Steampunk Era: Mad Abield
Chapter 783 - 531: The Winter Campaign (2)

Chapter 783: Chapter 531: The Winter Campaign (2)

Ails had been living rather well these days, or as the Southerners would put it, every day was like celebrating the New Year. Battles between humans and Chaos occurred daily at Lord Malin’s front, and as an Undead, he was supposed to be hated by all humans. However, today, when Ails once again answered Lord Malin’s summoning, not only did he receive a soul from a champion that Lord Malin had just dispatched, forged into a rather fine Golden Cake, but he also gained an income of roughly eighteen hundred Gold Coins.

It was indeed splendid. To earn such an income, Ails would have to lead his entire army to invade some world and risk all kinds of dangers to reap souls. Here, he didn’t have to worry about being pursued by the Legendary creatures and Deities of the locality, and he was even receiving invitations from Mortals.

"You’re saying you want to summon me to collect Chaos souls from other battlefields?"

Ails looked at the human officer in front of him, and if he had any skin, his expression would definitely be one of exaggerated astonishment.

Humans were inviting him to harvest souls?

Living for so long, this was the first time Ails encountered such an outrageous invitation, so he turned to Lord Malin for help.

"My lord, could you vouch for them?"

Ails felt that if Lord Malin could give his assurance, he could trust these humans.

"What, you’re afraid they’ll kill you?" Lord Malin, as usual, was preparing to leave with his lackeys. Hearing Ails’s request, he asked with a laugh.

Of course, Ails was anxious. He had "lived" for so many years, and every time he entered the main plane of humanity, he was always locked in a battle of wits and bravery against his own teammates and the Legendary creatures and Deities of the humans, surviving each time by his cunning and betrayal of his teammates.

This was the first time a Mortal human had invited him to harvest souls, even if they were Chaos souls, it was something that had never happened before.

"Ails, did you ever think you’d see the day you would strike it rich like this?"

Ails asked himself.

"Or is there a cold, hidden menace behind the invitation, something even Lord Malin doesn’t know about? Do they want to eliminate me?"

That shouldn’t be the case. He had no past grievances or recent disputes with this world. They might not treat each other with complete sincerity, but at least there was no intent to fight to the death.

Of course, Ails didn’t think this had anything to do with Lord Malin, for if he wanted to kill him, he didn’t need any of these machinations—a visit alone to Ails’s home would be enough for Lord Malin to hammer Ails and his army into a state of helplessness.

"Don’t worry, I’ll vouch for them; they won’t harm you," Lord Malin said with a smile, greeted the human officer, then turned to Ails, "If it doesn’t work out, send a puppet this afternoon to reap first. These days, the timid starve and the bold thrive. Do you want to earn thousands of Gold Coins each day without a hassle, or do you want to fight others to the death for a few hundred?"

Thinking it over, Ails nodded—fortune indeed favored the bold.

"Alright, no problem, I’ll tell them how to summon me."

Thus, Ails opened a new summoning channel specifically for these humans to use. They only needed to toss a Copper of their kingdom into a certain coordinate, and Ails would know they were summoning him. And if the coordinate was indeed in this region, then he’d come over.

If there was any discrepancy, Ails swore he would absolutely not come over, and he might even go to the Lord of Justice to complain.

Yes, to the Lord of Justice! They had already signed an agreement; why should humans break their word without consequence!

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"Raglof, this bone Lich named Ails is quite cunning," said the Paladin of the National Church who had observed his ritual, speaking to his old friend with a smile after Ails and Malin had left.

"Being suspicious is the way of survival. I actually think he did nothing wrong. As an Undead Lich, the effort he has put to reach the status of Legendary must be much more than some of our own," his old friend, Raglof Dendel, smiled, "But Lord Malin indeed has a wide circle of acquaintances, even counting an Undead as a friend."

"Yes, and to my surprise, my Lord also knows this fellow. However, I heard he became acquainted with Malin in his younger days, and his character shouldn’t be too bad, or he would have been Purified by my Lord long ago."

"That’s for certain. In my view, if one can face the Lord of Justice unscathed, that fellow can’t be all that bad. My coming here was unavoidable, it was a task from the Mage Tower," Raglof sighed, glancing at the members of the National Church, "They are different, acting as if they are facing a formidable enemy."

"Can’t help it, that’s a Legendary Lich. You and I together might not even be able to hold him. The young ones must be worried," said the Paladin with a smile.

"I think Mr. Ails is more worried about himself. After all, he is familiar with Lord Malin, who can summon him with just a whisper. We have absolutely no foundation for cooperation and no trust in each other, so I think it will take several collaborations for us to build mutual trust," Raglof noted as a messenger approached. After glancing at the message, he said, "A new battle has ended, not far to the East, about ten kilometers away. Let’s

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