This Lich Requests More Remuneration-Chapter 163 - 150 The Prophecy Cannot Be Changed

Chapter 163: Chapter 150: The Prophecy Cannot Be Changed

Chapter 163 -150: The Prophecy Cannot Be Changed

Harvey’s forlorn smile let Amberser know that his guess was true.

Prophecy, a power so formidable it was as if endowed by Deity itself.

If you cannot see it, a foreseeable future is bound to happen.

Because fate cannot be changed, prophecy is powerful enough.

So, the biggest issue is, when you foresee your own death, no matter how hard you try, it is merely futile struggling.

Death will come precisely as you have seen it, without fail or delay even to the second.

Not even the Deities could save you.

“How much longer is there?” Amberser asked Harvey.

Harvey said with a sigh, “Probably less than two months. I can’t see it that precisely, but since I’ve met my mentor here, I reckon there aren’t many days left.”

“Have you been waiting for me here all this time?” Amberser asked.

Harvey nodded and continued, “I had a vague feeling, I knew I could wait for my mentor here; just didn’t expect it would take almost half a month. But, I am glad that I can return the Life Casket to my teacher before I die, that is all the peace I need.”

Amberser remained silent.

Every time, when an old friend leaves, it’s mostly the same feeling.

“Haha, don’t mind it, teacher. Didn’t you ask me before, what my reaction would be if I knew I was going to die tomorrow? Back then, I said I would calmly make some notes, review my life. Now it seems, destiny has been kind to me; at least it’s not tomorrow, I still have some time.”

Amberser took another look at Harvey, and realized he was not forcing a smile, but had truly accepted his fate.

This kid, he’s much stronger than I.

Those who can face death with equanimity are exceptional no matter where they are.

The more he thought so, the more Amberser felt that it was a pity for Harvey to die.

“Have you considered turning into an Undead after death?” Amberser tentatively said, “I’ve made some new research on Necromancy Spells recently, it might be possible to avoid turning into an ugly Skeleton or Zombie, and have a body that’s even better than a human’s.”

After pondering for a moment, Harvey shook his head, “No, that would be evasion. The Goddess of Fate revealed to me the date of my death, not to give me a chance to escape. Even if I transformed into an Undead, I would probably lose the favor of destiny completely, right?”

Amberser fell silent again.

This kid sees even clearer than him.

The Goddess of Fate is a generous Deity.

You need not pray, sacrifice, or offer anything else; simply believe that fate is predetermined, and you can obtain power comparable to a deity’s.

The Goddess of Fate is also the most demanding.

The Lord of the Dawn doesn’t care what his followers think inside; as long as your deeds are righteous and just, and you maintain them for a lifetime, even if you curse the Lord of the Dawn in your heart, he will still welcome you into his Divine Realm as a saint.

Most Deities judge followers by deeds, not thoughts, because they know how fickle the human heart is, and how thoughts are constantly changing. If judged by thoughts, everyone would be a heretic, every one of them a deserter from faith.

But the Goddess of Fate is different, generous enough to give power merely for belief, and yet so exacting that any inner doubt means she will take back everything. Amberser had experienced this when he was about to ascend to Legendary status and his faith wavered; he ended up being an inadequate Mage for many years.

It’s not every Diviner Mage that the Goddess of Fate relentlessly haunts, forcing them to re-master the power of prophecy. Harvey is well aware of this, so he would rather accept death calmly than betray his years of hard work.

From this display, Harvey deserved the favor of the Goddess of Fate even more.

But destiny is so unpredictable; Harvey, who believed in fate so devoutly, could only quietly wait for death to arrive.

What you desire, fate won’t grant; what you don’t wish for, fate forces upon you.

And if Harvey is unwilling, Amberser has no way to force him to become a Lich, as doing so would only harm his Soul, reducing him to a mere puppet, maybe retaining a bit of Spell Casting Ability, but this would only make Harvey’s end worse than death itself.

Amberser said to Harvey, “Come on, you’re going to die anyway, tell me in detail what you saw.”

Harvey said curiously, “What’s the point of that? You know as well as I do, teacher, that prophecies cannot be changed.”

Amberser explained, “I’m not trying to change it, but since you call me teacher, I should at least avenge you, shouldn’t I?”

“Uh… that might be somewhat unrealistic.” Harvey said awkwardly, “I only saw the scene of my death, but didn’t see who the killer was.”

“The details, tell me all the details you saw,” Amberser said very seriously.

Harvey gave a nonchalant shrug and carefully described the future he had seen to Amberser.

Amberser listened intently, kept asking questions, and carefully recorded everything Harvey said.

After chatting for the better part of an hour, Harvey bowed his head to take his leave.

“Teacher, my days are numbered, you needn’t trouble yourself to avenge me, but please, take care of this for me.”

Harvey handed a thick notebook to Amberser, filled with his magical insights, various notes, and ideas for different magic arrays.

These words were brimming with the ingenious spirit that belonged to a prodigy. Even Amberser couldn’t help but want to praise him upon reviewing them. Harvey’s understanding of destiny was in a different direction from Amberser’s, and after seeing these notes, even Amberser felt greatly inspired.

Harvey spoke as if he had just done something incredibly impressive, a proud look on his face, “As I said before, before I die, I definitely want to document all of my life’s efforts. Teacher, I know this stuff may seem trivial to you, but if you take on new apprentices in the future, you can let them have a look. It’s definitely easier to understand than those introductory books to the School of Prophecy that you wrote.”

“What’s the use of being easy to understand?” Amberser said, “To have more people fall into the deep pit that is the School of Prophecy?” Despite his words, he still carefully stored the notebook away.

Harvey left with a satisfied smile on his face.

Amberser watched as Harvey approached the nearest gambling table, taking out dozens of Gold Coins and throwing them in. The Dice of Destiny spun by his side, landing precisely on those dice.

The kid was cheating using the power of prophecy.

Sure enough, in no time at all, he had won a heap of chips and gained the company of two Drow Elf beauties.

“Sheesh, that’s all he aspires to?”

Having said that, Amberser turned and walked towards Katherine, who was already tipsy.

Amberser said to a flushed Katherine, “That’s enough, those two Drows are going to die if you step on them any further.”

Two Drow Elves lay beneath Katherine’s feet, having stamped such a huge pit into the floor of the hall that it was unclear how many bones they had broken, but they were certainly breathing out more than they were breathing in.

Those two Drows were foolish to have drugged Katherine.

She is, after all, the most beloved Elf Queen of all the deities.

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The Elf Tribe is delicate and sensitive. The deities granted them absolute free will, immune to the influence of drugs and spells. Sleep-inducing teas and charm spells are ineffective against them, let alone against Katherine, whose resistance to these substances is absolutely maxed out.

So, when Amberser saw those two Drows drug her, he wasn’t worried in the slightest.

As expected, Katherine quickly sensed something was off with her drink and promptly beat those two Drows to a state of half-paralysis. Apart from the anger of being drugged, there must have been an ancient grudge between High Elves and Drows involved too. Anyway, these two Drow Elves had really run into trouble, it was sheer luck they weren’t dead.

Seeing Amberser appear, Katherine stood with her hands on her hips, pridefully saying to him, “Adventuring is really fun.”

“Fun, but it’s time to head back,” Amberser said.

Right now, Amberser’s mind was full of Harvey’s prophecy, and he didn’t feel like playing adventure games with Katherine anymore.

Luckily, Katherine wasn’t in the mood to indulge in her drunkenness. Hearing Amberser, she put down her drink, kicked the two half-dead Drows to one side, and obediently followed behind Amberser.

In that moment, everyone who had been eyeing Katherine turned their envious gazes towards Amberser.

Especially the Orcs, how could they tolerate their goddess walking behind a human? A group of heavily-muscled tough guys surrounded them as if they wanted to crush Amberser in their grip.

But Amberser had no interest in petty jealousy with these Orcs, and so he let loose the effect of the Legendary Lich’s Aura of Fear, and those Orcs, who were all arrogance a moment ago, suddenly looked as if they had seen a Giant Dragon, their legs involuntarily turning to jelly.

This had nothing to do with willpower. A Lich’s Aura of Fear, like a Giant Dragon’s draconic aura, is a suppression at a biological level, an instinctual reaction from any living being. It’s not something that can be resisted by willpower alone, only by reaching a certain level of power can one resist such suppression.

Aura of Fear was not very effective against the Paladins of the Laine Empire because they had various aura effects to counter it. But against the rabble-like Adventurers of the pub, it was a real weapon of mass destruction, making the Orcs fall to the ground where they couldn’t even get back up.

Amberser left with Katherine, and no one else dared to stop them.

It was only after the two had left the pub that the Orcs with wobbly legs managed to recover, their expressions embarrassed as they prepared to flee from this humiliating scene.

However, before they could make their escape, the Orc barmaid spoke up, saying, “Where do you think you’re going? Who’s going to pay for the broken tables and benches?”

An Orc roared back, “It wasn’t us who broke them.”

The Orc barmaid scoffed and said, “The next time that lady comes around, I’ll tell her who paid for the repairs.”

Thud, thud, thud. Several hefty purse bags were tossed onto the counter, and the Orcs crowded around, each one calling out their names and aliases – names like Steel Bull and Blazing Hunk.

“Men,” the Orc barmaid thought disdainfully, but she still took out a notebook and pretended to record the names seriously. Then, even more people started paying up, and not just Orcs.

For his part, Amberser found a random inn where he and Katherine settled in for the night.

The blush on Katherine’s face had not yet faded, but the alcohol had no effect on her thought processes. She keenly noticed that Amberser’s mood was slightly off.

Katherine cautiously asked, “What’s wrong? Was I too unrestrained just now?”

Amberser sighed and told Katherine about encountering Harvey.

Katherine listened and then asked curiously, “The power of destiny… Didn’t you say before that you could weave destiny and even said you wove a future for me, so that I wouldn’t die or something? Can’t you just weave a future for him too?”

Amberser shook his head and said, “If I want to save him, I can’t interfere with his destiny, at least not now.”

“So that means the future can actually be changed, right?” Katherine asked.

Amberser shook his head again, saying, “No, destiny is predetermined. If what he has seen is the true future, then it’s impossible to change it. Even intervention by a deity at best would only allow him ascend to the Divine Realm after his death, but even that cannot change his destined death.”

Katherine frowned, feeling confused by the complex talk. Were all Diviner Mages so convoluted when they spoke?

“Can you explain it in simpler terms? I totally don’t understand what you mean.”

Amberser tapped the table with his finger, muttering to himself, “The only way to save him is to prove that the future he saw is fake, a human fabrication.”