General of the Underworld (2)

After encountering Matthew after countless ages, Wynne naturally didn't want to miss this opportunity. However, breaking the seal wasn't something that Matthew could do alone, even if the seal had already lost much of its effectiveness. They needed many precious treasures, including a virgin with the purest physical and spiritual attributes.

Wynne taught Matthew necromancy, giving him a relatively long life, which was exactly what Matthew desired as he sought to become the strongest. But more importantly, she wanted Matthew to have enough time to collect the treasures needed to break the seal.

She had no doubt that Matthew, once he obtained necromancy, would never return. She knew human greed and madness all too well. As long as she told him that, with those items and following her instructions, he could obtain the strongest power, he would unquestionably do so, even if he had doubts.

The development of events was not much different from her predictions. Even after three hundred years, Matthew returned with the items that could finally free her from this damned seal. Especially that watery fox girl, whose pure aura surprised even Wynne, a general of the underworld. She was curious about how such a special physique could exist in this world.

Watching Matthew set up the altar and begin to cast his magic, she even imagined that the Lord of the Underworld in another world would receive this wonderful sacrifice and help her restore her power. That would be too perfect.

But just as she felt the seal breaking, just as the ritual was reaching its critical point, just as she was about to break free, something unexpected happened.

Drogo, the outsider, suddenly appeared and killed the ritual's master, Matthew. Without the crucial blood sacrifice, the imperfect ritual only allowed her to gain some consciousness, but it was not enough to free her from her imprisonment.

This turn of events made Wynne furious and filled her with despair. Drogo was just a regular person, without any magical power, unable to even communicate with her, let alone help her escape. But just when she was about to give up, she noticed that Drogo had somehow managed to grab the inheritance crystal left behind by Matthew after he died.

If he could withstand the inheritance crystal without becoming a fool or dying, he would become a necromancer directly. Even the worst necromancer was still a mage.

If he was a mage, he had magic, and with magic came the potential to become her new hope!

Drogo was very promising, incredibly promising, as he had managed to digest Matthew's inheritance crystal in a very short time. Although he didn't know it himself, at that very moment, a seed of magic was sprouting within him, and he was about to become a true necromancer.

This discovery filled Wynne with joy. The despair that had overwhelmed her just moments ago was now replaced by hope. She even expended her own already weakened mental energy to enter Drogo's soul world.

But she had difficulty persuading him to continue Matthew's unfinished task for her. While observing Drogo absorb Matthew's memories, she clearly sensed what he thought of her once-hallucinated image of a demonic god.

"Ugly." That was Drogo's assessment of the image Wynne had once transformed into. It nearly drove her mad because she thought the image was terrifying and intimidating enough to scare Matthew, which it did. But to Drogo, the only thought he had was ugliness, with no hint of fear or intimidation.

Thinking about this, Wynne didn't think her ability to transform would be of any use to Drogo. She couldn't think of any image that would be scarier or more intimidating than the one she had already used. If transformation wasn't going to work, her only other option was her other innate ability - charm.

Charm was Wynne's most confident move. She didn't need any dress-up. Her own body, with just a little bit of clothing removed, was the most powerful weapon in the world. So Wynne was confident and quietly appeared in Drogo's consciousness, putting on the warmest smile and speaking the sweetest voice.

She believed that this young man, Drogo, would be immediately enchanted by her and would obediently complete the task Matthew had left undone for her. But it turned out to be far beyond her expectations. Drogo took one look at her, didn't even blink, and said, "Nice clothes rack."

First, she thought of how this guy had ruined her escape plan. Then, she thought of how her charm didn't seem to work on him, even more so than her terrifying transformation. Wynne was so frustrated. But despite her frustration, she still needed to rely on him to escape. She could only hope that his calmness was just an act, and he was already enchanted by her in his heart.

Wynne tried to make her smile warmer, "It seems that you have completely absorbed Matthew's memory. Yes, I am Wynne, the loyal guardian of the great Lord of the Underworld, the Seventh General of the Underworld."

With her title declared, Wynne was full of confidence. Matthew, who had been so proud before, immediately knelt down upon hearing the two words "Lord of the Underworld." She was looking forward to seeing the shock, fear, and other emotions in Drogo's expression.

But soon, Wynne realized that she might have been wrong again...