Born a dragon, I'm sorry?

Silence——

The dragon's nest fell into a deathly silence.

Irene just stared at the lich sitting on the ground, neither of them even blinked.

After a moment.

Irene spoke first.

"What... did you call me?"

"Ga..." The lich who had just resurrected seemed to be a little unaccustomed to speaking, and after making several consecutive hoarse calls similar to ducks.

Perhaps he had adapted to the body of the dead.

The voice gradually became much smoother.

Although it was still very hoarse and unpleasant, it sounded like scratching a blackboard with nails, or like the sound of two pieces of old bark rubbing against each other.

"Mom..."

Seeing Irene's face gradually darken, the lich transformed from a golden-level archmage hesitated for a moment, then changed his words and said, "Mother... Mother?"

Hearing this, Irene covered her face helplessly.

She shook her head in frustration.

I thought I got a top-quality SSR, but it turned out to be a top-quality SSB.

God has mercy on me. According to the age of the dragon, she is still a young girl dragon in her prime, but now she has become a mother for no reason.

The key is that this guy in front of her...

He has a pale beard and wrinkled and dry skin. Judging from his appearance alone, he is enough to be her great-grandfather.

In Irene's opinion, such a weird scene is simply moral degradation and human corruption! !

"Your Majesty." Wangcai, who was standing by, spoke at the right time. "Do you need me to deal with it?"

As he said, he raised a hand and gestured back and forth on his neck twice.

The meaning is self-evident.

"Forget it, I'll take a look. So many materials can't be wasted." Irene put down her hand covering her face, and her golden eyes stared at the lich in front of her who was curiously looking around.

"Besides, being able to communicate means having wisdom, which is not something that ordinary low-level undead can do. I think... this should be successful, but I don't know what went wrong, which made him look not very smart."

Then, Irene squatted down, looked at Rudolph who had just been resurrected, and asked: "Do you remember who you are?"

"Uh..." Rudolph opened his mouth, but did not answer immediately. Instead, he thought for a while, and then said hesitantly: "I am your eldest son?"

'Gan! I don't have a son as old as you! 'Irene complained in her heart, but she remained calm on the surface, and pondered: "No, what I'm asking is, do you still remember your name and identity before you died?"

As if she was afraid that this not-so-smart lich would not understand, Irene added: "That is, how much of your memory before you became what you are now?"

After that, Irene stared at the lich in front of her with sharp eyes.

She spent so much materials to resurrect this guy, just to get a talent for her own use.

Gar's thinking power is too mysterious, and there are many deficiencies. In layman's terms, he has more innovations than foundation.

If there is a person with rich knowledge to cooperate with him, it can probably play the effect of 1+1 equals 3, which will greatly increase the speed of researching those ancient orc technologies.

Achieve rapid improvement in strength.

If this guy has lost his previous wisdom and becomes a stupid lich, what use is there for Irene to have him?

It's better to go back to the furnace and try to restore his memory.

"I... I..." Rudolf showed a thoughtful look on his face, and his face gradually distorted as time went by.

Until the end, he covered his head and shook it hard.

Then he suddenly stopped, looked at Irene with a confused look, a sad expression on his face, opened and closed his mouth several times, and made a hoarse and apologetic voice:

"I'm sorry... Mother... I seem to have lost my memory before I was alive..."

"Memory loss?"

Irene's eyes flashed, and she thought of a possibility. She exerted a little force on her legs, stood up, took a step forward, and put her hand on Rudolf's head.

An invisible mental force penetrated through her palm.

Rudolf was obviously also aware of such stimulation. Although he had just resurrected, his strength had not yet returned to its peak state, and it was even very weak.

But the lich was born with a strong mental power, and he naturally noticed that Irene was exploring his soul fire.

But Rudolf did not resist, but tried to turn his eyes upward, looking up along the black and red wizard robe, and his eyes stayed on Irene's face.

I couldn't help but think: 'Mother looks so young...'

After a few seconds, Irene took her hand off Rudolph's head.Sighed a little frustrated.

"How is it, Your Majesty." Wangcai took two steps forward and asked with concern: "What happened?"

"Alas..." Irene waved her hand, lowered her eyes, looked at Rudolph who was staring at Wangcai, and said with a slightly disappointed tone: "Part of the soul is missing."

"I don't know if it's because he lost his heart, or because he was frozen for too long, or because of hundreds of failed resurrections."

"In short, his soul is almost blank now, and his original memories have all disappeared."

"In other words, the original soul was full of holes before it was resurrected as a lich. At the moment of resurrection as a lich, the broken soul was put together again and ignited into the soul fire, becoming a brand new soul."

"Uh... except for remembering some innate common sense, it seems to be no different from a newborn baby."

"In that case, isn't it useless." Wangcai looked around Rudolph, a little regretful and He said indignantly: "Your Majesty has wasted so much of your energy. This is simply unforgivable!"

"Not necessarily." Irene put her hand on her chin, looked up at Rudolph who got up from the ground, circled around Wangcai, and poked him from time to time, and said: "I remember that he risked his life to send a silver-level warrior away."

"Uh... I remember his name was Moses, right?"

"Yes." Wangcai grabbed Rudolph's head who was trying to buckle his power armor, stretched out his arms to keep the other party away from him, and turned to Irene and continued:

"Your Majesty gave an order that the guy might still be useful, so we dug a dungeon and locked him up, providing food and water every day to ensure that he would not starve to death."

"If nothing unexpected happens, he should still be locked up in the underground prison now."

"Uh..." Irene bit her lips with her sharp dragon teeth and said: "Bring him here, and try to stimulate our little lich and make him remember something."