The overlord of the gods is interrogating the alien female spy.

　"Um...this...that..."

　Seeing her guilty look, Chen Lingxu ignored her and slowly moved his gaze down from the delicate little face that was half-hidden under the wide pointed wizard's hat.

　A slender, fair neck, beautiful and alluring collarbones, and a light, almost translucent veil—everything was so beautiful, like the night sky just rising from the horizon as the sun sets.

　When Chen Lingxu's eyes fell on that chest that was flatter than a mirror, his earlier admiration instantly turned into disdain.

　"Hey! What do you mean by that look?!"

　Seemingly to prove her strength, she angrily straightened her upper body again. But upon closer inspection, it only became flatter, not flatter still.

　"What time is it now?"

　Chen Lingxu's gaze shifted from her barren future to the dark triangular hole in the center of her chest, as if a thread was floating out from it, wrapping around the girl before him, and then extending into another space.

　"Uh...it's almost dark, what's wrong?"

　"...I'm asking about the calendar. What time is it in Terra now?"

　"Oh...you're not being clearer. It's...uh...it should be...probably...the Crystal Age...around 910 years ago."

　She pulled out a book from beside her, something that seemed to be a diary, and after flipping through several pages, she hesitantly answered the question.

　"……idiot."

　"Hey, why are you swearing!"

　Looking at this man who showed no remorse or shame, but instead lay there leisurely as if he were using his little cube as a propeller, Emengard truly regretted picking him up.

　She had initially felt sorry for him because she had knocked him unconscious, but now it seemed better for her to leave him there to feed the beasts.

　"Hmph. You idiot who can't even remember the time, do you expect me to praise you?"

　What? "

　"If you can remember it, why are you asking me? If I'm an idiot, what are you? A moron?!"

　"Ok?"

　Emengard regretted her words immediately after her outburst. How could she lower herself to the level of such a person, who had broken down and started cursing at her over just a few words? That wasn't good. She should read more about 'how to cultivate one's character' later.

　“I just realized that I don’t think I’ve ever asked you that.”

　"What do you want to know now? You can't ask for nothing this time."

　Chen Lingxu took another careful look at the girl in front of him, whose clothes were clearly scantily clad, yet whose figure was so voluptuous that people only wanted to admire her from afar.

　"You're a Sarkaz, right?"

　“Uh… ahem. That’s right. I am one of the most intelligent liches, Emengard. You have some sense to recognize me, man.”

　Emengard introduced himself with a hint of pride.

　What should I say next to scare him into doing errands for her to repay the debt of saving him?

　"That's quite a coincidence. Of all the creatures I've killed, the most are Sarkaz."

　The man's voice froze the girl's smile on her face.

　"You, you wouldn't... repay kindness with enmity, would you..."

　"Didn't you knock me unconscious first?"

　"Gulp...I...Get off the bus immediately!"

　Emengard tried to kick him out of his little cube before he could react, but...

　"Ugh?"

　Why don't my own threads or the abilities of the little cube work on him?!

　Looking at the man bound tightly with her silk threads like a rice dumpling, and at the small square passage she had opened leading to the outside world, yet… he remained completely still. Surely it couldn't be because she was sitting on him? Her body wasn't heavy at all!

　"Spatial abilities? Coincidentally, I know a little bit about that too."

　Chen Lingxu casually snapped the silk threads wrapped around his wrist, then reached out to the lich in front of him.

　"Gurgle...body...get out of my way!"

　Emengard tried her best to dodge the snail-like hand, but... why couldn't she dodge it at all? Her body, the lich's body, was just a ball of threads, why couldn't she move?

　"So it was hidden here all along."

　The man in front of him simply grabbed at him casually, yet it terrified Emengard so much that his soul almost left his body.

　Physically speaking, it was scared out of its wits...

　The lich's soul transformed into a scabbard, which the liches hid in a place where no one could find it...

　But… her life-saving casket… is now in their hands. With just a gentle grasp, her soul will be scattered… In this era where souls vanish, death is probably truly death…

　She's still young... she has so many books she hasn't finished reading... and so many projects she wants to do...

　"You bad guy... Waaah..."

　She really did a good deed but got no reward... She saved such a despicable man.

　"It's noisy."

　Looking at the small life box in his hand, Chen Lingxu gently pressed it with his thumb, and the lich in front of him immediately shut his mouth, but his eyes were still looking at him pitifully, full of grievances.

　“I haven’t collected a lich’s phylactery yet. Emengard, haven’t I? From now on, as long as you can prove your worth, I won’t kill you.”

　“Value…you, come on…”

　If it's just about academic matters, although she's not as good as her teacher or other old liches, her knowledge is still among the top tier in the Sarkaz. The man in front of her can't even remember the current time, so what questions could he possibly ask that she can't answer?

　"Oh? That's great. Very well, then I'll give you a chance to show off."

　Although the lich before him was extremely barren, Chen Lingxu was not one to be ignorant of appreciation, and his evaluation of beauty could not be limited to just one group.

　While Emengard may have one major weakness, her strengths in other areas more than compensate for this flaw.

　Beneath her light and airy lich uniform was a distinctive bodysuit, and below her slender waist were a pair of stunningly beautiful legs that seemed capable of taking one's life.

　Snow-white skin was enveloped in delicate black silk, and in the middle of it was a silk thread that seemed to have been created specifically for this purpose, allowing one to learn how to enjoy this delicacy without any instruction.

　That is, removing the shrimp vein.

　Chapter Twenty-Six: The Clear-Headed, Foolish College Student

　"You bad guy... you super bad guy... I clearly helped you... sob sob..."

　"Huh? How come you can't remember? Didn't you bump into me first? And you dared to kiss me? You're punished by having to do three more sets of squats."

　"Waaah... I'll die from this intensity... Can't we go for one set...?"

　"What do you think? If I were to force it using the Fate Box, it wouldn't be three sets, but thirty sets."

　Thirty sets? Twenty squats per set... Even if her body were made of iron, let alone silk, it would wear down a layer of skin!

　Miss Lich raised her hand to wipe away her tears, looking aggrieved. She tried to glare at the guy in front of her with her big, watery eyes while maintaining her crossed legs and pressing her hands on the small square cushion to carry out his orders.

　That despicable guy... not only is he an ingrate... but he's also a slut... to someone he just met.

　The beautiful lich harbored malicious intentions... and even used her life casket to force herself upon her...

　I'll crush you! I'll crush you!

　"Hmm... those two movements were very standard. Keep them at this standard from now on!"

　"Gulp...no...I'll die if you do this..."

　Touching his hard belly, Emengard quickly turned around and asked him to lighten his load.

　"What nonsense are you talking about? Everything's fine now, isn't it?"

　Emengard's phylactery was shaped like a heart-shaped macaron. After studying it for a moment, Chen Lingxu put the phylactery into his mouth under her watchful gaze.

　"Eeeeeeeee! No, don't do this... The life box can't... gulp... spit it out! Spit it out! Please..."

　It's like my whole body was...

　With each chew of the other's mouth, Emengard couldn't help but shiver, losing all strength to move.

　"Be good, listen to me. When I'm done playing with you, I'll give your fragile life box an indestructible quality. Even if the earth is destroyed, it won't be damaged in the slightest. How about it, little lich?"

　Raising his hand to touch the face of the little lich half-lying in front of him, Chen Lingxu pressed the Life Box Cookie under his tongue, offering her a tempting offer.

　Indestructible ability?

　Emengard looked at the man in front of him, feeling utterly lost.

　The liches' phylacteries are extremely fragile, which is why they are hidden away in various places. But what if they truly possessed indestructible qualities...?

　Wait a minute! If that happens... won't she become the man's plaything for the rest of her life?! And since the Life Box is indestructible, wouldn't he do even worse things to her?!

　But if she refuses now, her life box will probably be chewed up like a cookie, right?

　"Waaaaah...you big bad guy...how are you going to bully me now...waaaah..."

　Since things have come to this... we can only back down for now and then look for an opportunity... look for an opportunity... can we really find one?

　"How can you call it bullying? Although I don't particularly like Sarkaz, I still quite like beauties like you."

　Patting the tearful Lich Girl's face, Chen Lingxu said something that made her stare blankly.

　“Emanggard, I’m very sensitive to that hole in your chest.”

　There? Surely not?!

　"I...I understand... Waaah..."

　After thoroughly releasing the pressure with his physical body, Chen Lingxu lay in the 'carriage' that Emengard called the Little Cube, slowly playing with a soft foot in his palm. As agreed, he used his teeth as an anvil and a forging hammer, constantly biting down on the life box in his mouth to enhance its durability and add the 'indestructible' quality.

　"Um... could you please return my life box to me... Lord Chen Lingxu..."

　Emengard leaned against the other side, not only having to let the other party play with his legs, but also having to clean up the overflowing fluid in his chest himself. But feeling the unprecedented 'resilience' emanating from the phylactery, the pressure that the lich feared most suddenly dissipated.

　"No."

　"Huh? How could you do this... I, I've listened to everything you said, I've done whatever you told me to do. I even gave you my... this place..."

　Pulling at the thread extending from the hollow in her chest, the Lich once again gained a clear understanding of the unpredictability of human nature.

　"Use your brain, you idiot. When did I ever say I would return my collection to you?"

　"Hmm...uh...yes, yes."

　It seems they only said they would make her life box stronger, never mentioning they would return it after they were done bullying her. And they even planned to keep her life box as a collection… Sigh, what kind of person is this?

　"Alright. Now let's get down to business."

　Chen Lingxu swallowed the life box whole, storing the energy in his stomach as he did so, and then looked at this silly beauty.

　Tell me about your background and your purpose.

　"Ah...okay, okay. Lord Chen Lingxu."

　Emengard looked at his other hand, which was being extended without any politeness, and helplessly let him take off his other dark patent leather high heel.

　That perverted bastard! Why is he so 'fond' of her legs and feet?

　“I come from Ludwig of Letania. This time, I am going to Kazdel to deliver a message to His Highness the Demon King in the name of a lich.”

　"Oh? The Demon Lord of Kazdel? Continue."

　Hearing this, Chen Lingxu became slightly interested.

　"Uh... what are we continuing?"

　She's said everything she needed to say.

　"Hmm? You're just going to deliver a message?"

　"Yes. It's said that the Demon King wants to do business with Letania and wants us to help make connections. I'm going there to tell her the outcome. If I have nothing else to do, I'll stay there for a few days and then return to Devig."

　What was Letania's response?

　"I didn't see it in the letter."

　"What about the letter?"

　"Ugh... Don't open it. This was written inside by my teacher. It's a visual incantation. If you open it, the letter will be ruined."

　Emengard took a roll of envelopes from her handbag, but looking at the man in front of her, she hesitated, appearing reluctant to give them to him.

　"Ha, look at you. I have no interest in what's written here. Is this your first time in Kazdel?"