Willow stared at the map in deep thought for a long time. She also knew that there was a large island outside the main continent where elves once lived, and its area was no smaller than the territory occupied by a large power.
However, as Ed said, without having been to those places and without her teacher's long-distance teleportation array, she could easily get stuck in some unknown area or fall directly into the sea.
If you happen to be in a location where there is no land in sight, then when your Psionic Energy is exhausted, you might become the first lich to drown.
However, traveling like this is far too dangerous. This world already has many inappropriate terrains and creatures due to the Demonic Tide, and with the resurrected Blood Corpse... my survival rate is still too low.
Damn it, surviving outside is no less difficult than in the Demon Realm...
Willow couldn't help but bite her lip lightly, her heart filled with conflict.
What would the young lord do if I revealed my teacher's true research findings?
Begin hunting and destroying it like a crazed demon?
Or will they really strive to restore order to the world as promised?
The teacher's research findings are truly groundbreaking. If he is fundamentally a conservative person, how can I extricate myself from this situation?
Willow was about to tell Ed that she needed to think about it when a strange sound came from afar, attracting the attention of Ed and Willow.
The lich looked towards the doorway and saw a... "jarman" slowly moving his body from the corridor to the doorway, using a hammer to pry it along.
This guy, who could no longer be described as human, habitually looked at Ed.
"My lord, I have the first draft of the blueprints. Would you like to...?"
Halfway through the conversation, the "jar man" suddenly noticed his unfamiliar guest.
"We have guests? You two can chat first."
"Come in."
Ed waved at the "can man":
"It's alright, this is Ms. Willow, she might join us, we're still in talks."
"Oh, I see."
Gray seemed uninterested in strangers. He hopped to the side of the table with his hammer, handed the blueprints to Ed, and then turned to face Willow.
As the lich sized up the jarman, the jarman was also sizing up the lich.
A few seconds later, two voices came at the same time:
"Are you not human?"
After asking the question in unison, the two were initially taken aback, and then reacted in different ways.
Who are you saying isn't human?
Gray was clearly bothered by this issue; he tapped the wooden jar that served as his lower body to sustain his survival.
"If I hadn't encountered the Blood Corpse Tide, I definitely wouldn't have turned out like this... But it's no use saying that now. Although I don't look like one, I am definitely human, that's undeniable."
He put the hammer aside and asked in return:
"On the contrary, you don't look like a human at all. Are you some kind of demon in a clumsy disguise?"
Thank goodness, Gray only subconsciously retorted, but Willow nodded sincerely:
She made no attempt to hide her thin frame and paler-skinned appearance.
"You're right, I am a lich, from the Demon Realm."
Gray stretched his neck out so long that Ed felt as if he had pulled up a section of his remaining spine.
At the same time, he gripped the hammer again, and Gray's tone suddenly became serious:
"Impossible! How could the demons have infiltrated this place? Are you a lich transformed into Blood Corpse?"
He then turned to look at Ed:
"My lord, please be careful. The investigation report from Graycast Corridor clearly states that there are no other demons in the Demon Realm besides the Blood Corpse."
Willow quickly waved her hands to interrupt Gray's "framing":
"Actually, there are still a few. As far as I know, there are still a few liches that haven't been converted, a few great demons, and some other things."
Gray was refuted, but his momentum remained undiminished.
"Even so, you are still a demon, no different from Blood Corpse, and absolutely cannot be trusted."
It wasn't that Gray was particularly stubborn; it was just that as a businessman nearing thirty, he had been exposed to this kind of thinking since childhood.
Whether it's the Graycast Corridor or the Eternal Domain, as guardians of the Demon Realm realm, they must maintain a clear separation from the demons in the public eye; otherwise, the ambiguous and entangled relationship between the two sides will cause significant problems in public opinion.
Upon hearing Gray's words, Willow's face showed a serious expression for the first time. She looked at the jar-like figure in front of her and said earnestly:
"When it comes to hatred for Blood Corpse, I am no less than any human. All my family and friends died from their pursuit. If one day humanity launches a full-scale attack on the Blood Corpse Blood Corpse, I will definitely join that battle. I am willing to give my life if it means they can die forever."
Such a declaration made Gray a little embarrassed—he knew that for those beings corrupted by Blood Corpse, even those with rational minds would not be able to utter words of disrespect towards Blood Corpse.
So it was indeed a misjudgment on my part?
Gray wasn't one to be overly concerned with saving face. He glanced at Willow, then at Ed with his subtle expression, and gave a half-bow, using as much of his body as possible.
"If what you said is true, then I am willing to apologize for what I just said. It's just that I really didn't know there were demons like you in the Demon Realm who hadn't been turned into Blood Corpse Transformation and were still able to communicate."
"However, no matter how much goodwill you have for humanity, please don't go to the Graycast Corridor. It's easy to convince one person, but changing everyone's mind is extremely difficult..."
Looking at Gray with his head down, Willow thought for a moment and asked:
"In return, may I cast a Detection Spell on you? Your existence is unlike anything I've ever seen before, and I'm extremely curious about your composition and structure."
Gray seemed unfamiliar with the Detection Spell, so he looked at his temporary boss.
Seeing Gray look at Ed, Willow also looked at Ed.
Ed couldn't make eye contact with all four eyes for long with only one eye, so he waved casually.
"As long as you agree, it's fine. You can think of it as a physical exam; there won't be any problems."
"Okay, then I agree."
As soon as Gray finished speaking, he felt an indescribable energy envelop him.
Is this Psionic Energy?
It's a pity that the Graycast Corridor isn't used to using this power. Psionic Energy is to them what sight is to the blind—they have no idea how to describe it properly.
The energy vanished in a few breaths. Gray looked at Ed:
"I'm just here to deliver some blueprints. You two can continue your conversation."
After saying that, he swung the hammer and hopped away from the room where the two of them were.
Ed casually put the drawings away, intending to look at them later.
He was about to ask Willow what her decision was when he saw the lich in front of him take a deep breath and solemnly say:
"Perhaps I can stay in your territory a little longer."