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.
I barely recognized the Forest of Dreams when I returned.
The moment I stepped off the Ivy League, I noticed a large number of airships parked at the docks. These ships bore all sorts of flags, indicating that they were from places all over, including Auland, East Mist, the Mage Country, and even the Bardi Empire. It would seem that the Bardi Empire had no intentions of giving up on this place as they must have taken quite the circuitous route to get here.
The docks were packed with people busy either loading or unloading cargo. Most people's attention, however, was attracted to the adventurers who came from far and wide. Their equipment revealed that each team had at least one "Contract Hero" who possessed a Hero's Armlet.