The diary is quite thick, and the brass cover and metal chains of unknown material are heavy. Barrett placed it on the desk and turned to sit down in the chair next to her.

Writing in lingua franca, the lich recorded noticeably more often, as if a lot of things were worth recording during that time, and he himself rarely seemed to fall into a deep sleep from time to time, as before.

But Barrett didn't intend to read all the contents of the diary here, but turned the diary straight to the last one. He wanted to find out where the owner of the tower had gone, and why he hadn't returned.

For a thief, being able to know some information about the owner's house can make him more calm and comfortable when stealing.

"I've finally succeeded, I've finally !!," the diary begins, with three exclamation points, one larger than the other.

"I've finally succeeded in transforming the skeleton of a rainbow dragon into a flying bone dragon. For myself, this is a historic moment, and even the highest achievement of my life! After all, rainbow dragons are naturally immune to magic, I mean most. Even after death, its corpse still possesses such magical properties.

According to the scratches on the bones, it took me only about 80 years to complete the experiment, which is less than half of my original estimate. I know I'm not a genius at all when it comes to magic, but after becoming a lich, I can at least have time to make up for it, after all, everyone in this plane is immortal.

Before that, Rex had always laughed at me for being too much for experimenting like this. In his opinion, throwing the corpse of the rainbow dragon anywhere, using the unique dimensional characteristics of the death plane, it will not be long, maybe a year, maybe two years, and after the corpse absorbs enough negative energy, it will naturally be able to be reborn as a moving bone dragon.

But that idiot didn't want to think about how I could tame and harness an undead bone dragon that was immune to most magic? Seriously, I didn't have that strength at all, neither did Rex, neither did Eli and Curtis, and Grackerman was even worse than me. No, it should be said that it is far from it!

I'm sorry, Gluckman, but you sold me this rainbow dragon corpse for a very low price, but I really think so. Your abilities in necromancy are simply poor, and you act and speak more like a businessman than a spellcaster like us.

Yes, I just wrote it, you can't see it anyway.

In my opinion, of the many spellcasters of the Lich Gathering, only Kilwinter has such a talent. He has a special, innate talent for harnessing oversized undead creatures. I believe that if it were him, he would definitely be able to tame an undead bone dragon resurrected by a rainbow dragon with the help of magic and soul fire.

Although my strength is a little lacking, I can't do this. But I could work on how to modify the transformation circle so that it could fit into the Rainbow Dragon corpse, which was immune to most magic. Then I relied on the help of the circle to control the bone dragon at the beginning of its resurrection, when its soul fire had just been ignited, and left my own mark!

This is the way the caster should do it, and it's the most effective way to do it, rather than relying on brute force to conquer it. We're spellcasters, not orcs-like barbarians. ”

When Barrett read this, he couldn't help but pout, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart: Cut, of course you can do this if you are a spellcaster, but a guy like me who can't use magic and transform magic circles at all, if he doesn't use brute force, what else can he do?

"I should have given this rainbow bone dragon a name, just 'Gais......" The name was crossed out by the writer, followed by another name, "'Betsy'." It's the name of one of my former maids, and to be honest, I miss her a lot, life in the palace wasn't much fun, but Betsy always brought me joy. ”

The word "happy" is written neatly, very different from the previous very casual fonts.

"I should have married Betsy, not Elena. It's a pity that Betsy's father was an ordinary shoemaker, while Elena's father was the famous Duke Campbell. In that newfound territory, my eldest brother needed the support of Duke Campbell. However, I didn't need it at all, but no one ever asked me how I felt. Presumably, no one in the empire founded by magicians would dare to ignore the opinions of the spellcasters. ”

Not daring to ignore it, Barrett shook his head. But when he wanted to describe it further, he couldn't find the right words. Is it like a god? It's a little similar, but it's very different.

"Then again, those new mages seem to have appeared in this plane of death, as Kilwinter said. This is normal, after all, all the mages who practice the necromantic faction will inevitably come here. Kilwinter wanted everyone to avoid them, and I didn't want to, but unfortunately I never did. ”

"There's still ...... the Lich Gathering Anyway, it's a long time before I can hold it again, so I should plan my itinerary well during this time. Prepare to ride Betsy to Rex first, then Curtis, Eli, Gabriel...... , the people behind will think about it then.

Of course I didn't do this to show off, of course not! Come on, everyone is already undead, how can there be so much indifferent vanity. I just can't wait to tell you about this improved magic circle.

Yes, exactly.

I wish I had known the coordinates of Kilwinter's residence, and he would have praised me for this achievement. Unfortunately, Kilwinter never told anyone, and he was always very secretive about his whereabouts. In this vast and boundless plane, if you still want to find a place without coordinates, you can only rely on ethereal fate.

Betsy is really beautiful, but it's a pity that it's too big to stop at the top of the tower. And it's so strong, I don't need the protection of other undead guards at all. And I also made a ring out of a small bone at the end of Betsy's tailbone, so that it can always accompany and protect me even if it can't enter the tower. Yes, protection! It's a secret!"

Dragonbone Ring?Barrett frowned. He raised his right hand and looked at the white ring on his ring finger.

It shouldn't be such a coincidence, he subconsciously shivered.

"Tomorrow I'm going to ride Betsy to Rex, hoping that when he sees Betsy, the soul fire won't collapse in surprise. The diary concludes with this statement.

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