I, Lich, Can Raise a Dragon [Western Fantasy]

Thankfully, the Bright Holy See has the magical tool of the collective teleportation scroll, otherwise Sang Ni could not imagine how she would follow these knights out of the polar mountains.

"Such scrolls should be precious, right?" Sang Ni was a little curious.

"This is the work of the Pope." Pelodell explained to her: "This time the Knights can rush to the Polar Mountains without revealing the news because he successfully restored the scroll."

The current Pope of the Holy See of Light... is the only known Dharma saint on the mainland. He has suppressed the expansion of all the dark forces with his own power. As long as he is still alive, the Dark Holy See will not encroach on the place where the light is.

Sang Ni was a high-level mage before her death, and she was far away from the magic sage. Even after becoming a lich, she felt that her strength was still close to that of the magic sage.

And this sage has actually restored the teleportation scroll.

She felt that if she accidentally dropped the vest, that would be the rhythm of being chased to the end of the world.

Having said that, since it is something of the Holy See of Light, how could the previous Sehir also have it?

Pelodel looked at her with a pensive look, and then said: "You are a friend of the Holy See of Light. If you are interested in this kind of scroll, the Pope will be happy to discuss it with you."

He remembered that the princess’s full moon baptism was personally presided over by the pope, and even after the princess disappeared, he had heard the pope mention this amazing princess with great regret.

Sang Ni tried his best to control the expression of horror on his face: "...Thank you very much, let's talk about it if you have the opportunity."

For the time being, the knight commander was blinded by the eight-fold filter. She didn't see that there was something wrong with her. She didn't think that the Pope was the same.

Sang Ni suddenly had an ominous premonition: "By the way, where is the transfer point of the scroll?"

"Of course it is in the main hall of the Holy See." Pelodell thought she might want to return to the palace more quickly, and exhorted: "No problem, the main hall of the Light is in the capital. Your Royal Highness can settle down in the Holy See first, and wait for the captain of the guard to go first. Reporting to the emperor to return to the palace again will not waste time."

Sang Ni: "..." I didn't mean that!

After speaking, he quickly counted the members of the Knights and the Guards, ensuring that everyone was standing within the scope of the scroll.

"His Royal Highness, please stand firm." After speaking, he tore open the scroll directly, and the dazzling white light quickly engulfed everyone and disappeared into the vast snow.

Sang Ni looked blank.

You say again, where am I going?

She only felt a flash of light before her eyes, and the next moment she stood in the magnificent hall, with beautiful carols floating in her ears, and in front of her was a tall white idol. The gods folded their eyes from the height, listening to the suffering, Compassion for the world.

Well, needless to say, even if Sang Ni doesn't remember that he has been there, he can tell that this is the main hall of the Guangming Vatican.

Sang Ni: "..." Very good, she went directly to the enemy's base camp.

The divine power of light surrounding Ruowu gave her the illusion that her soul was being burned, and the bright holy light made her eyes of soul fire almost dizzy.

Light is originally the biggest nemesis of undead creatures, and the great lich like Sannyis can still hold it. If it is a death banshee or death knight here... it may have been ignited by the ubiquitous power of light in the air. .

Sang Ni could faintly feel a trace of death burned out of her body. Fortunately, her knowledge in alchemy is pretty good. There are several alchemy objects made by herself that can create the illusion of life. As for the exposure.

"His Royal Highness, please stay here for a while. I need to return to the palace first." The captain of the Royal Guard had not interrupted just now. He faintly felt that he didn't seem to be very hiring the leader of the Holy See. But no matter what, he must first go back to the palace and tell some people about it.

Whether it's the princess's memory loss or her unknown strength, it must be focused.

Sang Ni nodded pale and let the guards leave by themselves.

"If you don't mind, you can go to the room reserved for the guests by the Holy See and wait for a while. I think the Captain of the Guard will report it soon." Because of the anxiety, she asked her to rest for a while.

Sang Ni smiled reluctantly: "Thank you, I may need a room to tidy up."

Pelodale did not take her personally, but pointed to two nuns to lead her.

Sang Ni glanced at him gratefully, then turned and left.

Only when she got there, she knew that the rooms prepared by the Holy See for the guests were strictly separated from men and women, and Pelodel could not take her there.

Sang Ni entered the room, thanked the two nuns, and then politely stated that he needed to be alone for a while.

Seeing the attitude of the knight commander towards her, the nun could guess that she was extraordinary, and she left without hesitation when she heard that, and she also closed the door of the room.

Sang Ni found an armchair and sat down slowly, calming down the instinctive anxiety in his body.

If the Holy See of Illumination did something to her here, her strength would not be able to show up to 70%, plus the Pope's pressure, she would very likely have to peel off her skin.

"Still not strong enough." She whispered to herself softly.

Considering that he would enter the palace for a while, Sang Ni used a cleaning spell to deal with the dust on his body, and by the way, he changed to a new mage robe. Although the fabric was ordinary, there was no shading or embroidery at all, but at least it looked clean and tidy.

However, shortly after she finished the change, the door of the room was knocked.

Sang Ni lowered his head slightly, resting one hand on the temple, and said softly, "Please come in."

A beautiful nun walked in with a smile on her face. Her uniform was a little more complicated than the two just now, and she should have a higher status.

She turned slightly to the side, revealing several other nuns behind her, holding a set of dresses, various jewelry and shoes in their hands.

"Bishop Fan Xili heard the news of the return of Her Royal Highness. This is a little bit of care. Please don't refuse."

Sang Ni glanced at the things in their hands, and his thoughts flew.

The Bishop Vanhiri was well-informed, acted swiftly and decisively, and even without seeing her, he sent a set of custom-made gowns that looked quite suitable for her at first glance.

However, most of the good intentions of nonchalant courtesy will not hold any good purpose, and now is not the time for her to be free.

Sang Ni coughed softly and looked up at the leading nun: "How can I afford it." She frowned: "The royal family has not recognized my identity now, how can I be so fanciful."

The nun was stunned by her words, and only after a while took the words in embarrassment: "You, how can you not be recognized..."

Sang Ni looked at her calmly: "You don't have to persuade me, I understand. I will go there and thank you in person at the next day."

"Where can you go to work yourself..." The nun was speechless.

Sang Ni coughed abruptly, and after coughing, he looked annoyed: "Sorry, please thank you Bishop Van Xili for your kindness."

"Of course, I mean, don't thank you." The nun was frightened by the state that she might faint at any time, and she walked out without hesitation with the few people behind her.

If there is something wrong with the princess after this trip... the nun shuddered when she thought of it.

Your Excellency just wanted to sell the princess when she first came back, not to sell her life.

Sang Ni returned to normal immediately after the door closed.

Before she came, she thought about her role.

What could be more pitiful than a talented but sickly princess?

No mercy is okay. Whoever dares to provoke her, she can perform a cardiac arrest at any time, killing a meritorious royal family, no matter who it is, she has to weigh the consequences.

Sang Ni couldn't sit in a chair for long in a daze.

Perhaps because of the news, she sent away three waves of greetings in just a few hours, but no one sent anything anymore, and one of them was actually the Pope who sent an envoy to visit.

Sang Ni maintained a weak appearance, speaking as if she might not be able to take a breath at any time. Seeing her like this, no one dared to stay and talk to her for a long time, and left quickly.

"Your Royal Highness, if you are unwell, you can ask the priest to treat you." The emissary sent by the Pope looked at her pityingly.

"Don't bother, my own body, I know it in my heart, please tell the Pope, don't worry." Sang Ni said gently.

The messenger couldn't persuade him much, so he could only say helplessly: "Then you have a good rest, and I will return to my life."

Sang Ni nodded, stroking his chest and coughed again.

In the afternoon, someone from the palace finally arrived.

The person who came to pick her up was said to be the maid of the queen, a capable middle-aged woman, with two very deep lines on both sides of her nose.

"His Royal Highness, please." She led Sang Ni out of the Holy See of Guangming, and a gorgeous and exquisite carriage stopped at the door.

The car is very beautiful, but there is no royal mark on it, and it can be used by wealthy merchants with a bit of nobility.

Sang Ni smiled at her and sat down obediently.

The coachman raised his horse whip, the wheels turned, ran over the flat marble tiles and drove towards the palace.

Sang Ni sat in the car with bowed eyebrows and allowed the maid to look at it for a long time before asking: "Her Royal Highness, how is she all these years?"

The handmaid was taken aback, obviously she didn't expect that she would ask this abruptly.

"His Royal Highness is very good." The maid's eyes softened: "It's just that she has never given up looking for you."

"...I forgot a lot." Sang Ni looked down: "Sorry."

The handmaid sighed: "Maybe you will recall something when you see Her Royal Highness. The inspection of the palace was not good, and no one knows why you left."

Bad inspection? Sang Ni smiled secretly. Is the palace ban a joke?

Although she has no memory, she can guess if she thinks about it, someone must have moved her hands and feet. As for the dark church or the royal family, she will soon know.

After chatting in this way, I arrived at the palace, and the maid's eyes looked at Sang Ni more cordially, at least there was no longer the initial rigidity and suspicion.

The carriage stopped in front of a palace, and Sang Ni helped the waiter outside the carriage and walked off.

It was the best afternoon in the sun. The gilded roof of the palace was gleaming, indicating the empire’s rich financial resources. The maids and waiters who came and went in an endless stream, but the movements were neat and innocent, not at all because of a stopped carriage. Distract attention, or just take offense.

Sang Ni glanced at her civilian attire, and then at the dress of the palace maid...

Even an unrelated bishop of the Holy See can think of giving her a dress, so the royal family actually let her in?

The princess of a country went back to the palace like this, who was hitting in the face.

Sang Ni understood that the news of the princess's return was not announced in the palace.

Whose idea is it?

She really hasn't come here in vain.

The author has something to say:

Ma Da, I find that I really like writing this kind of intrigue plot.

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