The Black Dragon Lance Is Dead? Then I'll Dig Him Up and Roast Him

Andre wiped the blood from his teacher's mouth, and looking at his seemingly asleep teacher, a frenzied killing intent surged in his scarlet eyes.

The teacher never harbored any murderous intent, nor did he ever actively solicit gold or silver from others. It was they who approached the teacher, offered him money, and he accepted the money to do his bidding. They were deeply grateful, but after leaving the Eternal Capital, they wished for the teacher's death.

Is this what the teacher meant by humanity?

Andre took a few steps back and knelt on one knee.

The sheriff, general, and soldiers of the Eternal Capital also knelt down on one knee one after another.

"Teacher, I finally understand why you insisted on dying. I couldn't understand it before. You didn't have to die, so why did you choose such a tragic fate for yourself?"

Now I understand, I understand everything.

Andre stood up and looked at the members of the Bronze Guild. "You are very good. You have done very well. From beginning to end, you have never had the thought of betraying your teacher. Even when the army was pressing in, you never wavered. Even knowing that choosing to follow your teacher might mean that you would not be able to leave here alive, you never wavered. For your teacher, you were prepared to die here, or rather, you had given up on leaving here."

Many outsiders have come here, but none of them have ever thought of fighting for their teacher. Even if they followed their teacher for a period of time, in the end, they would still choose to betray their teacher and support Elsa. To be precise, before you, most of the outsiders chose to betray their teacher and me when Elsa returned to the capital and was chosen by her father as his successor.

I don't care if you betray me. I just want to see if anyone will accompany their teacher to the end, and whether they will be willing to face death with their teacher.

I don't need them to fight for our teacher. I just want him to leave without being so lonely. When he jumped from the city wall, no one followed him. He had no one behind him. No one was willing to face tens of thousands of the Northern Frontier Army with him. In the end, I watched helplessly as he died in front of Elsa, his back to the Eternal Capital.

After my teacher died, I left the city to fetch him. I know that he saved my throne with his life.

Elsa wouldn't dare kill me, couldn't kill me. Those nobles, lords, ministers, and merchants who forced our teacher to her death—they didn't have the power.

Afterwards, the teacher was carried back to the Northern Frontier by the Northern Frontier Army, Elsa retreated to the Northern Frontier, never leaving it again for the rest of her life. Those nobles, ministers, lords, and officials who forced the teacher to her death, they are all dead. I not only want them to die, but I also want them to watch helplessly as all their life savings are taken away and melted down by me to build a manor for the teacher.

The manor, which you outsiders call the "Golden City," is the final resting place I built for my teacher.

For the next ten years or so, I fought in the east and west, collecting gold and silver treasures, and finally completed the manor that my teacher had painted. But when I led my army to the northern frontier to bring my teacher back, her body was gone. I had my men search the entire mountain, but we couldn't find her body. I suspected that Elsa had hidden her body. To this day, I still haven't found her body.

If I can't find my teacher's remains while he's alive, I'll continue searching after he's dead. Unfortunately, I still haven't found them. Since I can't find my teacher's remains in the human world, I'll go to hell to look for them.

Hell is too powerful. Even with the Golden Army, the Northern Frontier Army, and the surrendered undead and monsters, I still can't completely penetrate Hell.

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The members of the Bronze Guild were stunned. Andre's temperament, tone, and demeanor changed too quickly. At first, they thought Andre had been provoked. But when Andre's words became increasingly incomprehensible, they realized that the Andre in front of them was no longer the Andre they knew in the [Historical Reenactment]. The current Andre was the one who triggered the [Historical Reenactment].

It was Andre, more than two thousand years later.

His teacher Lance, became his obsession. He couldn't find Lance's remains while he was alive, so he continued searching after his death. He even led an army to attack Hell in order to find his teacher's remains. "Are you Andre from more than two thousand years in the future?" Meredith asked tentatively, looking at Andre's bloodshot eyes.

"Yes, you call Teacher Old Man Lance ' because you saw a human somewhere in the human world who looked exactly like Teacher Lance?"

"Yes, we suspect that the old man we know might have been your teacher Lance in a past life."

"Thank you. Thank you all. You can leave now. After I've finished dealing with things here, you can take me to meet the human who looks exactly like my teacher, Lance."

"Don't worry, I won't hurt him. If he really is the reincarnation of my teacher Lance, I want him to see the Golden City. By the way, Teacher Lance treats you all like family and said he'd build a manor for you to live in. I've finished building his manor; go take a look. If you don't mind, you can stay there for a few days."

"Andre, I want to ask you a question."

"Ask away."

"Is everything we've experienced real or fake? In all these years we've spent with the old man, were all his actions and thoughts based on his own will, or on your 'thoughts'?"

Meredith asked the question that had been on her mind the most: she wanted to know if the Young Old Man all these years was a real person with his own thoughts.

"They are all real. I did not manipulate their thoughts and ideas. If I could manipulate their thoughts and ideas, I would not have let the teacher have such an ending."

Every interaction between the teacher and you is the teacher's own choice. I did not interfere, nor could I interfere with the teacher's choice.

As for the questions that confuse you, that's all I can say. If you want to know if the infamous Bronze Party ever existed in their memories, in this fragment of history they remember, but in the history books of the Ander Kingdom more than two thousand years ago in their original world, you wouldn't exist."

"Andre, we..."

"Leave now. The person I am from now on will not be the person you knew before."

The members of the Bronze Guild watched as their bodies turned into specks of light and disappeared. Were they about to leave [Historical Reenactment]? They had lived here for nearly twenty years. Leaving them like this suddenly filled them with reluctance. Here, they had friends, subordinates, shop owners, restaurant owners, florists, and many other ordinary yet real people.

When I arrived, I couldn't wait to leave.

When the time to leave finally came, they felt lost and reluctant to go. They had stayed too long—twenty years. They had completely become part of this place. "Lady Meredith, Louis, Lady Annie, Lady Dalton, Lady Jerome, you..."

Upon witnessing this scene, some sheriffs called out the names of the Bronze Guild members, "Goodbye, everyone. It was a pleasure to meet you."

"My lords, it is a pleasure to meet you as well."

Many members of the Bronze Guild had their eyes redden. Under the watchful eyes of the Eternal Capital City Sheriff, they transformed into specks of light and vanished into the void. [Holy crap!!! The old man's come back to life!!! His fingers moved!!!]

Just as Louis, who had turned into specks of light, was about to disappear, he saw the old man's finger twitch. He wanted to shout, but his mouth had already turned into specks of light. "Waaaaah, he's dead. Teacher Lance is dead. Andre's feelings for his teacher Lance... I'm crying so hard, waaaaah. How can there be such a touching teacher-student relationship?"

Black Dragon Island.

The young dragon, perched on the turtle's back, cried until its eyes were red when it saw its teacher Lance, die and Andre recount the scene of sharing money with his teacher.

The Squid Girl cracked sunflower seeds, gently patting the young dragon Lucia's bald head with her tentacles. She felt a slight unease, a feeling she couldn't quite describe, a feeling she'd never experienced before. Was this what the black dragon meant by "being moved"? "Young dragon, the teacher Lance in the light screen is buried in the Northern Frontier. Do you know where the Northern Frontier is?"

"Waaah. I don't know. Why are you asking where the Northern Frontier is? Do you want to go and pay respects to Teacher Lance?"

"No, the teacher Lance in this light screen should be the Black Dragon. It's a waste for them to bury the Black Dragon there. I want to dig it up and roast it."

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He's dead! Teacher Lance has been dead for over two thousand years!

How could Squid Girl have such a terrible thought! No, that's not right.

Teacher Lance is the evil dragon Lance.

The evil dragon Lance is still alive and well.

I almost got led astray by the Squid Girl's incredibly low IQ.

"Teacher Lance is Black Lance. Isn't Black Lance on the island right now? If you want to roast Black Dragon Lance, you can go directly to him."

"Never mind, I don't want to send him legs to eat."

"Stop touching my head with your tentacles."

"What's wrong?"

"Lance said you touched my head with your tentacles and that my head smells fishy."

"It smells fishy. What does that have to do with me, Squid Girl? I'm Deep Sea Siren, not a fish."

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The projection screen disappeared, and the members of the Bronze Guild left [Historical Reenactment]. What happened next in [Historical Reenactment] could no longer be seen.

Lance, now back in his black dragon form, sat not far away, watching the images projected on the light screen intermittently. Meanwhile, the dragon cub watched it like a TV series, day and night. In just twenty days, a Amethyst Dragonling had managed to develop dark circles under its eyes and live for over three thousand years. It was the first time Lance had realized that even a young dragon could develop dark circles from staying up all night.

Lance, squatting on the spot, quietly recalled the memories of this period, and finally he confirmed that the little guys from the Bronze Guild had not appeared in that memory.

Lance breathed a sigh of relief.

That's normal. It would be abnormal if they appeared in one's memories from more than two thousand years ago.

Going back in time to change history and encountering this kind of guy would be safer by just killing him. But he never dreamed that the bounty mission "The Lost Golden City" would be related to him.

Just a few days ago, he cursed the corrupt official in the Lost Golden City quest as a dog of a corrupt official. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be the very dog of a corrupt official he had been talking about. As a result, he could no longer sit idly by and ignore the bounty quest, [Lost Golden City].

The Lost Golden City.

We need to meet with both the student Andre and the mysterious employer who posted the bounty.

For over two thousand years, Andre, that foolish student, suffered terribly.

Even his teacher wasn't this fierce, daring to attack Hell just to find his remains.

"Lance, the Lost Golden City... it seems Andre built it for you. Now, several powerful Bounty Guild are eyeing this Golden City. What if they steal the Golden City Andre built for you?"

"No one can take away what belongs to Andre."

Are you planning to go to the Mist Ancient Domain now?

"Wait a little longer, then we'll see the footage."

"Huh? The scene? What scene?"

The young dragon, sporting dark circles under her eyes, realized what had happened and hurriedly looked at the light screen projection from before.

Inside the light screen, the members of the Bronze Guild appeared on a magnificent golden corridor.

Soldiers clad in golden armor lined both sides of the passage.

Not far from the passage were the members of the Bounty Guild that the Bronze Guild had encountered before entering the Mist Ancient Domain.

The members of the Scorpion Beauty Bounty Guild are fighting soldiers clad in golden armor, their scorpion tails capable of piercing through it.

The members of the Berserker Mercenary Group seemed to have entered Berserk Mode; their eyes were bloodshot, and they were fighting fiercely against the ghost soldiers clad in heavy black armor.

The Northern Frontier Army? The members of the Bronze Bounty Guild stood motionless, watching the members of the Violent Bear Guild and the Beauty Scorpion Guild, who were locked in a fierce battle.

They were still in a daze, not yet fully recovered from the "Historical Reenactment".

Seeing the members of the Beauty Scorpion Guild attacking the ghost soldiers wearing Golden Armor, they instinctively wanted to help the ghost soldiers guarding the Golden City.

The Golden City was a residence built by Andre for the old man, and no one else was allowed to touch it.

"Members of the Bronze Bounty Guild, what are you all standing around for? Help us!!! If we don't fight our way out, we're all going to die here!!!"

"Fight your way out? Aren't we just fighting our way in to steal the gold?"

"What gold robbery?! We've been ripped off! The employer knows the big boss of Golden City!!!"

"How do you know that the employer knows the big boss of Golden City?"

"Before you showed up, the employer addressed the big boss living inside as 'Brother King' right in front of us!!!"

"???"

Calling Andre "brother"? Princess Elsa?!

The employer is Princess Elsa?!!!! Over two thousand years have passed, how could Princess Elsa still be alive?

Let alone Princess Elsa, even Andre might not be living as a human being now.

Elsa? Elsa was the employer who issued this joint bounty mission?

Lance, who was squatting on the ground, stood up. "Dragon cub, let's go."

Where to?

"Golden City".