Evolving My Undead Legion In A Game-Like World - Chapter 232

Chapter 232: Chapter 232 Progress
Of course, with the day as dead as the night, there was no way Michael would leave the capital to head to a location he wasn’t familiar with.

If he had any intention of leaving the moment he submitted his task, he wouldn’t have let Lia and Ace search for a place to stay the night.

Michael had no plans to step outside the capital tonight, even if he could.

The reason was simple.

It was time to log back into Aurora.

Michael returned to the inn, ignoring the looks around him. The moment he entered his room, he moved to the uncomfortable wooden bed and summoned an orc shaman along with a male armored orc that, for once, didn’t reek of blood. Then, he connected his consciousness back to his body in Aurora.

Since it was nighttime in the Land of Origin, it was far past midnight in Aurora. However, what Michael didn’t expect was to hear Aunt Mia’s voice the moment he opened his eyes.

He hadn’t intended to listen in on whatever she was saying, but with his sharp hearing, he picked up part of the conversation before he could withdraw his senses.

And it just so happened to be something that interested him, making him subconsciously continue listening.

After a few more seconds, he grasped the gist of it.

It seemed Aunt Mia already had a place for them and was simply speaking to the person who would transport their belongings.

The news both surprised and satisfied Michael—Aunt Mia’s efficiency was commendable.

Without hesitation, he stood up, dismissed the undead in the room with him, and stepped out.

Michael stepped into the dimly lit hall and made his way toward the main room.

The moment he entered, his gaze landed on Aunt Mia, who sat at the table, her expression weary.

Despite the exhaustion evident in her posture, she was still engaged in conversation with someone on the phone.

Michael’s eyes then shifted slightly to the side, where two familiar figures stood silently—Lily and Beginning.

His two undead remained close.

Beginning’s hollow gaze was fixed forward, his hands neatly folded in front of him. Lily leaned against the wall, idly playing with a strand of her hair.

Neither of them spoke, but Michael could tell they were paying attention.

Something about them felt a little off to him, though.

For one, Lily was… oddly girlish.

A girlish orc.

The sight was jarring in Michael’s mind.

Then there was Beginning.

It radiated an aura of sheer will, focus, and determination—very serious, something Michael realised wasn’t common even for an undead.

Michael exhaled lightly.

His undead were starting to develop their own personalities.

And out of all of them, he felt like he owed Beginning the most.

Once one of his strongest, Beginning had now fallen behind the others.

Not because of weakness, but because it had been left behind to protect his family during the recent chaos, while the rest of his undead had leveled up from fighting the invading monsters.

If Beginning could express its thoughts, Michael had a feeling it wouldn’t be satisfied.

Michael approached the table quietly, only speaking once he was close enough.

“Aunt Mia,” he called.

Aunt Mia who has just gotten off the phone focused on Michael.

“Michael. You’re awake.”

Michael gave a small nod.

“I heard a little of what you were saying. You found a place already?”

Aunt Mia sighed, rubbing her temples.

“Yes. It’s nothing fancy, but it’ll do for now. The owner was reluctant at first, but after some… persuasion, they agreed to rent it to us. As for buying? Probably a little later”

Michael raised a brow at that but didn’t question it.

“How soon can we move?”

“The arrangements are already being handled,” Aunt Mia said. “The person I was just on the phone with just now is in charge of transporting our belongings. By Monday, everything should be settled.”

Monday was two days away, which satisfied Michael—it meant he had enough time to prepare and ensure he was available.

In just a few hours, he would have to meet with Mage Lian for their appointment, something he had no intention of missing.

Fortunately, tomorrow wasn’t the day.

Michael nodded, glancing at Aunt Mia’s tired expression. The dark circles under her eyes and the slight slump in her shoulders didn’t go unnoticed.

“You should rest,” he said, his tone firm. “You’ve been running around all day handling things. There’s no need to push yourself any further tonight.”

Aunt Mia waved a dismissive hand, a small smile playing on her lips. “I’m fine, Michael. Really.”

He frowned but remained silent, clearly unconvinced.

“I just want us to move sooner rather than later,” she continued. “The faster we settle in, the better. Besides, you should be worrying about yourself instead of me. I can handle the little things just fine.”

Michael had a frown on his face but said something.

Eventually under the smile of Aunt Mia, he could only exhale in acceptance.

“At least try to get some sleep,” he said after a pause. “Pushing too hard won’t help anyone.”

“I could say the same to you,” she shot back.

Michael shook his head, a faint smirk on his lips. “Fair enough.”

Aunt Mia chuckled softly but didn’t push further.

As the brief moment of silence settled between them, Aunt Mia shifted slightly in her chair before looking back at Michael.

“By the way, have you contacted your friends?”

Michael frowned slightly. “Which ones?”

He couldn’t remember anyone he could call a friend so he was puzzled.

“The three who came looking for you two days ago,” Aunt Mia said. “They stopped by to check on you, but I told them you weren’t around. I didn’t want anyone disturbing you while you rested.”

A look of realisation immediately appeared on Michael’s face.

Aunt Mia had already informed him about this before but as he didn’t take the matter of Mira, Lilian and the unfamiliar last person seriously, he had forgotten.

For a moment he wondered if he should message Mira….

‘Nah.’

“I haven’t contacted them yet,” Michael admitted. “But I will soon.”

Aunt Mia nodded in approval. “Good. It’s always good to have people who care.”

To this, Michael merely nodded and exchanged a few more words with Aunt Mia.