"Hello, Lich." Silly Cat was less nervous now.
Annan explained, "The Lich part is just a rumor from outside. The Skeleton King is actually a skeleton."
Silly Cat stared in surprise at the surging Soulfire in the Skeleton King's eye sockets. "A skeleton? I've never seen one this powerful."
Skeletons were Undying, but not all Undying were skeletons. Liches, corpse demons, Bone Dragons, banshees... they were all among the Undying.
Skeletons, meanwhile, were known for being weak. They were the low-level cannon fodder that made up an Undead Sorcerer's army.
"Even a Kobold can become a Dragonline Sorcerer," the Skeleton King replied modestly.
After introducing them, Annan turned to the matter at hand:
"I visited the Princess on my way here. She's recovering well. It seems... we can start restoring her memories." He said it, but remembering the Princess's embrace before they parted, he hesitated.
Did they really have to make the Princess face the cruel truth? Or should they at least give her a choice?
"Annan, I was just about to speak to you." The Skeleton King set down the book in his hand. "Something is wrong with the Princess."
Annan paused. "What's wrong?"
"She has acquired many memories she shouldn't have."
For instance, she knew which things were dangerous and how to use certain objects without being taught.
"Isn't that normal? Many people with amnesia retain their language skills and muscle memory."
"True. But she's deliberately hiding it."
Annan fell silent. That was a problem... Why would the Princess hide it?
If the Princess had regained her memories, even only some of them, she would have rushed to tell them.
Annan still wanted to think the best of her. "Could it be some kind of trauma from the war? Maybe she doesn't want to remember the pain of