What kind of person was Ira?
Most people of the Empire, even Ira, would not know this, but his former colleagues or the emperor he was loyal to might understand a little.
Vera could barely understand and confirm that [Ira is definitely not loyal to the Empire]. You could say that he looked forward to the Empire becoming a powerful and equal country in the future, or you could say that he was loyal to his friendship with the previous Emperor Yosef.
It could even be said that he was loyal to Isabella because he liked lolis, but he could not be said to be loyal to the Empire, because Vera had heard Ira mention more than once that if the Empire walked on a bad path one day, he would personally bury it.
Because he usually said it after arguing with the nobles, there was a possibility that he was actually angry.
However, this could at least mean that Ira actually did not have much respect for the Empire, even for humans. In that case, he might really have the chance to… complete that, if he could complete the final step.
Perhaps he could… definitely… definitely…
"…"
"The Philosopher's Stone."
Vera, who had woken up from her half-asleep thoughts, opened her eyes on the bed and muttered to herself. Her dark mage robe scattered loosely, only wrapping a small part of her body.
The black robe contrasted with the flawless lich body. If such a scene was described as a work of art, there was no doubt that it was called [White and Black].
"…"
What time was it now?
Thinking of this, Vera tidied her mage robe slightly and crawled into the blanket… Although winter was almost over, the weather today seemed to be especially cold.
As a magic profession, because mana was not used to strengthen the body, compared to a physical profession, she was more afraid of cold, heat, and pain… However, that was only it.
Liches did not need to cherish their bodies.
"Yawn ~"
The yawning Vera stretched out her fair hand from under the blanket. The blue ring on her finger flickered. She lazily chanted, "Servant born from a knot, the mist leads to life."
With a soft chant, dark blue mana flowed out of the ring. Like dancing fireflies, it gradually began to outline its shape in the air, as if it was a human.
The chant was not over.
With the trigger of her words, she woke up the original scripture with more than ten thousand words in his mind and communicated with the barrier of the world. She outlined the model of the spell and used his magic power as a catalyst to exchange for the magic power flowing in the mana network formed by the World Tree to fill it.
"Fantasy, fall, silence, mold, elevation, immortality, mind, mind, mind, mind, mind, mind. A demonic creature who betrayed the mother of life and denied the branch of the soul and was born for me!"
Accompanied by the last byte, the spell was released—[Arcane Servant].
As the outline of the magic framework was filled, three human figures like Mr. Rhyme appeared in Vera's room… Although these were formed by mana and not mucus like Mr. Rhyme, their faces could not be seen.
These Arcane Servants moved according to Vera's wishes. Without needing a verbal order, they consciously moved. They helped her up and tidied her clothes, wash up, and move.
As for Vera, she did not need to do anything. She only needed to limp like mud under the service of the Arcane Servants. This was a mage… or rather, this was a palace mage who could use magic power wantonly.
"Vera, you still like to abuse magic."
Ira's voice sounded from behind. Vera, who was walking with the servant, did not look like a noble lady. Instead, she looked like a thief who had stolen something and was escorted to trial by the villagers (the servant).
This lazy and weak appearance was as if her legs were weak from fear.
"What abuse? I'm also using magic normally, okay?"
Vera, who was casually answering, woke up a little. She waved her hand to gesture for the servants to put her down. Then, she pointed at the ring and dismissed them. She said, "Since it's easy, I definitely have to relax ~"
"Hmph…"
Ira chuckled. The fairy sitting on his shoulder watched Vera and Ira talk curiously and felt that the two of them were especially close… Indeed, because the fairies were not there that day, they did not know that Vera and Ira were old friends.
"Aren't you going to eat breakfast? I remember you saying before that if people don't eat breakfast, it will cause… something?"
As Vera said this, she could no longer remember what Ira had said at that time. She said, "Something will happen to the stomach, but I'm a lich now. Don't worry."
In response, Ira asked, "How do you know I didn't eat breakfast?"
Vera: "Eh? Have you eaten?"
Ira said, "Actually, no."
"…"
Vera was speechless. She looked at the fairy on Ira's shoulder and seemed to have thought of something. She asked, "The fairy reported something so you're going to find the Demon King now? It's very urgent?"
"Yes, you're right."
Ira nodded. He said on behalf of the little fairy who was about to open her mouth, "This little fairy said that she encountered a wild little fairy who fled this morning. It seems that the wild little fairy lives in the forest near the Demon King's Territory."
"It seems that Satan Leaf hasn't woken up, so the fairies told me first. The wild fairies' original race was occupied and enslaved by the huge bee swarm, so it's undoubtedly a good thing to ask the Demon King's Territory for help."
Indeed, there was no need for Ira to explain. Vera could understand this. Although there was a suspicion of gloating, it was indeed a good thing.
The huge bees enslaved wild fairies, so there were fairies who came to ask for help. When the Demon King's Territory dealt with the huge bees, it would be the Demon King's Territory's turn to enslave the fairies. After all, the Demon King's Territory lacked hard work now.
Although it sounded like they had just left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den, everyone had to admit that… being a slave (demon) under the Demon King was happier than being a commoner in many places.
By the way, in fact, logically speaking, other than the various leaders who were qualified to participate in the morning dynasty in the Demon King Castle, all the residents of the other Demon King Territory were the personal assets of the Demon King.
Therefore, everyone was a slave.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"
"Save our companions!"
She treated Ira as a mount. The palm-sized elf sat on Ira's shoulder and commanded. She looked very happy and really liked this different human.
Ira seemed to be different from all humans.