I, Lich, Can Raise a Dragon [Western Fantasy] - Chapter 44

The next battle was almost one-sided.

Losing the monsters created by the Necromancer, the morale of the orcs fell sharply and began to withdraw their troops gradually. The Allied forces marched forward violently, regaining the first line of defense they had previously lost, and forced the orcs to retreat beyond the moat.

As an imperial princess who made great contributions on the battlefield, Sang Ni was elevated in the army for a while. The troubadour once again sang the poetry of the dawn of the imperial dawn, and the people’s respect for this miraculously returned princess reached its peak.

She was not happy, and had other concerns.

There was no news from Erivier. Sang Ni tried to use undead spells to forcibly recall her countless times, but she resisted it, because if she did that, she would definitely lose her friend Erivier forever.

There is another boring thing, the second prince of the dragon clan, is coming to the front line.

“Your brother, what’s his name? Sidney?” Sanny asked Aslansa: “What the **** are you here? The situation here is stable, don’t you need support?”

At this time, apart from sweeping the tail, he can’t earn any military merit. Does he want to come to eat ashes?

Aslansa twitched his lips: “How do I know, he has always been stupid.”

Sang Ni thought for a while, and felt that it made sense. If you can play with Ravenli together, how can you think about it?

So no longer pay attention.

The wizards sent by the Magic Association were quite quail when they came. Now that the battle is stable, they can’t help but start to be monsters.

First, he whispered a small report to the general, saying that Sang Ni Xue hides them and will not give them a chance to perform, and then spread some bad rumors in the army, for example, Sang Ni is too close to the prince of the Dragon Empire. some type of.

Sang Ni heard it as soon as he heard it. It didn’t matter at all, and even wanted to laugh a little. Yaslantha liked to hear about it even more, and I wished they could spread more rumors-anyway, he was also preparing to propose marriage to the empire, just in time to build momentum.

However, under the harmonious and happy atmosphere of this school, there is an undercurrent surging.

Sang Ni’s time was not very peaceful.

First of all, the people who can’t understand her and the people who support her are almost half-divided.

I won’t talk about the old grievances on the elven side, although there is almost no substantial impact except that the elves don’t need to look at her directly, while the dragon side, with the arrival of Sidney, gradually separates some people who don’t like her. There are also many generals in the imperial army who support Ravenli, or people who hate Sang Ni for his military merits.

During this period of time, Sang Ni encountered a lot of black guns on the battlefield, both openly and secretly.

It is impossible for Yaslantha to stay by her side forever, and as a mage, she often has defensive loopholes when casting spells, and the illusion of life attached to her makes her unable to use undead spells.

Once, because the battle formation of the front defense suddenly appeared hollow, Sang Ni was rubbed by Liu Ya’s arm when casting a spell.

Under the illusion of life, the skin color around the wound was still normal, but there was no blood leaking from the wound.

Sang Ni calmly tore off the cloth to wrap her hand, covering the obviously abnormal wound.

Nevertheless, this scene still fell into the eyes of many people.

The rumors this time are no longer as “mild” as before.

It began to spread in the army that Sannyis colluded with the Necromancer, and even became a puppet of the living dead.

“The living dead?” Sang Ni laughed at herself: “At least it should be a bit more advanced, what kind of spicy chicken is the living dead?”

After all, she knew she was really in trouble this time.

The alchemy products that let her maintain the illusion of life are not omnipotent, as long as there is a high-level mage at the same level as her to check carefully, you can find a strong sense of violation in her.

It happened that there are several high-level mages in the army now.

The only reason that hasn’t made them completely suspicious is that she once claimed to have been in the Curse of Exhaustion of the Undead System. Most people have limited understanding of the Curse of the Undead, so it is not a good way to distinguish where the breath of death on her body comes from.

However, with more and more rumors of this kind, Sang Ni didn’t know how long this excuse could last.

The most important thing is…what would he think?

When she was injured, Yaslansa was actually not too far away. When she saw her injury, he arrived at the first time, and of course he also saw her wounds.

After so many things, Sang Ni thought he should have guessed it too.

The frequency of eating is completely abnormal, the body temperature is almost non-existent, the breathing will stop for a few minutes from time to time, and the inextricable connection with the dark church.

By the way, he also knew that Elevier was a death banshee.

Sang Ni almost wanted to remove all pretense and ask him if he knew it, but he was always hesitating at critical moments.

A few days after coming here, Yaslanza took the initiative to come and ask her: “Why are you always avoiding me lately?”

Sang Ni finally made up his mind: “Are you free now?”

Aslanza was inexplicable: “Of course, otherwise, why would I come to you?”

Sang Ni’s face looked more solemn than when he was about to go on the battlefield: “Then you go out with me, there are some things that are not convenient to say here.”

For a moment, Yaslan Salmon nodded without hesitation: “Where are we going?”

Sang Ni thought for a while and drew the teleportation circle on the spot: “Go as far as possible.”

Aslansa waited patiently for her to finish painting, and walked into the magic circle with her, the light flashed, and the two disappeared in place.

The place Sang Ni took him to was on the outskirts of Xiguang Fortress, a few miles away from the barracks. Due to the rugged terrain, no orcs entered here.

The surrounding area is uninhabited, and it is simply the best place to kill people and destroy corpses.

Sang Ni brewed for a while and said, “You also know the rumors recently… what do you think?”

Without even thinking about it, Yaslantha said, “Say you colluded with the Necromancer? You know the Necromancer yourself. Who else do you need to collude with? Besides, don’t you have enemies with the Dark Vatican?”

Sang Ni was silent for a few seconds: “Don’t you think I am strange?”

“You… have always been weird.” Yaslanza’s mouth twitched: “I wanted to ask you a long time ago, why would you go to the countryside to farm?”

Sang Ni didn’t expect that he would talk about this, he choked, and couldn’t help refuting, “Isn’t it right for me to experience life? Living in the country is much more comfortable than a palace.”

This is the truth. You can wear whatever you want. Take time to study and study spells or intimidate the bear children who are going to make trouble…

Wait, I was taken off the topic.

Sang Ni wanted to sigh, but sure enough, she didn’t have the time to talk to him well.

She thought for a while, stepped back, and got a little further away from him.

Then one by one he took off the alchemy jewelry that maintained the illusion of life.

On the bloodless skin, purple-black blood vessels spread out like a strange totem, the brown eyes disappeared, the faint green soul fire lit up in the eye sockets, and the breath of death spread undisguisedly.

“I used to… be a Necromancer.” She lowered her head, not daring to look at him: “But now I am an undead creature.”

So be it. She thought, raising her head and waiting for the look in his eyes with fear and disgust.

After a while, Yaslansa uttered a word: “Wow.”

After a pause, he went on to say, “Is this the soul fire?”

There was another pause: “Are you a lich?”

Sang Ni did not answer, even among the many strangely shaped undead creatures, only the Lich had eyes burning with soul and fire.

According to legend, if you look directly into the eyes of the Lich, you will feel the pain of the soul being burned.

Aslansa stared at her for a while: “Sure enough, the legends are all deceptive. I didn’t feel anything.”

Sang Ni suddenly became angry: “So what? I’m a lich! I’m not a human, a wizard, or a princess! Are you not afraid? I’ve been lying to you!”

“First of all, you were a human when you were alive, and second, you were indeed a high-level mage. Finally, I believe that the emperor of the empire has no dementia, since he has admitted that you are the princess of Shia.” Retorted: “Also, unless you say you never liked me, then there is no scam.”

“What do you mean?” Sang Ni was stunned.

“Meaning, I’ve noticed it a long time ago.” Yaslansa sighed, “But you didn’t mean to take the initiative…I didn’t dare to ask more.”

“…When did you find out?” Sang Ni asked with difficulty.

Aslanza was about to answer, Sang Ni quickly changed his words: “No, don’t tell me, I don’t want to know.”

She put the alchemy jewelry back on silently, feeling that she had never been so stupid.

Just when she was struggling with depression and being moved by herself… the dragon was watching her perform quietly by the side!

Maybe I have to complain about her in my heart!

…So angry. ╰＿╯

But he was a little out of anger.

She hesitated for a long time in the same place, then walked over and hugged him awkwardly: “It’s better for you to have something to say next time.”

Aslansa thought for a while and asked, “Well, then I want to know… You said you want to run away before, are you serious?”