The Low-Key Life of a Necromancer

Chapter 164 2 Souls

Gravel Hills, located in the northwest of the Northern Continent, is a land covered with gravel.

There is scarce arable land here and the cold climate is not suitable for survival, but the tenacious people of Nanjun still have a foothold here, like weeds growing in cracks in rocks.

The wild grass growing in the cracks of rocks, this is what the outsiders call the people of Nanjun. These humans who migrated from the southern continent can develop quickly no matter what they encounter.

Li was walking on the rocky country road, wearing leather shoes that hurt his feet.

Li was accompanied by Xiaoli, who was wearing the same leather shoes but was running around briskly.

Sometimes it would greet the people nearby, sometimes it would rush into the depths of the grass, and when it came back it would bring back sour fruits that would make Li turn pale.

"I don't want any thanks."

Patrolling the territory is the responsibility of every noble. Although Li is only an honorary knight who has not yet inherited the family title, he still personally maintains the law and order of this land.

The Weize family is a rare family of magicians in this land. Unlike the nobles whose classes have become rigidified, the nobles of this era are all heroes chosen by the people.

"Master Li, the well is dry, please get some more water!"

In the distance, a civilian was waving at Li and shouting something that was completely inaudible.

But Li was very experienced. He knew something was wrong just by looking at a group of people busying around.

Li walked over happily and stepped into the mud beside the well without any hesitation.

There are already two mages here, but the water balls they condensed are not enough to fill the dry well.

Li's arrival made up for the lack of manpower. The three of them occupied a position respectively and performed the magic of condensing water balls together.

Three large balls of water fell into the well, raising the water level to a satisfactory level.

"Thank you, Master Li. Your magic is smoother than before!"

"Of course, I have been promoted~"

After accepting the people's thanks, Li continued to patrol the road. The air in the north was very dry, and the mud on Li's shoes quickly dried and hardened, and fell off as he walked.

Earth Li, who was hiding in Li's mind, recalled the scene just now in surprise.

Ordinary people and spellcasters live together in harmony and love. The difference in identity does not create a class gap. Earth Li finds it incredible.

And the process of Li performing elemental magic deeply shocked Earth Li.

You have to know that in the dream, Li is an undead wizard, and there is an absolute boundary between him and the elemental wizard. Let alone condensing a water ball as big as a car, he even has difficulty washing a fruit.

[It turns out that magic is just a tool, not a job-specific one. ]

"Master, I heard that another group of refugees came to Gravel Hill recently. Should we go over and take a look?"

Xiaoli made an interesting suggestion, and Li, who had nothing to do, agreed immediately.

The land of Gravel Hills is not very suitable for human settlement. The Weize family who moved here seven years ago, combined with the local population, has a total of only 120 households.

But in recent years, more and more people have fled here, and the original village has gradually developed into a town.

This is good for the local economy, but as the population increases, conflicts will also increase.

Later refugees will not be able to integrate into the town and will not be able to get a good place to live, so they will face various problems, which may very likely affect the lives of the original residents.

The gravel hills made it difficult to ride a horse, so Li and Xiaoli walked slowly on foot.

"Master, your steps are not as awkward as before."

"Oh, really? I wouldn't have noticed until you told me."

The native Li has been running barefoot on the ground since he was a child, and he doesn't care about the problem of stones and leather shoes at all.

But Earth Li couldn't adapt to the shoes without thick soles and the stones that hurt his feet.

Li will feel uncomfortable at the beginning, but it is actually the subconscious of Earth Li that is at work.

As we headed to the new camp, chatting and laughing with Xiaoli, some people began to appear in the wilderness.

These people were dressed similarly to the townspeople, but their faces looked pale, and one could tell at a glance that they had suffered a lot.

Li and Xiaoli walked up and grabbed a man who looked like he had been hungry for a long time.

After Xiaoli took out a piece of black bread, the other party immediately came over happily and was willing to answer some questions.

"Where are you from?"

"Sir, we are refugees from Windmill Bay."

“Windmill Bay? Isn’t that a grain-producing area? How did you become refugees?!”

Windmill Bay and Gravel Hills are adjacent to each other. Unlike Gravel Hills, Windmill Bay is very suitable for farming.

The grain produced in Hewan is sold to several surrounding areas. It is an important economic source for Hewan and the main source of food for the surrounding areas.

The raw materials of the black bread that Xiaoli gave to the other party just now came from Windmill River Bay.

"We didn't want to flee, but the big granary in Hewan suddenly caught fire and a lot of the stored grain was burned. The lord couldn't feed all of us, so he had to let some of us leave Hewan."

In this day and age, labor means wealth, and it is impossible for a normal lord to let go of the strong and healthy population.

Li looked around and found that there were many young and strong people among the refugees. This phenomenon meant that the situation in Hewan Town was more serious than what the refugee described.

"Why did the granary catch fire? Could it be that the demons have already attacked us?"

"They are not demons. I heard they are heretics who have lost their minds."

"Those damn cultists!"

After Li cursed, his mood became even heavier.

The news brought by the refugees was very bad. This land of gravel hills could not support so many outsiders.

The best solution now is to expel these refugees, but Li will not do that.

Everyone knows now that if humanity wants to survive, unity is the only way out.

Because in this world, humans are not only not at the top of the food chain, but are actually a vulnerable group.

Demons, orcs, elves, dwarves, each race has talents stronger than humans, and the only thing that humans can hold up is adaptability.

Or to put it more bluntly, reproductive ability.

The human beings in this world rely on having more numbers than those powerful tribes to survive.

"Tom! There's no time to rest, we have to pitch more tents before dark!"