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.
"If you came or are just passing by, don't miss out! Come and watch the fight between a Legend Holy Knight and the dark elf antiholy knight. Gold-rank elf 1:1.5 odds, Legend-rank holy knight 1:2 odds, draw 1:3 odds. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. You'd better hurry if you want in!"
I casually grabbed the empty account book from the counter and quickly wrote the betting odds and waved them around.
"Oh yeah! Do you guys want to take part? I, Karo, am an old hand. I can guarantee there's no age discrimination."
The companions of the duelists always cheered on their own teammates, but when I cried the betting odds at the clergymen, they instantly became oddly quiet on the spot.
"...Aren't bar duels really common?"