This is the story of a crazy lich who possesses an internal game system and brings catastrophe to the entire world. “Let’s look at the daily quests today… it’s the damned choose one-of-two-options-type again. Destroy a town with a population of 30,000 people or above; reward: 10,000 evil points. Steal lollipops from 3 children; reward: 1 evil point. If neither of the quests is completed, then 2 points will be deducted.” “Tsk! You think I’m stupid? If I really destroyed a town, a crusade of Myth-ranked Holy Knights would definitely come hunting me down. Even if I earned the points, there wouldn’t be any life left in me to spend them. I better just go be a kindly lollipop bandit.” I’ve already had enough of being a notorious lich. Who says a lich can’t be a good person? I’m definitely going to beat this damned system and be an upright and dignified good man.
"Warrior's honor? What's that?"
"…I guess it's something like bragging in a bar while everyone's drinking, such as a tale about killing off an entire nest of goblins on an adventure."
In a way, Donatis had trusted the wrong person. While Adam was indeed an outstanding warrior, he definitely didn't have anything like a so-called warrior's honor or a knight's pride. He was purely a rural boy from a tiny village. The only adventuring team he had ever joined was led by someone like Roland. How could Adam possibly have the mysterious sense of pride that noble knights and warriors would always have?