Evolving My Undead Legion In A Game-Like World

Chapter 385: Chapter 385 Do You Remember?

A familiar face.

Mage Lian.

The old man greeted Michael with a smile that was almost… affectionate.

It was a little unsettling, but Michael had a good idea why.

That warmth wasn’t directed at him personally—it was aimed at what he carried with him.

There was no reason for Mage Lian to feel fondness toward him otherwise, and Michael was certain the mage didn’t swing the other way.

It could only be because of the Titan Potion he had with him. .

And he was right.

It was exactly because of what he had to offer.

“So, Sir Mic?” Mage Lian spoke in a knowing tone after a brief greeting and offering Michael a seat.

Michael couldn’t help but mentally shake his head. The old mage didn’t even bother to pretend or make small talk. But Michael couldn’t blame him.

With all that unstable mana roiling inside him that it could kill him, the fact that Mage Lian still had time to greet him at all was already impressive.

Michael didn’t bother with small talk either.

Without a word, he reached into the folds of his robe and brought out the item both of them had been waiting for—the Titan Potion.

He had already removed it from his storage space before coming since today’s visit didn’t require guesswork.

Mage Lian’s eyes locked onto the potion the moment it appeared. His fingers trembled ever so slightly as he accepted it with the care of a priest handling a holy relic. The glass vial shimmered faintly, and the thick liquid inside glowed with suppressed vitality.

A cocktail of emotions flickered across the old mage’s face.

Joy. Relief. Anticipation.

But also… conflict.

Mage Lian was many things—a scholar, a master of arcane arts, a powerful figure in the capital. But more than that, he was a man who had grown old chasing power and avoiding death. But now, due to an issue concerning his life, he was forced to accept help from someone far younger… someone who had every right to be his junior… but had long since outgrown that title.

He felt the weight of the potion in his hands.

But more than that, he felt the weight of what it represented.

This wasn’t just a remedy.

This was a debt.

And it wasn’t the kind of debt one could casually wave off with a thank-you gift or a noble favor.

In a certain way, Michael had saved his life.

Mage Lian knew it.

And that knowledge dug a hollow pit into the pride he’d held for decades.

It wasn’t like before.

When they’d first struck the deal for the Titan Potion, Mage Lian had seen himself as the one who would benefit after receiving the potion.

But now?

Now he knew better.

The Duke’s competition had shattered that illusion.

He had seen Michael.

The power the youth in front of him held was more than enough to be his equal if not more.

Mage Lian looked at Michael, and for the first time, truly saw him.

Not as a junior.

Not as a pawn.

But as an equal.

And that realization changed everything.

Because among equals… one could not afford to be casual.

He would have to tread carefully now. There was no room for arrogance or manipulation.

Mage Lian exhaled slowly and placed the potion gently on the table beside him. “I won’t waste words,” he said, voice quiet and heavy with sincerity. “This… means more than you know.”

Michael leaned back in his seat. “I’m aware.”

There was no smugness in his voice. No arrogance.

Just quiet acknowledgment.

It made things even more uncomfortable.

Mage Lian studied him for a moment longer, then gave a slow nod.

“Then allow me to ask,” the old mage said, folding his hands in front of him, “do you have anything in mind you want now? I’ll try my best to make it possible if it’s within my power.”

Michael didn’t respond immediately.

He leaned back slightly, arms resting on the armrest, eyes narrowing in thought.

What did he want?

Michael knew he could ask for anything.

Yet, Michael found that he didn’t have much in mind.

He wasn’t lacking resources—at least, not in the conventional sense.

Michael tapped his finger lightly against the armrest.

There was one thing, though.

A curiosity.

A beast taming method.

However, though Michael had the grand mage in mind, it was only as a backup.

He wanted to interact with the Duke’s daughter first.

Just as he was weighing whether to ask for the beast taming method or keep the favor in his pocket for later, Mage Lian suddenly spoke again.

“Do you still remember the matter concerning your reward from that corrupted monster incident?” the old man asked, his tone casual but eyes sharp.

Michael’s gaze sharpened immediately.

Of course he remembered.

How could he forget?

Even now, the mastermind behind the disaster remained sealed in his storage space, waiting to be contracted.

The incident had also provided him dozens of Rank 2 spirit crystals even he was unwilling to use causally.

“I remember,” Michael said simply.

Mage Lian gave a slow nod. “Then you should also recall that the Kingdom wanted to reward you with access to a national treasure.”

Michael’s expression didn’t change, but internally, a ripple passed through him.

He remembered very well.

The “reward” had felt more like a leash. One wrapped in silk and offered with a bow, but a leash nonetheless. Access to a national treasure was no small thing. But Michael had refused it then, because he understood the implication.

If he’d accepted it, he would’ve essentially been linking himself into the Kingdom’s grasp.

It was a gilded cage.

And Michael didn’t do cages.

Mage Lian chuckled softly. “You refused the opportunity. It’s still a little puzzling to be honest.”

The old man leaned back, stroking his beard thoughtfully. “However, you did mention something else, didn’t you? You asked me if the value of that reward could be exchanged for rare materials instead. You even said you’d be willing to supplement with your own funds if necessary.”

Michael’s eyes lit up.

That was true.

Back then, with the aftermath of the battle and his priorities elsewhere, he hadn’t pursued the matter. But now….

Now he had plans.

Now he had a legion to empower.

“Yes,” he said slowly, his mind already racing ahead. “I’m still very interested in that exchange.”

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