Russell: Old Lich, What Are You Meddling For?

He tentatively asked his uncle, who was also his clan elder.

"...I've been doing quite well."

She looked up and smiled.

With that smile, the vibe of Karasuma Yayoi, Kure Masahiro, Cyclone, and Ghost Moon began to overflow.

Russell: "..."

He instantly lost the ability to speak. He merely walked over to the unfortunate group and started applying illusion buffs.

Hopefully, after getting their balls back, they could regain their former vigor.

But then again, someone whose body was inherently female but whose exterior had been covered with a false male appearance...

Should he use "he" or "she" to describe them?

Russell fell into thought, then his CPU overloaded and he gave up thinking.

"Didn't I leave you plenty?"

He swirled his wineglass as he spoke to Nian.

At that, the dragon woman's face lit up. She immediately shoved Russell, whom she had been hugging, aside and began chugging wildly. Mo Liang beside her hurriedly clutched the wine bottle tightly, terrified that her master's sister would snatch it away.

"Want to hear about what I saw?"

After downing a pile of alcohol, the prophet turned back and spoke.

"I'm telling you, I saw something absolutely incredible this time."

"Oh, no need for now."

Russell stretched lazily.

"Oh? You don't plan to hear it?"

A hint of surprise appeared on Nian's face.

"That's right."

Russell said.

"Ahem. If you don't listen to the prophecy, it'll make me look like I'm freeloading."

The dragon woman looked troubled.

"Hey, hey, hey, you really won't listen? This is about your future."

"If this keeps up, I really will have no choice but to sell Xi to you to pay off my drinking debts."

Nian's authority was an utterly unreasonable form of prophecy, one that always brought back some very subtle information.

For instance, Xi,