A Lich that would give you the formula for refrigerant synthesis just by asking. Yavet’s performance was certainly impressive. I asked him.
“Can you tell me other things besides this?”
“Like the method for human transmutation? I can tell you, but can you really handle it?”
That sounds a bit dangerous. All knowledge in the Magic Tower is shared with everyone. If that kind of knowledge got out, I couldn’t even imagine what would happen.
Even if something as simple as a chlorine synthesis method became known, it could lead to the mass production of terrorists. Of course, the Empire would probably handle it well... Yavet gave a sly grin.
“I’ll tell you if you agree to become a Lich like me. Aren’t you interested in eternal life?”
“... I refuse.”
“If you accept now, I’ll even throw in a special cancer treatment method. With this, you can use one body for up to 200 years!”
Does he know about immunotherapy or something? This is a little tempting…
“You’re interested, right? Right?”
I held up my palm toward Yavet.
“Stop. Please stop. I have no intention of becoming a Lich.”
“Hmm… Why not? You’ve already seen the dwarves who wander as nothing but souls.”
Even if he was a clone, hearing him talk about dwarves was not pleasant. I asked Yavet again.
“Is there nothing else besides human transmutation?”
“For free?”