The Low-Key Life of a Necromancer

Clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse. Li, wearing the ancestral armor, felt that he had received the blessing of his ancestors.

“I feel like I can beat ten right now!”

"…Master, this is not an heirloom. The master and mistress started saving it two years ago."

It's too early to make armor. Children are still growing and it's very likely that it won't fit them when it's made.

Li's height has not increased since the year before last, so it is just in time for him to prepare armor.

"That's not important, Xiaoli, just tell the young master whether I'm handsome or not!"

“…Young Master is the best in the world.”

The mithril armor on Li was very light, and the joints were mostly made of leather, so it did not hinder his movements when he walked.

After putting on his equipment, Li took Xiaoli out of the house and went to the square to look for the militia.

A lot of militiamen had gathered in the square. Forty or fifty people might not be a lot, but standing there they formed a small group.

Unlike Li and Xiaoli, most of the militiamen had worried expressions on their faces. They didn't think there was any point in gathering together. After all, the kobolds were coming in full force and there were too many enemies.

"The sentinels said there were at least two to three hundred kobolds, all of them warriors!"

"That group of kobolds have already come near the town. They approached us slowly, it was obvious that they did it on purpose!"

"With just the people we have, we are simply unable to resist. We might as well organize the people to evacuate and leave this place!"

The militiamen had already anticipated the outcome of the battle, and a negative attitude spread among the crowd.

The person in charge of organizing the militia was a wounded squad leader who usually just followed Captain Jack and was responsible for leading a small group of seven or eight people.

However, when disaster struck, this team leader turned out to be the most experienced combat officer in the town.

Listening to everyone arguing, the team leader who was not good at making decisions felt overwhelmed, and the wound that had already scabbed over was also aching slightly.

When the team leader looked up and saw Li in armor, his eyes immediately lit up.

"Lee! You look great, is Captain Jack back?"

Li and Xiaoli looked at each other and didn't dare to tell anyone about the private use of the armor.

Lee took a step forward and looked the squad leader straight in the eyes.

"Captain Jack already knows the situation in the town. It will take time for them to get back. We must hold out against the enemy's first wave of attacks!"

Seeing that Li's words were so certain, everyone didn't care how Li got the information.

The good news of reinforcements cheered up the crowd. They couldn't resist the attack of the ogres head-on, but it seemed possible for them to rely on the town to hold out for a while.

The team leader's complexion improved significantly. He returned to the crowd and wanted to organize resistance, but found that many people did not agree with him.

"Come on, Myron, you have the nerve to give orders with your skills, why not let me do it."

"Yes, Myron, you have been a squad leader for three years. If you were really capable, you would have been promoted long ago."

Mellen has rich combat experience, but his organizational ability is really poor. Judging from the fact that he has not been able to convince the soldiers, he is not qualified to be a commander.

Seeing everyone say this, Captain Mellen became a little angry.

"The enemy is about to attack, and you are still arguing with me now. This is not the time to brag in the tavern!"

Li Jianmeilun failed to stabilize the situation and instead started quarreling with the soldiers. His heart, which had been relatively calm, became restless again.

The ogres were very close, and the town didn't have much time to organize a defense, so there was no time to argue now.

"Listen, we have to organize a defense and call the people scattered in the village to the town!"

Li stepped forward to stop the chaos, but saw everyone turning to look at him.

Li's shiny armor is indeed intimidating, but the neighbors all know his worth.

"Little Li, you want to give orders? You'd better find a cellar and hide there!"

Everyone showed no disdain for him, and those looks made Li furious.

"No, I didn't say I was going to lead this battle, what do you mean!"

Seeing that Li was about to join in the commotion, Theresa, who was attending the assembly with several novice clergymen, happened to rush over.

"Li, let's talk it over. We don't have time to argue now."

"Is it me who wants to argue? It's them who can't get their attitude right at the critical moment!"

Li slammed back fiercely, then grabbed Theresa's hand and lifted it up high.

"Everyone look here. Don't you want a trustworthy leader? Sister Teresa is here. She will lead us against the Kobold army that is attacking the town!"

what?

There were sounds of disbelief throughout the square, and even Theresa herself uttered a cry of doubt.

Li ignored these people's strangeness. While everyone was confused, Li made the final decision.

"Theresa will be the leader of the town's defense. Anyone who objects, please stand up!"

If Li himself wanted to be the leader, those who opposed him would line up outside the square.

But Theresa...

Theresa's father and uncles were a group of upright priests. Their arrival filled the shortage of clergy in the small town.

No one wants to offend a clergyman who can pray for peace for the people and treat injuries.

What Li wants is that people should not directly jump out to oppose, and tacit consent is also a form of approval.

"Very good. Now everyone obeys Theresa's orders. Soldiers who can run should gather people in the suburbs and gather everyone in the town! Magicians should build a defensive line, with several large houses in the center of the town as the center, and build barriers to defend against the attacks of the kobolds! The old and weak should hide in the barracks and cellars, and call strong women to come and help!"

Li's command made the square silent. Theresa kept her arms raised and stared at Li blankly.

Lee put his face in front of Theresa, causing her to shrink back suddenly in fear.

"What are you standing there for? Repeat the instructions and get everyone to act!"

"Oh! Everyone, hurry up and work. If you don't want to die at the hands of the Kobolds, move faster! Hurry!"

Theresa wasn't really stupid, after all, she had also traveled a long way with the refugee group.

When everyone got into the mood, the square was finally no longer noisy.

The soldiers found things they could do, the onlookers began to obey wartime orders, and everything started to change for the better.

Li breathed a sigh of relief, but found that Theresa and Xiaoli were looking at him with shining eyes.

Li was about to explain that everything was done to deal with emergencies when he found that Mellen, who was supposed to lead the militia, was coming over.

Li immediately concentrated his attention. In case Mellen disobeyed his management, Li would be forced to use some tough measures.

But Myron stood solemnly in front of Li and Theresa, and knocked on the breastplate with his hand, which was a courtesy between warriors.

"Militia Captain Myron is willing to carry out the young leader's orders!"