――I'm going to meditate. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info said the lich.

-- In this, time, waiting, wtf!?

――It seems that I don't know you as well as I thought I would...... The lich said, "Your memory tells me...... Well, you're quite open-minded, and you seem to be keen on having more than one lover.

――Where did you come to this conclusion?

- The ...... you're chasing? Novels, the Lich Says, a lot of men, a woman, or a lot of women, a man, I must admit that your tastes are quite wide.

- It's just a bad taste, the soul of the other world weakly retorted, that is not my real thought, it thought for a moment, I think my three views are quite correct and stable, and I hate chaos.

- I hate chaos too, but this has nothing to do with it, your plane does not legally and morally allow a man to have many wives, or a woman to have many husbands - in the written sense, you seem to be inclined to elves or dwarves, although this is not the case, the former undead crossed their fingers, but in our plane, especially Grenada, such frivolous theories have no place.

- But I don't even know my gender, the otherworldly soul roared, I don't want to find me a lily when I regain my memory!

The Lich went to look up the dictionary of another plane, "Lily...... Oh, found it - why not, that's sweet, oh he said.

- If I were a bystander, maybe I would think so, no, wait, we shouldn't talk about it anymore, the important thing is that I don't want to have any intimacy with a woman I've never met before, of course, not a man, not a helper!

- It seems that I did ignore this issue before, and the lich said that when I was in the Dragonfire Islands, yes, it was my negligence, after all, I have not been a living person for a long time...... I thought...... Well, it's not too late.

――What is it that is not too late now?

-- This is one of the important courses of Grenada.

- Don't tell me you've taken this course too.

- Not pleasant, said the lich, but it is, and when I left Grenada, it was more than a hundred years before I became an adult, and how could you think that I was still a child in bed?

The otherworldly soul was silent for a moment, and from the lich's excited tone, it realized that this creature might not have been as dissatisfied as he had appeared to be when he finished the subject, and it could feel the two silky naked bodies gently pressing against him one after the other, the plump parts rubbing against his skin as if they were rippling with the waves, and slender fingers rounding his shoulders, caressing his chest and neck ambiguously—but they were probably assassins, it said.

- Perhaps, the lich said, but no dragonborn will give up pleasure because of this, he will be ridiculed, and he will be regarded as a different species in the pack because of his cowardice...... It's like who I used to be. You know what we're going to encounter, we don't have any more strength to deal with Gredy and those other than his children.

He paused, perhaps the Lich didn't quite understand why the thief was so stubborn in this regard - and the Otherworldly Spirit was surprised by this, as he realized that the Lich's bottom line sometimes became very low.

- You really don't want to try?, said the lich.

The soul of the other world is categorically saying that NP novels (both male and female) are seen as humorous essays, and it does not want to be the protagonist of the text one day.

- Well, said the lich.

- Okay?

- Of course, said the lich, do you think they can force you, as long as your thoughts are indeed consistent with your words, they will just leave quietly.

- And then?

- We can try to get a scroll that summons a succubus, the lich says, the succubus is a chaotic and evil creature, and the wonderful thing is that although they see men as food, they are jealous, or angry because the food is taken by others, so if people know that you have a succubus by your side, they will not want to approach you, unless that person can be sure of defeating an angry succubus.

- But that's because of the succubus...... Well, it's basically the warlock's lover, do you want me to invite her to run with me towards the sunset?

- You have to believe in your charm, look, you can even be confused by an otter, and you are still a male otter.

――...... Do you know?

――What?

- I think you're teasing me,

――...... That's your delusion, dear.

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Mitkot's squire sent a baby before the galaxy was bleak again, exactly what the lich had asked for, the umbilical cord had not yet fallen off, and his mother.

The spirit of the other world had to acquiesce to the lich's actions, the baby - and the only life creature in Grenada's royal capital that could guarantee that he had not done evil, the lich's spells had caused him to lose a lot of blood, and he had become extremely weak, but he could still live as long as he was adequately nourished and cared for in the future, and he was kept underground with his mother. To the irony of the souls of the other world, if these two humans were still slaves, they might die silently the next or third day, but as an experimental material or sacrifice for the Dragonborn and Warlock, they could have a better and longer life.

The lich had fallen completely silent, but he had copied enough scrolls before casting the spell, and they had runes and wands by their side, some from the Far North, some from the trade and offerings of the merchants of the Dragonfire Islands, and the gifts of the new king and Mitkot as father and brother, and to the surprise of the souls of the other world, Ostahl had also sent hundreds of blank scrolls and rare ink.

In contrast, the new king and Gredi, the black-haired dragonborn were not summoned by either of them. Gredi seems to have been sleeping in his lair all along, and the new king hasn't left his abode for decades, and his solitude and eccentricity are known to every Grenada.

The Otherworldly Spirits suspect that the new King may be waiting for their visit, but the Lich has said that it is best not to meet the titular ruler of Grenada until Greday summons them, and this has nothing to do with whether or not it will cause Gredi's displeasure, mainly because they must determine their place in Greday's heart to determine how much leverage they have to negotiate with the New King - even the Otherworldly Soul does not believe that he will really be a kind father.

The lich curiously asked him why he was so wary of someone he had never met, and the spirit of the other world replied that it was none other than the king of Grenada, even if it was only in name.

-- I know that there is a saying in our country that there are three kinds of people in the world, men, women, and kings, and souls from other worlds.

- We also have a saying here that the lich smiled with a rare sincere smile, and the king is a monster. It's amazing, the difference between the two planes is so great, but people don't say much about a ruler.

But with the return of Cremar, the vacant and abandoned mansion reappeared in its original glory, it was always so silent, so silent that it was as if the squires who were more than a pair of hands never existed, of course, this is just a metaphor, the black-haired dragonborn is no longer a feeble baby, he may return here, and he may gain amazing power and power- Now these attendants are just doing what they are supposed to do, and observing their new master, and when his status is confirmed, whether high or low, they can make the final choice.

Except for the squire, the others probably thought the same thing, and they wouldn't do anything until Gredi was officially summoned.

The spirit of the other world knew this, but it was a house in itself, and it was just as he wanted it to be undisturbed - he was mixing a potion that day, and the potion didn't see the light of day during the whole process, so he moved his work to the ground, and Grenada was not damp even in the basement, but very dry, and the clever design allowed a breeze to pass through the room, bringing fresh air.

The process of mixing the potion can be said to be extremely smooth, and the soul of the other world took the opportunity to look at the mother and son, the mother was full of milk after receiving enough nutritious food, and the baby was even a little fatter than before, except for the scar on the back, it was not obvious that it had suffered such a fatal injury - the soul of the other world took a few glances and walked away gently, not letting them find themselves, it was discovered by its mother when it visited them last time, and she was so terrified that she wanted to strangle her child with her own hands, lest he die in pain on the red-robed dissecting table. Even now, she is getting thinner day by day, her eyes are full of fear, and she always holds the child tightly in her arms, as if she wants to stuff him back into her belly.

The souls of the other world have thought about whether to return them - the problem is that as soon as they leave here, whether it is a mother or a baby, they are afraid that they will inevitably die, at least the baby will not be spared, Grenada is as full of countless slaves as the Dragonfire Islands, but the people of Grenada never intentionally let slaves have offspring on a large scale, they prefer, or say, they crave war, and then get gold, food, and slaves from war, no one will want to allow slaves to raise babies.

After leaving the place that made him feel dull, the soul of the other world found that today was a rare rainy day, although the rain was as thin as a transparent silk thread, the water vapor it brought still made Grenada's breath much better, at the same time, the less violent and cruel light from the gaps and edges of the clouds sprinkled on the dark green branches of the plant, making the dull leaves also brighter and clearer, just as the soul of the other world was trying to distinguish whether the mosaic under his feet depicted a black dragon breathing fire towards the city, or two goblins dancing strangely, an attendant came to ask if he had time with his brother, that is, the eldest son of the new king, Mitkot meets.

Sometimes Mitkot is also quite hard, thought the soul of the other world.

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Mitkot had come to invite his youngest brother to Grenada, which could be described as the entire Main Material Plane, or, more directly, the infamous Fair of Traders, or as it was more commonly called, the "Black Market".

A little modification, replaced after half an hour.

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