away most of his emotions and everything about fate that he began to feel relieved.

So even though Amber Xiu knew so many gods, he never thought of asking the gods to restore his human body, and Amber Xiu never indulged in everything that could simulate human feelings in synesthesia dreams.

The reason is simple. Being a human is too hard. It's so hard to escape. Why jump back?

When you have appetite, lust, greed, desire for performance and other desires, you need not only material enjoyment, but also recognition from others, emotional resonance, and various emotional values ​​and self-satisfaction. Then your troubles are all the things you can't get.

When you only like money, your only trouble is being poor.

It sounds like escaping, and in fact it is. Escape is shameful, but useful.

After reincarnating as a lich, Ambershu had the easiest days in his life. As long as he could make money, he didn't have to worry about anything.

But fate still followed him like a shadow, as if it couldn't bear to see him comfortable.

The person called the prophecy mage by Aldarian was quickly sent to Ambershu. She was a young girl with an ordinary appearance, the kind that would never be recognized in a crowd.

But the moment he saw the girl, Ambershu suddenly remembered something, and before the other party introduced herself, he asked: "Do you know the name Selwin?"

The girl was slightly stunned, and said in a serious tone: "The unrevealed fate is hidden in the shadows, and I avoid the destined death in the shadows. Hello, Master Ultraman, Selwin is my teacher, and I now inherit this name."

Ambershu recalled an old man with disheveled hair and a beggar-like face. He was an opponent he met in the wilderness many years ago.

Ambershu still remembered that the bet between the two was very interesting, just flipping a coin.

Ambersu bet that the coin would stand up, and the old man bet that it would not.

In the end, the coin flew into the sky and was taken away by a crow.

The most interesting part of this bet is that Ambersu's destiny dice had been thrown out, and he saw the future of the coin standing up, but the old man named Selwyn could not change the future locked by Ambersu, so his method was to cover up this future.

No one could see the coin standing up, so no one could confirm whether destiny had come.

Ambersu thought that the old man was just cheating at the time, but later he figured out that this man was better than himself.

Destiny cannot be changed after it is revealed. The old man's method is to prevent this destiny from being revealed and infinitely postpone the time when destiny comes.

For the prophet who hangs out with the goddess of fate, this trick is almost equivalent to blasphemy.

Perhaps there are countless ways to interpret destiny, and each prophet chooses a different path, and the goddess of fate is more tolerant than imagined.

The inconspicuous little girl in front of him is exactly the same as the old man back then. She is standing there but seems to be standing in nothingness. If Harvey were here, he would find that this girl has many times fewer threads of fate than ordinary people, just like she has lost many connections with the world.

Amber Xiu said with emotion: "Since you said you inherited the name Selwin, I think my old friend should be gone."

The girl said calmly: "Master Ultraman, according to what the teacher said, you only met once, and you robbed all his money."

Amber Xiu said without embarrassment: "Your teacher lost and refused to admit it. Of course, you have to pay the price for playing tricks."

When the crow took the coin away, Amber Xiu beat the old man and took his wallet away. Since fate has given Amber Xiu a fist, it can't be left unused!

The girl seemed to have known who Amber Xiu was, and she didn't respect the old senior at all. She just calmly handed a scroll to Amber Xiu.

"My teacher asked me to give this to you. My mission is now complete."

Amber took the scroll in his hand, but did not open it. Instead, he asked the girl, "How long have you been looking for me?"

"Thirty-seven years."

"Your teacher asked you to give this thirty-seven years ago? You are really slow."

Amber Xiu even suspected that the girl had never used the teleportation array, otherwise how could a scroll be delivered after 37 years.

"The main time was wasted on confirming your identity. Master Ultraman, do you know how many pseudonyms you have used?"

"As a prophecy mage, you can't even find the right direction, then it seems that you haven't learned Selwyn's skills."

The girl who inherited the name of Selwyn was not angry, but said to Amber Xiu: "This is the second reason why I came to you. Master Ultraman, I want to be your student."

Amber Xiu said doubtfully: "I am completely different from your teacher."

The girl said helplessly: "I am not suitable for the name Selwyn, let alone the path chosen by the teacher. However, the teacher only found me as a student who could get started until the day he died."

Amber Xiu understood this feeling very well. He had lived for hundreds of years and only picked up Harvey as a student, and this kid was not very useful. Amber Xiu's senior brother Mr. Doom was even worse. He never met a successor in his life, and finally had to compete with Amber Xiu for Harvey.

The profession of prophecy mage really requires talent, and hard work is not very meaningful.

Amber Xiu did not agree or refuse, but just weighed the scroll in his hand and said: "I am afraid that I have no chance to be your teacher. This scroll records my unlucky future."

Good things will not come in this way. The gifts of fate are usually delivered directly in front of you, and only the price tag inside will be hidden. It takes thirty-seven years to deliver the things. It is obvious that it is the price accumulated by Amber Xiu all the way.

I think it is time for bad luck.

The girl who inherited the name of Selwyn shook her head and said: "I don't know the content inside. The teacher said that only you are qualified to view it. However, we prophecy mages are like this. Since you have a bad premonition, it is probably not a good thing."

Amber Xiu patted the girl on the shoulder and said: "Yes, it seems that you have realized it."

After saying this, Amber Xiu no longer hesitated and stretched out his hand to open the scroll in his hand.

Fate is irresistible. The girl in front of him has this awareness, so Amber Xiu is not even worse than a child.

He thought it was a prophecy that Selwyn had left for him, or perhaps a specific picture, or perhaps his own death was recorded on it.

Amber thought he was ready, but what he saw in the end was a letter.

It was a suicide note that Selwyn had written to him thirty-seven years ago.