The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

My impulsiveness and emotions had returned to logical calmness by the time that I returned from my Northlands sword’s domain.

“A story where the protagonist is so pitiful and feels like the entire world owes him or being a harem protagonist aren’t suitable for me at all. Even if things are at hell difficulty, my typical style is to think of every method possible to obtain victory in the end.”

But sometimes, after passion faded and you had to confront reality, no matter how much you tried to mentally prepare yourself, reality would always teach you that it was quite cruel.

Right now, I was seeing the most heartless truth of all…

“I can’t possibly win. There’s no chance of victory at all…”

Indeed, since my passion was frozen now, I could logically analyze the current situation and determine the most severe problem.

I had zero chances of victory against Elisa who was right in front of me.

To me, fighting was a competition in both information and power level. Some would try to win fights by suppressing others with power level, while others would prefer to obtain information and counter the enemy’s fighting style in order to win.

Without a doubt, I was the latter type.

I would always gather information before every battle to target my enemy’s weaknesses and aces. I would then win after weakening my enemy. But this time, since I hadn’t prepared at all to fight Elisa, I was highly disadvantaged in information.

Most of my understanding of Elisa was only about her from 10 years ago. After she demonized herself, she hadn’t wanted to talk about her own abilities, and there had been no need for me to ask about them.

My information on Elisa was completely outdated since she was now also a Chaos Girl, Demon Lord, and the Fire Elemental Goddess, which would give her brand-new abilities.

However, Elisa would know quite well what abilities I had, what I was skilled at, what bad habits I had, what my fighting style was, and what unchangeable weaknesses I had. Most critical of all, I had previously taught her in full detail about my personal understanding of combat and why I selected my abilities. Not only did Elisa know my abilities, she also knew my fighting style and habits.

This was really bad. Basically, I had a grade of zero points on pre-combat preparations and information, while Elisa would have 100 points.

That wasn’t even the worst of it.

“I truly can’t see any hope for victory…”

As I previously mentioned, Elisa was stronger than any Main God I had ever seen before. This was no meaningless description at all.

The current Elisa was the Fire Elemental Goddess and ruler of the Fire Elemental Plane, as well as the chosen Cynthia of this generation and lucky survivor from the Chaos Girls. I didn’t know just how many Chaos Girls’ memories and powers she must have absorbed, but just the aura she gave off was far stronger than that of Sophocles, the previous individual I had believed to be the strongest Main God.

Most shameless of all, that’s right, shameless, was that Elisa was the ruler of the Fire Elemental Plane, which meant that she could endlessly replenish her strength through the Elemental Throne. It would be impossible for her to run out of energy. Even if she died, she could swiftly revive herself, unless I managed to directly destroy the Elemental Throne like I had wih Emordilorcan.

However, I hadn’t made any such preparations beforehand at all. I had no idea where the Elemental Throne was. Since Elisa also knew about the battle against Emordilorcan, she definitely would have hidden the Elemental Throne in a really safe location. It would be impossible to try expect to discover its location anytime soon.

“I really can’t see any hope of victory…”

I saw no hope of winning in either magic or mana. As for melee combat… when considering a Demon Main God and Elemental God’s abilities in melee combat, I had no chance of winning at all even if I didn’t consider Elisa’s ridiculously strong physical fighting techniques.

Sweat dripped down my face. The maid before me still remained silent, yet I was unable to find a single opening to attack. That bastard Karwenz had put me in a trap which was absolutely impossible for me to break free from.

“Master, please consider your actions carefully. Otherwise, perhaps I’ll have to ask you to rest for a few months in the River Styx, which will be preferable to having to truly kill you.”

Elisa even saw through my indestructibility. Just what was I supposed to do?

Her silent eyes contained faint killing intent which represented her firm resolve. I had yet to resolve myself to kill her, yet she had already prepared for the worst possible outcome. I really couldn’t see any chance at victory when also adding on the difference in information and power level between us.

“Fighting isn’t good for a relationship. How about we play some chess and guess a riddle instead? You can let me go if I win?”

I tried asking a question that even I wouldn’t believe the answer to. Yet, Elisa smiled.

“I expected already that you would say that.”

A 3-dimensional chess board and several hundred silver chess pieces and gold chess pieces then appeared before us.

“Warlock chess set with 500 pieces? Along with alternate dimension boards? Each chess piece is living and represents an entire combat squadron? This is an ultra-rare chess set that’s capable of even acting out world wars? I’ve always wanted to play this… is that really what you thought I would say!? The world would long since have ended already by the time that we finally finish one game!”

From a certain standpoint, I actually felt like my heart was bleeding. Modern day warlock chess sets would only have 100 chess pieces and three continent boards at the most. This warlock chess set that had a multidimensional board was definitely the precious belonging of some powerful individual. However, playing a single game of this would take far more than just one or two days. Playing a world war with this would take at least several months.

“Then let’s guess riddles? I have Hemet Lais’s entire riddle collection here, as well as the nine-circle mages’ examination best questions, and the level four goblin engineer test quesions collection. I’ll ask the first riddle?”

Elisa miraculously managed to bring a dozen books out from her maid dress. Were maid dresses really just dimensional bags which could store anything after all?

Hemet Lais was a mentally insane mathematician who left behind a large number of mysterious riddles that made math geniuses go crazy in later years. As for my math abilities… have I ever mentioned how law wouldn’t require any calculus? My only confidence in dealing with Hemet’s riddles was that… I absolutely wouldn’t be able to even understand the questions.

As for the magic examination and goblin engineering examination questions, I had heard of both those tests before. The prior was a required test to become a nine-circle mage, while the latter was a method for goblins to torture any engineers from other species who wanted to learn from them. The goblin engineering exam even had questions like “what are goblins’ favorite food, how many children can a goblin give birth to in her lifetime,” and so on. Being able to answer every question correctly had nothing to do with your engineering knowledge or logical thinking. It solely depended on if you were bored enough to learn as much about goblins as you possibly could.

Most importantly of all, even if I could answer the riddles…

“Elisa, can you promise to release me if I can answer the riddles?”

“Of course… not.”

Neither of us would be able to guarantee that the other would keep their promise. This was even more so because I had never viewed keeping promises as a virtue, not to mention how I taught this to Elisa as well.

Once again, I felt how I had shot myself in the foot yet again. The smiling maid sealed every path of retreat possible to me. Even though I clearly held the initiative to start the fight if I wanted, I could instinctively sense that I would definitely be defeated instantly if I attacked.

As for running away? Where would I run away to? This was the Fire Elemental Plane, and Elisa was its ruler. How could I possibly escape?

Elisa’s power level completely suppressed mine. She knew all my information. She had the home terrain advantage. She was even capable of summoning helpers, replenishing her mana, and reviving. I couldn’t find any chance of winning at all.

“Idiot. You really do have to rely on us in the end at such a critical moment.”

I suddenly paused in surprise at hearing Harloys’ words. Only now did I remember that she seemed to have expected this to occur. Could it be that she had been prepared for this?

“Us? Who else is there?”

My question was answered in the next instant.

A seed rapidly sprouted on top of the silly cat’s head. The seed instantly transformed into a rose as tall as a person. A familiar green-haired beauty then emerged from the rose.

At the same instant, I felt a killing intent that sent chills down my spine. The smiling maid before me finally had true killing intent.