Chapter 234: Demi-Lich
Rodsley Street, Nobles' District.
At the underground basement hall, Old Mansion.
A white-haired old man sat on the ladder back chair and was looking at an opened notebook.
He wore a simple black robe and appeared to be around 70-years old.
"Hmm, Charles is thinking of enslaving all the corrupted nobles, huh. I wonder if Jessie would agree to this suggestion." Oswald couldn't help but chuckle as he thought of the smart lass among the four disciples.
At that moment, he subconsciously thought of his disciples and felt a bitter feeling.
'Tsk, only 97 years to regain my freedom. But will he really release me?' He felt a deep headache as he thought of Charles's character.
'From my observation, as long as I didn't obstruct his path, he won't go back on his words. But there is another thing I need to think about… It's his character. Yeah, he sometimes acts unpredictably and he might change his mind at any time.'
He thought for a moment and soon shook his head.
'I will think about it later.'
As he was about to stand up, he suddenly felt a spatial fluctuation from his right side and soon squinted his eyes.
The next instant, crimson flame appeared a few meters away from where he sat and formed into two human figures.
One was a black-haired woman, while the other one was an unconscious silver-haired woman.
The black-haired young lady held a silver-haired woman in her hands and was staring at him with a smile.
Oswald stared at her with a dazed face for a whole three seconds and finally snapped out of it.
He soon shifted his attention to the silver-haired woman and opened his mouth subconsciously.
"I remember her… Vivian, is it? How did you kidnap her? Didn't you say that you were going to do a reconnaissance mission?" He stared at the disguised Charles in surprise and shock.
'He left the mansion only two hours ago, but… What did he encounter during such short amount?' He couldn't understand the situation.
Meanwhile, Charles dropped Vivian on the floor and squatted down. Then, he took out a vintage medicine syringe-like instrument from his space ring and moved his hand towards her hand.
After that, he skillfully placed the syringe at an intravenous injection angle and extracted a few droplets of blood from her blood vessel.
He then conjured a greenish-blue flame and healed the wounds on her wrist before started explaining.
"I encountered her when I went to Casey's mansion…"
He told him about Ivy's scheme and also tossed the soul orb towards him.
On the other hand, Oswald caught the orb and soon frowned.
"Even if you sealed your memories, you shouldn't have made the noticeable mistakes during the last mission. For example, you wouldn't have gone after Vivian without further preparation. Instead, you should have chosen to wait for another opportunity."
At that moment, Charles widened his eyes and soon blurted out.
"Imagination!" He clearly remembered this manipulative power and got stunned for a moment.
'That artifact's dream abilities are sure is troublesome.' He couldn't help but show a bitter look on his face.
Then, he shook his head and asked.
"What about this orb? Is it okay to use?"
Meanwhile, Oswald checked the soul orb for a while, nodded his head, and returned it to Charles.
"There is nothing wrong with it."
On the other hand, Charles swiftly caught the orb, shifted his attention to the strange syringe, and directly injected a small amount of blood into his vein.
The next instant, he felt sharp pain appeared from all over his body, followed by a clear image of Vivian!
No, a unique form of imprint appeared in his mind.
After that, he received important information about her exact body size, shape, weight, height, etc.
He even received information about her birthmarks and soon noticed that he could change his appearance by activating the strange imprint.
Charles then placed his hand over Vivian's chest and cast [Fire Seed] spell on her.
Because her consciousnesses were in a sealed state, he faced no restriction at all!
A moment later, his spell began to burn her memories and started sending information into his Inner World.
'She is 364 years old lady. Hmm, it will take more than a day to completely burn all of her memories.' He nodded thoughtfully and focused his full attention on the spell.
At that moment, Oswald stood up from his seat, went near him, and asked.
"Are you going after the skeleton first?"
"From Vivian's memories, I can confirm that skeleton is a Rank-5 Mystic. Going up against such a powerful figure is a suicidal idea. I don't want to die." Charles firmly shook his head.
At that moment, Oswald suddenly paused for a moment and spoke with a mysterious smile on his face.
"I think Vivian, her teacher, and all of them are currently scammed by this skeleton."
Charles's eyebrows rose as he heard those words from Oswald.
Upon noticing his gaze, the white-haired old man rubbed his callus hand and asked.
"Do you still remember what I told you about the necromancer class mystics?"
"Come to the point." Charles wore an annoying look and glared at him.
Without minding his glare, Oswald made an amusing smile and answered.
"Unlike other Mystics, necromancers face severe restriction from the 'Will' of the world. If he really is a Rank-5 [Sorcerer of the Dead], then he must have long abandoned the humanity and entered the realm of immortal."
"Immortal? You mean he became a pure 'Lich'?" Charles instantly grasped the point and widened his eyes.
"Yes, a pure Lich. But becoming an undead Lich is not an easy matter. If someone dares to turn himself into a pure Lich in Edhen, he has to face the wrath of the 'Will' of this plane. He will be forced to move away from this plane."
"Does that mean he is still a Rank-4 Mystic?" A flash of surprise appeared on Charles's face.
"Yes. He is not a pure Lich but a Demi-Lich. Unlike Lich, who formed a true phylactery, Demi-Lich is not all-powerful. As long as you destroy the fake phylactery in his body, you can completely kill him."
Meanwhile, Charles wore a troubled look and asked with a frown.
"What is phylactery?"
"It can be anything. It may in the form of a crown, a small bone fragment, a small dagger, or anything. But Demi-Lich would always place this important material close to him. As long as you destroy that phylactery, you will have an easier time defeating this Demi-Lich." Oswald responded calmly.
Meanwhile, Charles nodded his head in understanding and soon shifted his attention towards his Inner World.
At that moment, he received a few pieces of information and soon widened his eyes.
'Lord Reid is a member of the Destiny Conquerors organization… But, Vivian or others haven't received any help from the organization during the past few years… In a sense, these members are acting privately under Reid's order…'
'As for their ties with Divine Order organization, it's more like an alliance, huh… Hmm, I will use Vivian's identity to infiltrate into this small unnamed organization and wait for the opportunity. With this accurate level of shape-shifting skill, Vivian's lifelong memories, and the soul orb abilities, I can indeed fool everyone. Although Louise might suspect that something is odd about me, I can convince her. After that, I will stay hidden in their hideout for a month or two while gathering information and form a plan to eliminate the whole unnamed organization.'
'Hmm, my next worry is about Divine Order… I need to find another perfect target… Casey is out of the option. Hmm, I should search for a member and kidnap him swiftly. Moreover, the target must be a Fire Mage class Mystic; otherwise, I might screw up. Even if he/she is a Rank-3, there won't be much of a problem.' He felt an excited little inside.
'Hehe, I want to screw up everyone's plan. Nobles, mages, evil cult members, churches… Humph, I will show what a shape-shifter can do within the next three months.' A cold glint appeared in his eyes.
