The Lich Crown chose Mr. Raymond? In Lyle’s mind, that made sense. After all, it was Mr. Raymond.

"So, Mr. Principal, what happened between the Lich Crown and Mr. Raymond?"

Lyle saw the Principal’s Soul Flame flickering restlessly, as if mimicking the twitching expression on a human’s face.

"It was an ordinary day, I was in my office grooming my beard. The moonlight that night was so enchanting that you couldn’t help but fantasize about the wonders on the moon..."

"Then my office door flew up to the moon to find out for itself."

"?????" Lyle expressed great admiration for the Liches’ communication skills.

"Melok, covered in a radiant gold aura, stood outside my office door looking very dissatisfied. So he flung open my door forcefully, and the door panel smashed through the top of my tower and flew towards the moon."

"I was very angry at the time, but the innate detachment of a Lich determined my response. I am an elder, and I decided to give the rascal a chance to explain before I thrashed him."

"But instead he accused me first..."

[You have no public morals! You old codger, you’re actually dumping trash at the entrance of my club!]

"The absurd accusation made me momentarily stifle my rage. All the insult I’d prepared turned into simple words."

[What?]

"He looked at me with dissatisfaction and then showed me a handful of shattered fragments—shiny metal pieces with a dazzling color and some glowing gem shards."

[What’s the meaning of dumping these glass shards at the entrance of my club! I’ve sensed them with Holy Light! You are the maker of this thing! You old codger! What excuse do you have now?]

"Of course, I remembered what it was—the fragments of Andrei’s Crown of the Lich, the artifact that I had personally crafted, now reduced to pieces. My proud work had been destroyed by this lad!"

[Excuses? I’ll excuse your grandpa! You little bastard! You’re going to die!]

[Are you angry out of embarrassment? You old fart! Don’t take advantage of your age to bully others! My patience has its limits!]

[Shut up, whelp, I should have strangled you when I had the chance!]

"In the end, Raymond left a pile of debris and ran."

"The crown is broken?"

"The Lich Crown was broken, but its internal powers were undamaged. Making a new vessel for it is simple for me. I quickly discovered the pattern of the Lich Crown choosing its own master, although Raymond was not a good option."

"But what intrigued me more at that time was what had caused it to shatter. Knowing it was my creation, it should have been quite sturdy. Melok had no knowledge of the incident; it seemed it wasn’t his doing, and he is a Paladin who disdains lying."

"So, I conducted a tracking investigation. I repaired the Lich Crown and, as usual, carelessly placed it in the showroom. I hid in the shadows and quietly observed it."

"Andrei’s Crown of the Lich is an artifact with its own consciousness. Without anyone to watch or restrain it, it moved about by floating with its power."

"I followed it and watched as the crown found its way back to the doorknob of the Church of Holy Light. Melok bathed the whole church in Holy Light, preventing the Lich Crown, which was an anomaly, from entering."

"It buzzed about aimlessly at the door, and after spinning around three times, the Lich Crown sparkled, and light dots fell upon it, making it look a bit more noble and powerful. I weirdly watched the Lich Crown, feeling like I was looking at a young girl who had dressed up before a date with her beloved."

"The Lich Crown tapped gently on the great door with its magic power and then demurely hung itself on the doorknob. I had never seen it this tame before; every person who borrowed the Lich Crown would complain about its intermittent reliability. A sense of anticipation rose in my heart, growing with the heavy footsteps approaching from inside the church."

"The door burst open with a bang."

[Who’s the uncollected dead daring to act up in front of me, Raymond!]

"I watched the exquisite crown, as it met the wall with a savage kiss due to the explosive force with which Melok opened the door, its gentleness shattered by the hard stone. It lay in pieces on the ground."

[You old undead! You are dumping trash here again! Caught you red-handed this time! You’ve crossed the line!]

"I silently picked up my staff, and the enchanted light soared with the fury in my heart."

"I realized two things. First, Raymond was definitely not a trustworthy custodian for the Andrei Academy. Second, Andrei’s Crown of the Lich is truly despicable! It must have been this broken last time, yet here it is, courting death again!"

[Little brat! You’re going to die!]

[Are you sick in the head, you decrepit old thing? What have I ever done to you?]

[That’s right, your very existence is an insult to me!]

[Why are you so unreasonable!]

[I don’t need to be reasonable with you, a dead person who should be in hell!]

[You’re wrong, I’m a hundred percent going to heaven, for I am a righteous Paladin.]

[Then I, your granddaddy, will send you to heaven right now!]

"After that, I sealed away the Lich Crown. To create such a thing is really an insult."

Lyle watched with a stomachache as Nia held the shiny, beautiful crown in her arms.

"This is a Crown of the Holy Light’s lackey..." Lyle picked up the Lich Crown, "I suddenly don’t want it anymore."

Crack, as if responding to Lyle’s soft complaint, a fine, visible crack appeared on the Lich Crown.

"Dean sir! The Lich Crown! It, it’s cracked!" Lyle felt helpless.

The dean was quite composed.

"Cracked again, huh? Don’t worry, that’s normal." The dean bent down to examine the crown’s crack, "This guy has grown a little bit again, it’s been growing quite rapidly recently, it needs a new body."

"Don’t worry, Plague Doctor sir, take it with you. With a little expenditure of the power of the kin, it will heal itself."

"It, it grows?"

"Yes, even though it has taken physical form, it essentially remains a symbol of Andrei Lich’s power. It connects to every person in Andrei, the power of every Lich contributes knowledge to it. Our kin is growing stronger, Plague Doctor sir, grow alongside Andrei."

Artifacts, still growing in power, although in some respects it’s quite awful.

Lyle held the acquired crown and bowed to bid the dean farewell.

"By the way, Plague Doctor sir."

"Is there anything else, Dean sir?"

"Andrei’s Crown of the Lich is a very delicate tool, it adjusts and adapts to the user’s magic power, it will suit you perfectly... even a human can perfectly control the Andrei’s Crown of the Lich."

Human?

The stiffness of his body and the shiver of his soul made Lyle turn back again.

"I don’t understand what you mean, Dean sir."

Watching that pair of soul flames surge, within the shadow of the huge wizard’s hat, a flame extinguished and then reignited in an instant.

It was like a human blinking.

"It’s nothing more than what I said, Plague Doctor sir."

"I’m just showing off my creation."