After an hour.
Josiah came to the dining hall of this castle and sat next to a long table filled with all kinds of food.
It was hard to imagine that there were so many fresh ingredients in this castle, which was dominated by undead creatures.
Josiah poked the barbecue in front of him with a fork. He felt that there were a few maggots crawling in it. After all, a zombie servant standing next to Josiah had rotten meat hanging on his body.
Hiri, who was sitting next to Josiah, was not so particular. She just lost too many calories and needed to replenish quickly, so she ate the food on the table impolitely.
"Your Highness, a toast to you."
The Venerated Skeleton raised the goblet in his hand. The crystal clear liquid in it swayed like blood. Of course, this thing was red wine. After the Venerated Skeleton drank it, Josiah watched the red wine in his mouth leak out from his jaw and drip onto the table.
Can a skeleton taste anything when he drinks?
"Sir Duke, please say what you want."
Josiah saw the Venerated Skeleton's purpose. He set up such a big banquet to entertain Josiah. It was definitely not because of Josiah's identity.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony, Your Highness. I hope to get the music score of the music you just played."
The Venerated Skeleton put down the glass, and the soul fire in his pupils flickered. His tone could not be as calm as just now. The intention of desire was obvious.
"Yes, but … there is a condition."
Josiah originally came with this bargaining chip. From the memory of the Third Prince, this duke himself had a weird obsession with music. Rumor had it that in order to get the whereabouts of an ancient music score from a human, he even helped the human destroy a small country.
Not to mention that creatures like the lich had the evil means of peeping into other people's memories through the soul. Just from this rumor, one could know the Venerated Skeleton's obsession with music.
He didn't have the inspiration cells to create music. What kind of cells did the skeleton have?
With this contact, Josiah knew why the Venerated Skeleton was so obsessed with music. It was because of the weird piano!
"If I'm not mistaken, His Excellency the Duke can't taste anything when tasting wine, right?"
Josiah glanced at the red wine dripping on the table. Drinking like this would indeed not taste anything. Skeletons had no taste buds, no sense of touch, and no sense of hearing.
The Venerated Skeleton's means of perceiving the outside world was the pulsating soul fire in his eye sockets. This was his eyes and his ears.
"Did Your Highness see through me? That's right, I've been a Lich for hundreds of years, and I've indeed obtained unparalleled power, but I've almost forgotten the taste of my favorite red wine. "
The Venerated Skeleton poured another glass of wine for his empty glass. He looked at the shaking liquid in the glass. If he had a thick face now, he would show an extremely self-deprecating smile.
"Only that piano … my old friend can remind me of the feeling of being a human. Even if it's the coldness of being frozen by frost and snow, it's still much more wonderful than the tactile nothingness of this skeleton!"
After speaking, the Venerated Skeleton put the wine glass back on the table, and the soul fire looked at Josiah again.
"And the piece you played just now! It made me feel the sunlight again! Oh my god … I almost forgot what it feels like to sit in the sun. It's really wonderful … "
As the Venerated Skeleton said this, he leaned on the chair wearily.
Power was indeed an intoxicating thing. He gained supreme power by sacrificing his life. At first, he was indeed fascinated by the huge and unparalleled power and the pleasure of controlling life and death.
But when the novelty brought by power passed, what could the Venerated Skeleton feel?
This powerful body would not feel tired, so he could not enjoy the comfort brought by sleep. This body would not be hurt by the heat, so he could no longer feel the warm sunlight.
He, who had lost his tongue, almost forgot how delicious the roasted meat was.
If it weren't for the piano that allowed him to continue to find some human perception in the performance through the soul, he might have gone crazy because of this body!
It could be said that the Venerated Skeleton lost everything when he had everything.
"Your Highness, tell me. My little trick of playing with the soul is useless against you Chaos Demons, so I accept your deal. What do I need to pay to get the music score of that piece?"
The Venerated Skeleton was eager to play "Canon" that Josiah had just played this time.
He was so eager to feel the warmth of the sun again.
"You don't need to pay anything."
Josiah shook his head. The Venerated Skeleton could give Josiah a lot of things. Treasures, money, powerful undead servants, but these were too short! Josiah was much greedier than imagined.
"I hope you can surrender to me!"
Josiah said this word by word in a very serious and sincere tone.
The Venerated Skeleton listened to Josiah's words for a few seconds, and then he let out a harsh laugh.
"I heard that the Third Prince gave up the fight for the inheritance. I thought you are not interested in things like power, but I didn't expect you to just hide the truth."
The Venerated Skeleton quickly misunderstood Josiah's thoughts. At this time, Josiah deliberately came all the way to recruit him. No matter how he thought about it, it was to prepare for the imperial power struggle two years later. With the help of one of the four Grand Dukes, the Third Prince had the power to fight even if he was useless.
"No, I'm really not interested in the throne. It's too troublesome to govern the country. I'm not recruiting you as' one of the four Grand Dukes' or 'Lich Lord,' but as a 'performer' and 'musician,'" said Josiah.
"Performer?" The Venerated Skeleton was indeed interested in music because music could make him feel that he was still alive.
"That's right, Duke. Are you satisfied with playing alone in this desolate place? Your performance is really excellent. It shouldn't be buried here! More people should hear your performance, thousands of people in a theater, "said Josiah.
"This is also the treatment I know that music scores deserve. Believe me, I have the works of countless music masters from all over the world. These works should not decay in this place. They should be heard by more people! And I think it is a suitable choice for them to go on the world stage under your performance, Sir Duke. "
There were many classic music on Earth. In order to spread it in this world, Josiah needed an excellent musician who was proficient in various musical instruments. Wasn't the Venerated Skeleton in front of him the best candidate?
"You mean … there is more than one music score of that level just now?" It was the Venerated Skeleton's turn to be surprised.
"More than that. This is the work of music masters from a distant place, another country."
For the description of Earth, Josiah could only use the vague concept of a distant place.
The soul fire in the Venerated Skeleton's eye sockets jumped a few times again. Then, a dark box and a worn-out contract floated out of the air.
The dark box contained a powerful corrosive power. Josiah knew what it was without asking. It was the lifeblood of the liches.
"Contract. I will give you a quarter of my soul. You give me all your music scores to play. I will not let the masters you mentioned down," said the Venerated Skeleton.
Among the three spiritual souls and seven physical souls, the soul could not be divided. Having a quarter of the soul was equivalent to having half of the Venerated Skeleton's life.
Damn … this lich is really a madman. In order to get back his human senses, he doesn't even care about his life.
But living alone in a small dark house without light, food, and water for thousands of years, he must be living a life worse than death, right?
The Venerated Skeleton was probably living such a life.
"Of course, I accept."
There was no problem with the contract. After all, this was written in the name of Chaos. Josiah's perception of this kind of magic was much more sensitive than him!
A drop of blood overflowed from Josiah's fingertip and floated in front of the contract. Then, a large amount of dark and transparent mist overflowed from the black box and poured into Josiah's drop of blood.
The blood condensed into a dark jewel-like object and fell into Josiah's palm and melted. Finally, a strange mark appeared on Josiah's palm.
With this mark, Josiah felt a faint connection with the undead around him.
"For the future music master, Shuronica … Wait."
Josiah also knew the real name of the Venerated Skeleton. He was slightly stunned. Shuronica … Why doesn't this name sound like a man?
She laughed harshly again and raised the glass filled with wine in her hand.
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