"Solved." Dosmas patted the dust on his body and got off the stage, with a happy expression on his face. From this angle, the little leprechaun is burning and scattering rainbow light reflected behind him, making his ordinary figure look like a god.
But this feeling only lasted half a second. The fuel pile soon emitted the last ray of light. It went out with a burp. The magical light and shadow phenomenon disappeared without a trace in an instant. The boring ceiling-like sky of Fifth City once again dominates the entire background. Dosmas stepped over the clumps of grass stains on the floor and walked along the path made of garbage. He is still so ordinary. Ordinary and happy. He didn't even look at the pile of gold.
"Aren't you going to send them back to the vault?" Yi Cha blinked. "It seems like someone just said that they want to protect the property of the Fifth Mathematical Olympiad Academy." He glanced at the pile of things - gold is gold after all. Even if it is packed in a tattered bag and is full of dirt, it still has a pretentious sheen. This kind of material property is really rare in time. “What is collected here is at best half of the exchange’s original reserves.”
Dosmas looked around. Leprechaun burns with a pure flame, leaving no residue behind. However, the slumped posture of several rickety guards was very conspicuous. Their faces were chewed.
He saw no more living creatures. "Yeah?"
"Once you run away, the remaining half will probably be thrown away soon. They already know there is gold here."
"I just wiped them out." Dosmas touched his nose. "Well. We. You and me."
"The leprechauns are endless. Like the rainbow."
"Is the rainbow endless? Okay. I believe you. Grandpa." Dosmas thought for a while, then nodded normally. "But I've protected the exchange. And I..."
"You won't make mistakes. But that doesn't mean things will go as you want. Will the exchange still be protected after you leave? The gold may still be stolen by the new little leprechaun."
"Oh." Dosmas nodded again. Then laughed. "But that's okay, Grandpa. I've protected the exchange. Now it's time to find Master Willy Shaw to record my first legendary move. With this material, and you and everything you've done for me , Grandpa, Master Willy Xiao should be happy to open a new book for me."
"I will be the new protagonist." He smiled ordinary.
It's very simple to put it this way. What Dosmas wants is not results—not results that can easily be taken for granted. His estimate is not overly optimistic. After all, the profitable statements have already shown his gains.
Icha has no intention of commenting on any of these steps.
They plummeted down the hollow in the middle of the spiral staircase.
The situation on the exchange is not good enough though. But it's not bad enough. Half the gold is missing. Every leprechaun within sight was wiped out. The shadows that were about to move in the corner were also wrapped in cloth and flattened - the cloth they brought with them. Dosmas' timely arrival, coupled with the emergency formula that required strong power, did solve a bit of the crisis. He also got the material to become a legend in the universe. But the rickety guards and traders have also entered a state of immobility.
Metz did not send new employees. Not to mention any support. Icha wasn't going to dwell on what he was thinking - the guy had an entire academy waiting to be opened and over a hundred freshmen and key staff to worry about. Maybe they are simply not on the first page of the priority list.
think carefully. This matter is really not big.
Everything that happened from the opening ceremony to now was because he was overthinking it. This is one of the ordinary thefts and abductions that happen all the time in the entire universe. Just as common as Dosmas. Ordinary Dosmas deals with this ordinary random event——
Besides, gold is not a necessity in the Fifth Mathematical Olympiad Academy. Even if it is not enough, there is still plenty left in the stock left by Erobaba. As for a functional place in the city, not to mention dozens of rickets and leprechauns.
They reached the front room. The windows on the first floor, like those above, were turned into holes. a mess. All the way down, they were pretty sure the entire building was paralyzed. But everything that happens here seems to have nothing to do with the outside world. Looking out from where the window was before, the neat streets were still quiet. All the buildings in Suan City stand neatly and seem to be completely independent of each other.
Ordinary little everyday disasters. No impact.
Then they met the Archlich at the door of the Exchange.
Originally, everything had no impact. It doesn't matter. It's all little things. If they hadn't met the Archlich at the door of the exchange.
The great lich's skirt was fluttering and he wore a crown of thorns on his head. His eyes were dull. He raised his hand, and cold chains of condensed energy shot out from all directions, binding Dosmas tightly.
Dosmas turned his head with difficulty and looked at Icha.
"Grandpa," he said. The tone was ordinary confusion. "Didn't you say that all the undead souls were resurrected by you?"
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Willy Xiao nodded his furry head, and the pen tip left an ink dot on the paper. "Then what?" it asked. "The Archlich is here to find you. Sure enough, there are some powers that only the dead can use. So far it makes sense. What next?"
Dosmas' face was solemn.
Icha sighed. "You tell me."
"No. Please tell me. Dear grandpa, please. I want to hear what you have to say." Dosmas said.
"Okay." Yi Cha sighed again. He has sat down. There was no way this secretary's room, which was tailor-made for a quill pen, could make him feel any more comfortable. It really made him doubly frustrated.
"In your own words, Metz, we have resurrected about 99.6% of the undead. Therefore, it can be approximated that we have resurrected all the undead. Of course, as the data shows, 0.4% of them have been resurrected. omission," he said.
"Understood. Very few exceptions. What causes the exceptions?" Veri Shoshasha recorded. "Your abilities are insufficient? Your ideas are insufficient? Are they hiding it too well?"
"Because they are archliches."
"Are they very powerful? Can I understand them as being similar to Yimetz?" Willy Xiao asked. Then he laughed to himself. "Hi. Of course." He brushed quickly. "There are necromancy arcane mages. There must be necromancy natural mages, necromancy literary mages, and necromancy material mages——"
Icha blocked the quill with a finger to prevent him from continuing to write.
"Okay. Okay. I promise you. You won't be free to express yourself." Willy Xiao said a little aggrievedly. "You have 'invited' a big lich here. Then what? No need to think about it, of course he is going to make a big fuss in Yimetz's territory, right? But he shouldn't be the opponent of the original Olympus Mage... Ah!! "He screamed, forgetting the promise he made a second ago, and started dancing wildly on Yi Cha's fingers:
"One Metz made such careful arrangements for Dosmas and Ezhaint Xinkardes, of course because he wanted to use their power to kill the remaining 0.4%! He has now flipped His plan. The undead are no longer his comrades, but enemies!!!"
And thirty exclamation points.
Yi Cha opened Willy Xiao's hands and looked at his fingers in disgust.
"Is that so?" Quill asked unyieldingly.
