This Lich Requests More Remuneration

"Mentioning the Grim Reaper, a trace of expression finally crossed Yeg’s otherwise placid face." "The Elegy Poetry Society has been established for many years, but not many are aware of it, so I suppose you heard from the God of Alchemy. However, you should also understand that the reason I haven’t made it public is that I don’t want you all to know,"

Yeg spoke with the same calm tone. This skeleton, who had lived for so many years, had likely had most of his emotions ground down by the passage of time.

Amberser also had great respect for the Guild Leader. Staying an undead creature for so long and still maintaining cognitive abilities was even harder than deification.

"Guild Leader, I’m very curious, why wouldn’t you directly tell everyone about such a major matter? The members of the Elegy Poetry Society are indeed all special talents, but if some know and others don’t, this is hardly fair."

In Amberser’s view, everyone wanted the Deity Position of the Grim Reaper. If there was a competition for promotion, then it should be conducted with fairness, justice, and openness.

If some knew in advance and performed accordingly, then the others were already halfway to losing.

However, Yeg simply smiled and said, "If you don’t know where the finish line is, there’s no possibility of running halfway in advance."