Chapter 69: The Secret of the Sewers
Within Alkhemia, two drow elves followed closely behind Black Rose as they held an ornate parasol aloft for her.
They had to match her pace perfectly—not too fast, not too slow—and above all, not allow even a single ray of sunlight to touch their queen.
Sunlight wouldn't harm a legendary-ranked undead queen. But if Black Rose so much as frowned, the two of them would immediately become raw materials to create more undead.
Her Majesty's cruelty was renowned in the Umbral Depths. She treated all living beings with the same cold indifference, as nothing more than tools.
And once a tool ceased to be useful, it was naturally discarded.
Two stern-faced administrators walked beside Black Rose. They were sent by the Alchemists' Council to monitor her. A sudden visit by no less than the infamous undead queen of the Umbral Depths left the entire city uneasy.
These two administrators were particularly unlucky. Even though Black Rose completely ignored their existence, merely standing near her caused fear to seep into their bodies like a contagious disease.
This was the true power of a lich. Unless she deliberately restrained herself, even a trace of her concentrated dark magic was enough to taint everything around her.
Naturally, Black Rose had no intention of sparing a thought for a few humans. She wandered Alkhemia at her leisure, occasionally purchasing alchemical materials without even asking about the price.