After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

They covered Oswald with the blanket, and then quietly closed the door behind them when they came out.

Jenny carried the surgical tray into the washroom, turned on the tap to rinse the instruments, and then silently picked up the purplish-black bone.

What is this?

Even with all her knowledge, she could not uncover the true name of the twisted, immortal magic before her.

What a terrifying, yet ingenious masterpiece this is!

The immortal magic, which cannot be dispelled and permeates all things, can grant the undead a more powerful body and the ability to use magic.

If this magic hadn't been applied to a powerful figure like Oswald, she couldn't even imagine how severe the consequences would have been!

"You look terrible."

Jenny was startled and looked up at the mirror. There was Eleanor silently behind her.

Those crimson eyes were as still as solid ice.

"What are you afraid of, Duke's body?"

Elena walked over and placed her hands under the running water to wash away the bloodstains.

"The Duke is a hero of the Northern Territory, why should I be afraid of him? Besides, it's just a skeletal mutation, nothing to be afraid of." Jane regained her composure and brought the mutated skeleton to Eleanor.

"The real trouble is the magic on this."

The two cleaned the surgical instruments together and went side by side to a private rest room for someone.

Sometimes even Oswald couldn't say for sure whether the relationship between Eleanor and Janet was good or bad.

The two of them liked to argue in their previous life, and since neither of them had many friends, they often got together to chat, but the conversation would eventually end in a bad mood.

Slumping her weary body onto the sofa, Jenny, her face still etched with worry, accepted the tea offered by Eleanor and began to speak slowly.

"Why are there so many evil spirits in the world? Could it be that we have truly angered the gods?"

Upon hearing this, Elena looked Elena up and down in her nun's uniform and said helplessly, "Didn't you say that God loves us all equally, and because of love, He doesn't control us? Then why should we doubt God just because of calamities?"

Jenny sighed; she understood this perfectly well. "But this immortality magic is too bizarre."

"A kind of immortal magic that will never dissipate, a corrosive magic—do you understand what that means? Even if Lord Oswald can withstand it, what about the others? Those who solve the calamity become the new calamity, and if this cycle continues, the kingdom will collapse sooner or later."

"If a necromancer truly created such magic, what future would the world have? But what's most terrifying is that this magic seems to appear out of thin air, bringing calamity without warning..."

Sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, Elena finally understood where Jenny's unease came from.

The one who solves the calamity becomes the new calamity...

"So, the Duke's current state has absolutely nothing to do with his act of swallowing the giant python's magic crystal?"

Jenny was speechless. Was that the point? Could you please stop thinking about the Duke all the time?

"No, no matter what, he did something very dangerous."

Abbreviation: courting death.

After taking a sip of tea, Jenny managed to relax a little.

It is said that when the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. Now that the Duke is safe and sound, the Northern Territory can continue to be stable, and she only needs to do a good job in logistics.

It's just unknown whether the bone dragons in the Western Territory also carry dangerous undead magic.

Western Territory, Twilight City.

After the punitive expedition ended, Duke Drizzt quickly dispatched several scouts to the battlefield to gather intelligence.

The good news is that the bone dragon was indeed destroyed, and its skeleton could no longer move.

The bad news is that Baird, the dragon slayer, has disappeared without a trace, either alive or dead, and has likely met with some misfortune.

"Belder is a hero. The residents of the Western Territory will be grateful to him from now on."

Drizzt stroked his beard, finally letting out a sigh of relief. The bone dragon was gone, all was well…

That day terrified him. If it weren't for the brave knight commander who helped him escape, he would probably have been burned to ashes by the bone dragon's flames.

He expressed his gratitude for Baird's kindness, then turned to Thorne and his group and invited them, "You have all made such great contributions. Why don't we set off together for the royal city tomorrow? I can then speak on your behalf before His Majesty."

After saying this, he clapped his hands, and one by one, beautiful maids came to the crowd carrying porcelain plates filled with gold and silver jewelry.

"This is just a small token of my appreciation, please don't refuse."

Sophia didn't even glance at it. As a prodigy with top-notch talent and a high probability of becoming a great mage in the future, she wouldn't be tempted by such a small amount of wealth.

Or rather, these nobles simply did not understand the true value of those elite mages who had been sacrificed.

She stood up, carrying the last surviving mage, and said to Drizzt, "Now that things are resolved, let's head back."

Without waiting for Drizzt's response, she used magic to open the door and walked out on her own.

Dane, who was about to reach for the money, was stunned. "Wait, why don't I want the money?! You magicians are so noble, aren't you?!"

Okay, then I don't want it either.

Dane quickly withdrew his hand, crossed his arms, and sulked. During the battle, a large piece of his scalp had been shaved off by the bone dragon, and his skull had been shattered, making him look both comical and terrifying, someone no one dared to mess with.

Neither the mages nor the adventurers wanted him, and now all eyes were on Thorne.

At this moment, Thorne's mind was filled with Baird's image, and he was somewhat lost and disoriented.

He didn't understand why Baird, who had the power to kill the bone dragon, would still let them escape.

Admittedly, he also knew that if Baird hadn't calmly commanded and resolved the crisis several times during this campaign, he wouldn't have been able to harm the Bone Dragon in the slightest, and might have been crushed by it in a single encounter.

But if everyone works together, can't we achieve a better result?

Why must you... sacrifice yourself?

Seeing the Duke's expression worsen, Lilith quickly whispered to Thorne, "Thorne, accept the reward. We need to establish good relations with Duke Drizzt."

"Hmm, what? Oh."

Thorne snapped out of his daze and took the porcelain plate in a daze. Before he could even see what it was, he heard Duke Trist laugh out loud.

"Excellent, excellent! You truly are a young hero. The day I meet His Majesty will be the day you become famous throughout the land!"

Upon hearing this, Lilith was overjoyed and rose to her feet to bow, saying, "Thank you, Duke."

A new plan came to Lilith's mind.

In their previous life, they valued the Northern Territory too much. Indeed, the Northern Territory's cavalry was very strong, and it bordered the Demon Clan's territory directly, making it their first choice for establishing themselves and making achievements.

But to be honest, there are quite a few troubles there.

First, Duke Oswald of the Northern Territory is powerful and cunning, not someone to be trifled with. If it weren't for the fact that the demons' elite forces were deployed in his previous life, coupled with some strange luck, Oswald wouldn't have died so easily on the battlefield.

Secondly, the people of the Northern Territory are unruly and seem to be very resistant to outsiders. They are practically a bunch of troublemakers, and they will rebel and cause trouble if provoked even slightly. She really doesn't understand why it's impossible to implement such a great thing as letting heroes rule the Northern Territory, which would benefit the country and the people.

Third, and most importantly, in this life's Northern Territory, there is a woman named Elene, whose true nature they still cannot fathom. If Elene truly possesses memories of her previous life, then she is their greatest enemy.

Although in her previous life, Elene was also the hero's party's greatest enemy...

Such people should be eliminated when the opportunity arises.

Having learned from her previous life, Lilith suddenly realized that the Western Territory seemed to be a better choice for development.

Firstly, the Western Territory has far more land and population than the Northern Territory, making it suitable for them to recruit soldiers. Secondly, Duke Trist of the Western Territory is a man who doesn't concern himself with affairs and prefers to stay in the royal city rather than his territory.

Moreover, based on his memories from his previous life, he foresaw that political struggles would inevitably erupt in the future royal city, and centrist nobles like Drizzt would be the first to be purged!

Once the Duke of Tristram falls from power, they can seize power with the king's support and eventually take control of the entire Western Territory.

As for how to annex the Northern Territory, Lilith doesn't have a definite plan yet, but she's confident that when it comes to governing the territory and developing the military, ten Oswalds are no match for Thorne!

After the banquet, Thorne, who was taking a walk alone on the city wall to clear his head, was unaware that someone already had high expectations of him.

A gentle breeze was blowing. He gazed at the mountains to the northeast, feeling a heavy weight pressing on his heart, and with each breath, his nose began to sting.

He had too many confusions in his heart, and every time he faced the world, he felt both disconnected and bewildered.

Lilith says they know the future, but why don't they know this future?

If we know the tragic ending but don't try to change it, what's the point of going back in time?

And did he really become a great hero in the future?

If it was so great, why did it fail?

To be honest, he didn't have any lofty ambitions at all. Some people thought he was exceptionally talented and invited him to study at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, so he came.

The college was very interesting, and there were many beautiful girls there. He was very happy.

They said he was a hero destined by fate, everyone's hope in defeating the demons. He also felt he was much stronger than others, and even Lilith and the princess favored him greatly.

Until a female student with long, light blue hair sneered at him, saying, "Stop talking big. You don't know anything at all. And what kind of strongman do you think you are?"

Yes, now he finally understands that he doesn't know anything and is far from being a strong person.

Baird is dead. A great predecessor has passed away. All he can hate is his own powerlessness.

Gazing at the clouds gently lifted by the wind in the distance, Thorne finally made a decision, a decision he had considered long ago.

He didn't want to be bound by the past or his previous life; he wanted to go out and see the world for himself.