Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

"Chief Grassa, you're very kind." Lynn took the cage and had the fallen angel carefully put it away.

In the past, when he invaded the world, he would have several undead of the Saint Mark level command their armies separately.

Each legion fights its own battles; there's no coordination whatsoever, and even managing one's own legion is difficult—it's all very disorganized.

However, this is also a characteristic of the undead legion: they don't care about tactics or battle formations at all, and rely entirely on overwhelming numbers to crush their opponents.

However, with this cluster of brain beasts, the strategic level can coordinate and the tactical level can micro-manage down to the squad level, which can indeed improve combat effectiveness significantly.

Lynn was already planning to bring this thing with him the next time he conquered the world.

Representatives from the Death, Plague, War, Fear, Shadow, and Curse factions also sent gifts one after another.

Some gave rare materials, some gave one-time-use magical artifacts, and some gave their own faction's unique notes.

Lynn accepted them all and returned the gifts politely.

Next are the faculty advisors and regular wizards.

This round had more people and more varied gifts.

Some people gave away soul crystals, some gave away monster materials, some gave away potions they had made themselves, and some simply gave away magic stones.

By the time Lynn received the last one, her expression had become somewhat numb.

I never imagined receiving gifts could be so tiring.

The ritual was only truly over when the last wizard left.

At this moment, he is truly the chief of the Soul Department!

Lynn did not go straight back to his residence, but instead asked the mentors and deacons of the Soul Department to wait for him at the branch.

On his way to the Soul Department, he used his mental power to scan everyone following behind him.

Most people were respectful and apprehensive, unsure of what their new boss's temperament would be like, except for two people.

Those were the two deputies that Marfa had originally appointed.

Lynn could sense the deep-seated fear and resistance within them.

That emotion was well disguised, but it couldn't be hidden by his soul's perception.

Lynn sneered inwardly.

A new emperor brings a new court. These two have served under Marfa for so long; who knows what kind of shady dealings they might have, or when they might betray you?

Rather than leaving it as a potential problem, it's better to replace it now.

Upon arriving at the Soul Department, Lynn sat down in the main seat, and two deputies stepped forward to introduce the department's affairs.

They spoke fluently, clearly prepared, and their words sounded quite logical.

As Lynn listened, he flipped through the documents they handed him. Halfway through, he snapped the scroll shut.

"Personnel allocation is chaotic, resource allocation is unclear, and even basic teaching arrangements are problematic." Lynn looked at the two people.

"Is this how you two deputies manage the Soul Department?"

The two men's expressions changed, and one of them tried to explain, "Sir, these are from when Chief Marfa was in office..."

"I'm the chief now!" Lynn tapped her fingers on the table, interrupting him.

The other deputy opened his mouth, then swallowed his words.

Lynn's gaze just now was incredibly oppressive; if they dared to defy him on the spot, they might not even be able to save their lives.

"If you can't do it well, then don't do it. Your positions are yours starting today."

Lynn didn't beat around the bush.

"I will choose two other deputies."

The two men looked grim, but in the end they simply lowered their heads, bowed, and silently stepped aside.

The other instructors and deacons also remained silent, and no one dared to plead for them.

Lynn sensed the emotions of everyone present and quickly chose two people.

One of them is a senior mentor in the department, a top-tier instructor in the second ring, and the awe and respect for him are genuine.

The other one... is Alphonse.

I don't really care about personal abilities, as long as they don't betray me or do anything underhanded.

So be it if I'm mediocre.

"Belok, you'll be my first mate," Lynn said.

The veteran Belloc paused for a moment, then stepped forward excitedly: "Thank you for your trust, Chief."

"Alphonse," Lynn said, looking at him, "you'll be the second-in-command."

Alphonse stepped out of the crowd, his expression somewhat hesitant.

He seemed to want to say something, but did not refuse on the spot.

Lynn didn't ask any more questions and waved her hand, "Everyone, go home and get back to your work. You two should hand over your tasks properly."

The two former deputies quickly agreed, not daring to show the slightest dissatisfaction.

They could only accept their fate. It was already a favor that Lynn was willing to give them a reason to dismiss them; otherwise, even if he had directly dismissed them, they wouldn't have dared to resist.

After all, he is the chief's deputy, mainly serving the chief, and must satisfy the chief and be easy to use.

The crowd filed out, but Alphonse remained where he was, clearly preoccupied with something.

After everyone else had left, he walked up to Lynn, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"My lord, I..." He paused, but still managed to say it.

"I've accepted a garrison mission that requires me to stay in a small town in the main world for an extended period. I might not be up to the task of being your second-in-command. You should find someone more suitable."

Lynn looked at him but didn't say anything.

Alphonse looked a little uneasy and added, "I really wasn't making a fuss."

"I understand," Lynn said calmly. "Since you don't accept it, then forget it. I won't force you."

It's important to know that the Soul Department is one of the three major departments in the academy.

His deputy was considered the second-in-command of the entire Soul Department, enjoying a high status and treatment within the academy, a position many would kill for.

As long as I make the announcement, I'm afraid someone will be willing to pay a huge price for this position, and it will definitely fetch a good price.

The fact that he allowed this newly promoted first-ring wizard to take on the role was already out of consideration for their friendship.

But since Alphonse doesn't accept my good intentions, then so be it, I won't force it.

Alphonse breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked up at Lynn, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Chief, there's something I need to tell you."

"explain."

Seeing that Lynn wasn't very interested, Alphonse said directly:

"My lord, after you resurrected Rowling, everything was normal at first, but she started to act very strangely, and she seems to be becoming more and more like Malpha."

Lynn, who was already planning to leave, suddenly turned dangerous upon hearing this.

"Explain yourself, what happened?"

Alphonse recounted the changes that occurred after Rowling's resurrection.

From initially being normal, to later becoming dazed, muttering, and experiencing a drastic change in personality, and then recently returning to normal.

And those eyes that chilled him to the bone.

"Sometimes when she looks at me, it really feels like Master Marfa is looking at me," Alphonse said, his voice strained.

After hearing his words, Lynn's face turned completely cold: "Where is Rowling now?"

"In my lab," Alphonse said.

"Take her to Marfa's old lab." Lynn stood up. "I'll wait for you there."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Alphonse watched his retreating figure, and his heart sank.

He sensed from Lynn's tone that something was amiss!