However, the bad news is not limited to this.

Capa and Milami couldn't bear to tell Charlie.

However, Edson had to open his mouth.

"Charlie, you sit down first......" Edson's voice was a little hoarse.

Charlie sat in front of Edson with some trepidation.

She didn't know how to comfort the mentor of the change department.

Empathy, Charlie just tried to imagine if the 'not dropped' was the ideal township......

Her heart would ache like a knife.

"Charlie, Eris ......"

He ......" Edson's mouthpiece was also a little dry.

"He's become a super-lich."

Milami stood by and listened to the anxious feeling, so he simply said it directly.

A barrage of bad news made Charlie feel like something was spinning.

She remembered the gentle hug of Mentor Eris when Windy City fell.

That seems to be a farewell.

"Where is he?"

When the bad news came, her voice was calm.

The anomaly of calm makes people worry.

……

In the quiet and dim room, the black-robed ultra-lich sat quietly in the room.

He was camp-tested.

This is a required procedure.

When the living are transformed into the undead, the faction will change.

And this transformation is almost uncontrollable.

The better, like Edward, neutralized the evil.

Under Edward's funny side, there is absolute egoism, and to put it mildly, he is very good at seeing the wind and steering the rudder.

Worse, it's not impossible to have a mess of evil.

There was once a Grand Arcanist who was reincarnated as an Great Lich for eternity.

In front of him, he was a good man who accumulated virtue and did good, but after his death, he became a brutal villain who did all kinds of evil.

So, after Eris was reincarnated as an undead.

Everyone must judge his camp before he completely 'turns his face and denies people'.

This also did not bring any unhappiness to the new super lich.

To be precise, he has lost most of his emotions.

He will still feel anger and hatred...... Negative emotions like that.

But it loses the function of appreciating those beautiful emotions.

In my memory, there are some wonderful memories, just like a faded painting, little by little to 'black and white'.

[Faction Identification], a universal spell that can be cast by any caster.

The detected camp is absolutely neutral.

This made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

Otherwise, tying them together may not be enough for the newly promoted super lich, one finger and one bone abuse.

……

With a bang, the door to the ultra-lich Ereth was slammed open.

He wasn't startled, just tilted his head slightly.

No more satin-like black hair hanging under the hood.

This room, because of his presence, has become even more eerie.

Without vocal cords, the lich can still make a sound, just like it was when he was alive.

"Is it Charlie?"

Charlie pursed his lips and walked step by step into the black-robed mentor.

She wasn't afraid of Eris, who had turned into a lich.

It wasn't until she walked up to Eris that she slowly reached out and lifted her mentor's black hood.

Beneath the hood was a white skull, and the dark eye sockets burned with azure soul fire.

Charlie chuckled, "It's ugly." ”

However, her slightly trembling voice betrayed her true emotions at this time.

The soul fire in Erise's eye flickered and flickered.

He remembers everything.

But I can no longer feel the emotions that my memories are full of.

It's like watching movies again and savoring the lives of 'others'.

He naturally remembered Charlie.

Just remember, but don't feel the emotions again.

The current definition of Charlie by the Super Lich is nothing more than a 'masterpiece of carving' by himself.

"What's the matter?"

The soul fire in the ultra-lich's eye socket stared at Charlie.

Charlie pursed his lips, and a thousand words turned into speechlessness at this time.

Ereth's last gentle hug when he was alive was a farewell.

The ultra-lich Eris and the black-robed Grand Arcanist Eris are already completely different existences.

Looking at this calm black-robed super lich, Charlie slowly knelt down on one knee.

She leaned gently on Erise's leg bone, recalling the scene of her first encounter.

Capa once said, 'Whoever is with death will eventually die.' ’

At the time, she didn't know much about it.

Now......

"It's hard ahead." Eris said calmly.

“…… Well. Charlie replied sullenly.

"The Arcanist has suffered a lot of casualties this time. Not everyone happens to have a few dragons to keep their floating city. ”

"Hmmm......"

"Optimistically, there is not one in the floating city." Erreston paused, "The last remaining floating city will soon become the 'focus.'" ”

"Good intentions, malicious ones, they'll all look at it." Eris continued to speak calmly.

"I think someone is already getting moving." Zha Li raised his head and his voice became cold.

Ereth's phalanges resting against his mandible.

"What are your plans?"

"I'm going to make my voice heard through the Goblin Trinity." Charlie stared at the Soul Fire of the Ultra Lich, "I'm going to reveal my full arcane identity. ”

The blue soul fire leaped sharply, then calmed down again.

"I've thought about it. This is extremely risky. ”

"I know, as you said, there aren't too many Arcanists left alive today."

"That's why we have to gather people."

Eris didn't stop him, just looked at Charlie calmly, and said lightly:

"Like a moth to a fire."

"No, Mentor, it's a beacon in the night. I would like to stand up at this time! ”

Eris still asked flatly, "With all the arcane arts, you think anyone will buy you." ”

"It's not just the arcane of the whole department, Mentor, I'll bring the Floating City back to the skies." She was speaking very seriously.

"No way. The web rejects any foreign invasion. The Goddess of Magic no longer allows Arcanists to run wild. ”

When he reached the realm of the super lich, there were some things that he could sense in the dark.

For example, an oracle given by a god before he fell.

"Then not by the core of Mithera! As long as the Ainstone is still there! I'm going to make the Floating City all its glory come back! ”

Eris stared at Charlie silently for a few seconds, "I'll watch." ”

……

The moment he walked out of Eris's room, Charlie seemed to leave all his fragility in the gloomy room.

The elven man that the silver dragon turned into has been guarding the door.

Seeing Charlie come out, his eyes immediately 'glued' to the sleeping black dragon on Charlie's shoulder.

Charlie looked back and asked, "Do you want to hug him?" ”

The silver dragon looked at the black dragon who was squinting and napping.

Charlie immediately understood, and directly caught the black dragon and stuffed it to the silver dragon who had no time to refuse.

The black dragon opened a pair of golden dragon eyes and looked at the innocent silver dragon who was holding him like a bag of explosives.

Silver Dragon Antanaron: "......"

Black Dragon: "......"

What kind of person would be able to do something to stuff a black dragon cub into the arms of a prime-aged silver dragon?

Charlie made a beeline for the town hall built in the new city.

Along the way, more and more people followed her.

"Anne, go and arrange for someone to watch the people of the empire hold accountable for the time being. Don't let them run around the territory. ”

"Li, are the dwarves still fixing the ideal township mountain? Tell Bard to take a moment to come, I have something to tell him. ”

"Harpy, I'm going to announce something to the world, you can arrange it for me, I want the front page of three issues."

……

With a series of orders, everyone's expressions were solemn.

In the aftermath of a disaster, an uplifting leader works more than anything else.

The venue of the 'press conference' was chosen in Ideal Township.

When everyone re-stepped on this miracle city that returned to the ground, their hearts were full of mixed feelings.

The envoy of the Empire who came to hold him accountable was also 'invited' by Charlie.

The man had two well-trimmed mustaches.

When looking around, my hand can't help but trace my mustache.

The dwarves of the Old Duck tribe are still reinforcing the outer walls.

Only Bud and Pipsqueak Duck came.

Capa and the other three arcane instructors were also called over confused.

Immediately afterwards, Harpy entered with a group of 'paparazzi'.

Charlie, as the protagonist of the press conference, was the last to enter.

She was unusual, replacing the extravagant aristocratic clothes of the past with a low-key pure black robe.

This is a tribute to the victims and a tribute to Mentor Ereth.

She stepped onto the podium and looked around at everyone in the room who was looking at her.

This time, her speech will be unusual.

"I don't care how many floating cities fall."

People from the podium began to whisper in surprise.

"I don't care about the outcome of the civil war in the Holy Platinum Empire."

"I'm standing here today just to say a word to the surviving arcanists."

As the words fell, she took out a white Ayn Stone.

The Aynstone slowly floated.

The three Arcanist Mentors jumped in unison, but they were powerless to stop them.

What Charlie can think of, they can naturally think of.

It's just that out of selfishness, none of them mentioned it.

Charlie took out another fiery Ain Stone.

It also floats slowly, like the rising sun of a new life.

The goblins' eyes are falling to the ground.

Immediately after that, the third, the purple Aynstone.

The fourth block......

When the last yellow stone of Ain floated above Charlie's head.

The eight-colored Ayn Stone is like a moon of stars, surrounded by the only all-arcane master in the world.

The silence of the audience could be heard as a needle drop.

The envoy from the Empire had long since lost his face, his lips trembling uncontrollably, and he no longer had the arrogance he had before.

The goblins can stuff eight eggs in their mouths, and they have long forgotten to write down them.

Charlie looked around again.

"I say, the Arcanist won't fall on this."

"I said, the ideal township will not sink from now on!"

"I say, this era! Arcane will rise strong because of me! ”

"The surviving arcanists of the continent! Come on, go to the ideal country!

Come to me and you will change from witnesses to participants!

Create our own era with me! ”

The little black dragon lying on top of the 'Silver Guard' curled the corners of his mouth.

[How?] 】

The silver dragon's body shook slightly, and he immediately lowered his eyes and responded softly.

"You admire this human being."

[Hmm.] 】

The voice that echoed in Yinlong's heart should be careless.

[I'm thinking about promoting her to be my personal maid.] 】

"Everything is as you wish." The silver dragon whispered in obedience.

[4000 years.] 】

Silver Dragon: "......"

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