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.
The 8th year of the Dawn Generation was later recorded as one of the bloodiest years in history. This was because this was the year that the final Holy War started in full force. The days to come afterwards were destined to be filled with blood.
But right now, I was in an incredibly good mood as I looked at the bright sun.
With a veteran like Didina guiding the way, we had managed to arrive at the agreed upon meeting place on time. Of course, this wasn't the main reason why I was in such a good mood.
"You must be in such a good mood because you're free from Elisa?"
"Ridiculous. I'm really heartbroken and in such pain right now."
"…You're totally unconvincing with the big smile you have as you say this. I'm going to tell her!"
"…Harloys, isn't it quite wonderful that your 'father' is able to come along with you? How much money do you think the fairies will pay to obtain this explosive information?"