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.
Letters cut off by the mountains’ ridges,
Winter turning into spring.
With trepidation I approach my homeland,
Fearing to ask locals passing by.
Heading straight north, the nearer I approached that familiar land, the more I experienced the "trepidation of approaching my homeland." However, due to the worsening circumstances, it was impossible for me to back down even if I wanted to.
Since it was fated to be unavoidable, I might as well face it head-on.
Under my request, the Borealis stopped at every single town, and I would disembark from the ship to inspect the situation there.
Due to the frequent stops, the journey to East Mist Communal Country that should have only taken a week dragged on for two months.