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.
"We can destroy the City of Rain, and we can even kill the Queen of Storms. How much are you willing to pay us to help you reclaim your capital?"
When he heard this, Darsos wanted to laugh out loud, as if this was a really good joke. But when he thought about the special identity of this messenger from the Northlands, he just couldn't laugh or dismiss it as a joke. Instead, he fell silent.
This messenger was Glina, the Queen of the Sleuweir Kingdom from the Northlands. She had personally made an unexpected visit to the Auland Empire, which was still in the middle of warring against the Sea Tribe—quite astonishing in itself, but it wasn't as inconceivable as her proposal. However, since it was her, Darsos had to carefully consider everything she said.
Glina was the messenger and representative of that person. Or perhaps the more accurate term would be to call her his successor.