The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

[The life of a lich is a pilgrimage of the torch. 】

[So don't be sad for me, Areci. My phylogeny will drift in the river of time and space, waiting for the next child who can pick it up, by then...]

[The new lich and you will definitely meet in a very happy world. 】

"Ujfa Lucy..." The blood clan read the name that was locked on the phylogeny and passed down from generation to generation. The initial astonishment had disappeared from his face, replaced by a softness of nostalgia.

"You are right, we did meet in a very happy world."

He whispered.

But the newborn lich seemed...very timid.

Lich was a very special dark creature before ten thousand years. The male was named Ujfalusi and the female was named Ujfalusi. As the uncrowned monarch of many undead and the master of the highest undead magic, if a lich is on the main battlefield like the Sea of ​​Undead, even the father of the Arecio blood family has to avoid its edge.

Lich is theoretically immortal, but if the lich is not killed, he will spontaneously choose his own day of death. At that time, the Lich will release the phylactery in the depths of the soul, drifting into the current of time and space, waiting for the next person who is qualified to obtain it. Those who get the phylactery will become new-born liches, so each generation of liches often presents different racial characteristics. The only constant is to control more subtle undead magic. The flesh and blood on the hands of the liches will fall off and become Bones.

Alessio thought of this, lowered his head slightly, and saw the girl lich looking at him covertly from under his hood. Seeing him looking over, he was slightly surprised, but resisted not bowing his head, from his nose. A whispered single tone of doubt came out.

"…Ok?"

It seems to be responding to him calling her name at the beginning.

"Arecio." The Kindred pointed to himself, "It's the Kindred. It has just been recovered for a few days."

The wolf pup made an unwilling lonely "whoop" at his feet, and Arecio squatted down, rubbed the wolf pup's head, halfway through it, and stretched out a bone hand tremblingly, watching him. The next quickly took it back.

"I want to touch it too?" Arecio pinched one of the front paws of the wolf pup, and the wolf pup who was forced to stand on three legs swayed, and his spherical body tended to fall on the spot.

"Touch it, he won't bite you, I think you should know you too."

The Lich was still trembling, holding the egg **** box in one hand, and slowly stretched out hesitantly in the other—

Touched Arecio's head.

Like petting a small animal, the Lich stroked the black hair of the blood race, carefully not to mess up. After a few touches like this, she seemed to be satisfied. She retracted her hand back into her wide sleeve, hung her head, and returned the egg **** in her arms.

"Why, are you sorry?"

Under the hood, the Lich's face flushed with shame, and he nodded slowly, his voice as soft as a gnat.

"Yes... I'm sorry..."

"Take...your...things..."

She was talking, trembling all over, and the **** box that she handed out was shaking constantly, and Arecio could even hear the crusts of the tarts colliding with each other inside.

"Nothing, just say it next time, this box is for you."

Arecio finally let go of the wolf pup who was about to be untenable, and walked back a few steps to make sure that the neuropathy reconnected. The lich who stayed in place took back the egg **** box in a daze, slowly realizing that he was forgiven, and when he was happy, he held the box tightly in his arms, and the smashed egg **** leaked out of the box, leaving her all dregs. .

Arecio:...

These dark creatures raised in the nursery center have a big problem, and one or two of them are stupid.

The Lich looked at the twisted egg **** box and the scum all over him, crying.

"Ah, Miss Lucy!" Darff, the cub's caregiver, had stood far away. Seeing this situation, he hurried forward to deal with it. Arecio accurately picked up the wolf pup who was trying to lick the debris on the ground. Seeing that the Lich shrank slightly because he was not familiar with Dalf, he couldn't help but frown.

"Where is her caregiver?"

Dalf sighed.

"Miss Lucy's situation is a bit complicated, she is directly connected to the medical department." Seeing that the Lich always resisted her approach, Dalf sighed sadly, and sent a message directly to the relevant doctor in the medical department.

"Ms. Lucy is very sensitive to the outside world, and she is also a little bit afraid. She has arranged several nurtures before, which will only aggravate Miss Lucy's tension and can only rely on Doctor Zhu Heng for psychological counseling for a long time.

"It stands to reason that you won't go out easily. This time it may have been sneaked out."

Dalf said, raising his hands to signal that he would not come closer. The Lich sighed with relief, and quickly ran behind Arecio holding the box of crushed tarts, carefully clutching his clothes, and secretly observing Dalf. Will it be close.

Arecio felt abnormal. Although the Lich avoided the world, he was not autistic. Ujfa Lucy's current situation was obviously abnormal.

He thought about how he could comfort his friend before.

Arecio held a wolf pup with a lich behind him, and when he walked into the cafeteria, he was very much noticed. He ordered a roast chicken at the ordering window, then found a seat at random, and patiently shaved the whole chicken off the skin. The wolf pup was so tempted by the smell of roast chicken that he circled around him. Considering his size, Arecio gave him only a little leg meat.

A complete chicken rack was formed under Arecio's hands, leaving a strong fragrance.

"Let's play with it," Arecio said.

Giving bones and corpses to the lich is a gift that will never go wrong, but at this stage Lucy may not be able to bear such a stimulating thing, so Arecio retreats second, and first have a chicken skeleton to play with.

Dalf:...

She felt that His Highness Arecio must be joking.

What surprised her even more was that after the initial hesitation, the Lich's eyes lit up bit by bit. She originally had elegant black hair with slightly curly hair like seaweed, but she was not noticed because she had shrunk in a dark corner all the year round. At this moment, her eyes were bright, and even the soul fire in her eyes was unusually active, naturally glowing unique to dark creatures. The kind of obscure and extraordinarily beautiful beauty.

She turned her head and glanced at Arecio, as if after confirming and getting the affirmative answer, she couldn't hide her joy and accepted this strange gift from outsiders. Arecio ordered two packing boxes, one for the bones and the other for the removed meat. The egg **** was reshaped by the skillful cafeteria staff and returned to the lich.

"Dalf." Alessio asked, "Can you please take care of her and heat it up when she wants to eat these things? Helgodon is tired from playing today and should go to bed early at night."

Other people, witches, are even less familiar, and are more likely to have discomfort. Darff has been in contact with them. As for the medical department...

Arecio felt that no one would like to see a doctor often.

Of course Dalf agreed and sent Lucy back personally. The humanoid dark creatures have their own rooms in the conservation center, but the Lich is often emotionally unstable and lives in the medical clinic more often, but her residence also has some items carefully prepared by the center:

Pink lace curtains, small animal-shaped fabric sofas, piles of dolls and pillows, cute dolls... The childcare center racked their brains to prepare things they thought girls of this age would like, but the lich seemed lacking in interest.

At least Dalf felt that the Lich was less interested in these things than she was in the box at this time. The Lich divided the three boxes into two groups. One group was eaten and handed over to Dalf to heat it. She herself held the chicken skeleton and sat there staring intently.

The chicken and egg tarts were hot, and Dalf put them on the table. The Lich was still staring at the skeleton, but reached out to the food, picked up a piece of chicken and slowly gnawed at it.

Have something to eat!

Dalf was so excited that he dared not say a word from the side, for fear of disturbing the Lich's eating. The medical staff who received the report were also excited, squeezing in front of the screen and watching the Lich eat through Darff.

[Really ate it! Eat a lot! There has never been so much! 】

[Ah, Lucy eat more, eat like this every day in the future! 】

The Lich stared at the skeleton in the paper box intently, and the fire in his eyes shook steadily. Suddenly, she seemed to understand something, a strange light appeared in her eyes, she stood up, raised the hand that did not hold the chicken, as if giving orders—

Get moving! Dead life!

The chicken skeleton began to tremble violently, and the scattered bones were assembled, as if there was a hand operating in the void. The process was not fast. When Arecio disassembled the chicken, the Lich sat next to her. She clearly saw how the blood family’s beautiful fingers separated the bones and brought them back together. It was not for her. How difficult.

After the skeleton was assembled, the Lich gave another order, and the chicken bone began to run. First, he jumped off the table and landed on a carpet full of patterns. There were some patterns of trees and streams on the carpet, so the chicken bone seemed to rush into the forest. At first they would trip over the cascading tree roots, or skewed in the creek, but soon, the Lich’s manipulation became more flexible, and the chicken bones became vigorous, flying up the canopy, swinging the cane, spreading its wings from Glide high and land!

When the oily skeleton landed, it skipped the delicate faces of the dolls on the shelf, hooked the lace curtains to draw a greasy stain, and then stepped on the pile of pillows with a pair of feet, jumping from red to green, and stepped on The head of the big dog drifted past the tip of the cat's tail...Finally, the chicken bones that circled the room rushed towards its manipulator, and the Lich laughed and opened his hands to welcome it back from the adventure.

—Or she returned from an adventure.

Under the horrified gaze of Dalf and the other people across the screen, the chicken bone jumped onto the table again, standing in a position where the lich could look down, crossing his feet, and the right wing bones gathered in front of his chest, making an elegant gesture. The courtesy of the curtain call.

Like a knight.

Thought the Lich.

She also lifted her clothes and smiled back to the knight.