The soul of the Withered Rose was completely open to Amberser, without a hint of wariness.
Amberser could have tampered with her soul, turning the Undead Queen into his absolute slave.
If it had been earlier, Amberser might not have resisted the temptation, after all, Gloomyland was filled with endless gold.
But now Amberser... still hesitated for a long time.
There was no helping it, having been a Lich for too long, the issue of money left too deep an impression, and even when alive, Amberser was not exactly a person of strong will and virtue.
However, the best way to resist temptation was to not pay it any mind or glance at all.
Amberser shifted his attention to something else, and that was how to weave a complete soul.
Even possessing the ability to create Pseudo-Souls, this was no simple task for Amberser.
