The Low-Key Life of a Necromancer

The Kobold High Priest, not knowing Li's background, was mistakenly hit by the necromancy and was killed by a fatal blow.

Li and Xiaoli threw the high priest's body into the square, and the smell of the high priest's blood quickly spread.

The dog-headed people had a very sensitive sense of smell. After sensing the death of the high priest, all the dog-headed people who were originally attacking human houses stopped.

Li thought that the ogres had given up resistance and he could organize people to clean up the mess, but he found that the ogres who had been suppressed by the high priest suddenly went into a frenzy.

Without the command of the high priest, the gnolls did not give up the fight. Instead, their beastly nature was aroused and they turned into wild beasts that would bite and tear at any cost.

"what!"

The battle suddenly became more brutal. Even if their stomachs were pierced, the gnolls would still pounce on the humans in front of them.

Lee made another mistake, confusing the difference between kobolds and humans.

Human armies will surrender after being defeated, but defeated beasts will only resist even more frantically.

For a moment, everywhere became chaotic. The militiamen who were able to rely on the houses to defend themselves were gradually defeated by the mad ogres.

Some dog-headed men even rolled directly into the fire, set their own hair on fire, and then rushed into human houses, dying together with the humans inside.

The flames set the houses on fire and the fighting got out of control. It was a disaster.

"Oh no, go help!"

Li quickly took Xiaoli to support the nearest battlefield. The two helped the militiamen stationed in the house and strangled a group of dog-headed men.

Li and Xiaoli had exhausted their last bit of strength.

I can’t kill it, I really can’t kill it.

Everyone could only watch as fires broke out all over the town and the smell of blood and barbecue filled the air.

Some time after the high priest's death, the kobolds caused more damage to the town than all previous attacks combined.

Li looked at all this in a daze. Originally, he had many plans. Li even planned the rhythm of farming. He planned to rely on the small town and gradually develop it into a city-state, and then a kingdom.

By using both economic and military force, we have built up a huge force in this world and stood at the top of the nation.

But just a group of kobolds destroyed it all.

"Master!"

Li looked up in a trance and saw a group of people around him. It turned out that while Li was in a daze, his father Jack had led his troops back to the town.

The ogres who were wreaking havoc in the town were quickly suppressed when they encountered this returning fighting force.

All kinds of cheering and celebrating sounds rang in Li's ears.

The sound of celebration rang out, the battle was over, and Li no longer needed to decide the remaining matters, as his father would take charge of the situation.

Li regained some strength. He stood up and looked around the town, but he saw that there was no good place in sight.

The restaurant that was built a few days ago has also become a ruin in front of Li.

Nearly 70% of the houses in the town were destroyed, and nearly one-fifth of the population died.

The person who died the most tragically was the squad leader Myron, whose command was taken away by Li.

When Mellen was found, he had been burned to charcoal. Marks of sword cuts could be seen on the beam that was pressing him down. He was trapped under the burning ruins and scalded to death.

"Lee, you did a great job~"

Li sat in front of the collapsed restaurant, his eyes empty and his mind blank.

Then the father came over, his face full of pride in his son.

His son not only developed better-tasting marching rations, but also organized a militia to resist the sneak attack of the ogre-headed men. Jack's heart was filled with excitement about his son's growth.

Seeing his father, who was always serious, smiling at him, Li couldn't smile at all.

Li on Earth had never experienced this kind of war scene. Although Li had committed several massacres in the dream world, the dream world always had a sense of unreality.

Now, all the neighbors in the town, those uncles and aunts who were once very familiar to them, have turned into motionless corpses.

"I, did a good job?"

My father nodded and affirmed Li's achievement.

But Li just laughed at himself and didn't think he had done anything.

"Li, listen, this is a war, and death is inevitable. You have saved enough people. Hold your head up, you should be proud of yourself!"

For Jack, the current result is acceptable, and for the other townspeople, it is also acceptable.

Because many people are still alive.

For humans who are not in an advantageous position and are constantly retreating northward, the death of some people every year is acceptable.

"No, Father, I can do better! I have knowledge, experience, and strength! This shouldn't be the outcome!"

Li has the experience of several lifetimes, as well as advanced knowledge and technology. Even his necromancy is beyond the reach of other magicians.

But since he opened his eyes and started living as Li again in this world, Li subconsciously slowed down his pace.

Enjoy life, improve things bit by bit, study delicious food when you have nothing to do, or play with the girls around you.

Li was playing badly, doing nothing, and even forgot to set traps around.

If Li could still place spies and curses around the town like he did in the dream world, the kobolds would die collectively after approaching the town.

Unfortunately, the large-scale witchcraft that Li mastered required a medium and advance arrangements, so he did not have many means at his disposal when the crisis came.

There is something more important, the Book of the Dead. The kobold was attracted by the Book of the Dead.

If Li had been more cautious with the Book of the Dead and handled it with care, perhaps the kobolds would not have attacked the town.

The more Li reviewed the situation, the more he realized his own incompetence. There were many areas where he could have done better and could have prepared adequately in advance, but Li chose to relax and missed those opportunities.

"Son! Calm down."

Jack took Li into his arms. As a father, he rarely had such close contact with Li.

Li never expected that he could get comfort from his father.

“…Dad, your arm isn’t healed yet?”

"Ah, compared to those who lost their lives, an arm is nothing..."

Jack was still trying to comfort his son when he saw his son put his hand on his shoulder.

Under Jack's puzzled and surprised gaze, the arm that had been lost somewhere long ago grew out like a bamboo shoot.

Jack moved subconsciously and found that the newly grown arm did not feel awkward at all.

"Son, you are..."

“I’ve been promoted, I can do better…”

Jack had never seen magic like Li's that could quickly grow limbs. Even the temple's regeneration magic would take a very long time to take effect.

Jack now realized that Lee had indeed not used his full strength in this war.

“…Son, if you really feel guilty, remember those who died. Now, let’s go collect the bodies.”