Let Him Handle It (Part 1)

"Master!" When Dean saw his teacher approaching, he quickly dismounted and bowed. "This is my Undead Servant!"

"Master, as for how I learned Undead Summoning, you know the reason!" Dean whispered to Sanderson. Seeing Dean's knowing wink, Sanderson understood that he had obtained the summoning technique from the Infinite Eye.

To Dean's surprise, Doge also dismounted from the Undead Behemoth with him. As soon as he landed, a Gray Summoning Array appeared beneath the Undead Behemoth's feet and swallowed it up.

"Master, its mana consumption in this world is much higher than I expected. It's nearly exhausted its mana, so it returned to the Undead World for now!" Doge lowered his head and explained.

"I understand!" Dean nodded, then said to Sanderson, "This is the Undead Lich Doge, a young Goblin Shaman."

"Allow me to correct you. I'm a former Goblin Shaman." Doge spoke firmly, emphasizing the word "former." It made clear that the current Doge was completely different from the little Goblin he had once been.

Hmm! Sanderson nodded, clearly satisfied. He was very satisfied indeed. He had never expected his student to master the vast wealth of knowledge within the Infinite Eye so quickly.

"Hahaha, the younger generation is truly formidable! Sanderson, your student looks pretty good. He's a fine seedling!" Rukta laughed heartily. During these few minutes, his arm had nearly healed completely.

"Still, you apprentices should rest properly in the support troops. It wasn't easy returning from the Goblin Nest. Leave this big fellow to us old folks!" As he spoke, Rukta picked up his Twin Axes and stretched his body. He felt that there should be no problems.

"I'll go take a look as well!" The priestly middle-aged man looked at the giant rampaging among the adventurers in the distance. "I, Silianth, am a Third-Rank Priest, after all. I won't die there so easily!"

Rukta did not object, but he still reminded him, "For safety's sake, you'd better stay farther away. Otherwise, even as a Third-Rank Priest, you'll easily become that fellow's target!"

Silianth nodded and called Lamore over, having him stay by his side.

"Er, now that you mention it, my Undead Servant is actually that big fellow's heir!" Dean only remembered Doge's identity after hearing them discuss the giant on the battlefield.

The moment Dean said this, everyone turned to look at him, as if they thought they had heard wrong.

Silianth questioned his student with his eyes. He knew that Lamore and Sanderson's student were companions in the same party, and that they must have stayed together when they entered the Goblin Nest this time.

However, the giant was their most important concern at the moment. Sanderson had already analyzed the giant thoroughly, so the higher-ups felt that the information from these youngsters could be discussed later.

But now, the original identity of Dean's Goblin Undead Lich Servant was extremely important. It might even become crucial information for bringing down the giant. After all, their adventurers had yet to inflict any significant damage on it!

Lamore nodded and said, "This little Goblin was designated as the Shaman Heir by the old Shaman. He was even given the Shaman Staff. It's the staff currently in the hands of the Lich Doge." Lamore answered his teacher. This was not any important secret.

Before this, Dean had already said that Doge's affairs could be made public. However, Dean's own affairs had to remain secret.

The Goblin Scepter—the Shaman Staff—was clutched tightly in Doge's hands. When he heard Lamore turn the conversation toward the staff, Doge feared that they would demand it from him, after which he could forget about ever getting it back.

Doge approached Dean somewhat fearfully, his eyes filled with innocence. The hand gripping the staff had already tightened considerably, even producing faint creaking sounds.

"Don't worry. The staff is yours. I won't let it leave your side. However, we may need you... and your staff to do something later. You're my greatest masterpiece, after all!" Dean saw Doge's concern. More accurately, through the Servant Contract, he already knew what Doge was worried and afraid about.

Only after receiving Dean's assurance did Doge relax somewhat.

Liches were immortal, but their souls needed a vessel. If both the vessel and the soul within it were destroyed, a Lich would lose its eternal life. For Doge, this staff was the vessel containing his soul. Therefore, the staff was his life.

Dean knew this, which was why he had answered Doge that way. The others did not know, and since Doge was his Undead Servant, Dean had a duty to protect him.

"Esteemed adventurer..." Silianth paused. He suddenly realized that he still did not know the name of his student's companion, so he could only turn to the wise Sanderson for help.

"Dean, my student of whom I'm so proud. Dean!" Sanderson said solemnly. This was the first time he had introduced his disciple—his only student—to everyone in public.

"Greetings, Adventurer Dean!" Silianth gave a standard bow, showing that he respected Dean, despite the enormous differences in their strength, status, and even age.

"Greetings, Priest Silianth!" Dean returned the bow. Of course, he knew what kind of person Lamore's teacher was.

"What a polite young man. Would you be willing to contribute a small portion of your strength to ensure the safety of Blue Town? For example, hand over this little Lich and let us study him. Perhaps his value could provide us with tremendous help. This is also for the sake of protecting Blue Town!" Silianth said.

It was an utterly helpless argument. Dean felt that he had no choice but to agree to the priest before him. If he refused, he would become someone who disregarded Blue Town's safety, and might even be condemned by every adventurer in Blue Town.

"Silianth! He's my student!" Sanderson stepped forward and stood in front of Dean, blocking most of his body. Once again, he reminded Silianth that Dean was his student.

"I know. But the giant is the most important problem right now. Our adventurers have already begun suffering casualties, and the battle has only just started. If you were the High Priest of the Temple... how would you choose?" Silianth spoke in the same gentle and amiable manner. Only then did Dean understand why Lamore treated his teacher with such solemnity.

For the sake of the town, one could sacrifice an individual's interests. What a noble spirit. Yet he had never considered how the person being sacrificed would feel, even if Silianth intended to offer suitable compensation afterward.

Lamore cast Dean an apologetic look. He had originally wanted to introduce Doge and have him play some role, since he had once been the Shaman Heir. But Lamore had never expected his teacher's first thought to be studying Doge and searching for the giant's weakness through him.

Dean shook his head. This was not Lamore's fault. He had been the one to bring it up, while Lamore had merely provided a more detailed introduction.

Blue Town was already facing a crisis, and before his reincarnation, Doge really had been a giant—the old Shaman's closest little Goblin. Dean could not keep this point a secret and say nothing.

(End of Chapter)