The Low-Key Life of a Necromancer

After experiencing a brutal battle personally, Li deeply realized his own shortcomings. In order to be able to exert more powerful power in front of others, Li was forced to learn intermediate magic.

Li, who has successfully been upgraded, has made great progress in his mental strength and sensory abilities. He is now able to control more powerful intermediate magic.

Li found an intermediate fire magic book in his mother's room, which contained all kinds of complicated and difficult magic knowledge.

However, compared with the original content of the pages, the personal notes added by Li's mother inside drove Li even crazier.

"Xiao Li, can you help me see what this eye-like symbol means?"

“…Master, that’s not an eye, that’s a fish.”

"…What does fire magic have to do with fish!?"

"Mixed together, fish bone powder and magic stone powder can increase the power of fire magic. Don't you know that, young master?"

"Master, I don't know!"

If Li knew this, would he still need to study with a book?

Li, who was in a manic mood because of studying, wanted to beat Xiaoli up.

But Xiaoli looked around and then approached Li cautiously.

"Master, I think the magic you performed that day with your broken hand flying around is really amazing. Can you teach me how to do it~"

Xiaoli has never disliked anything made by Li. Although Li's necromancy was bloody and cruel, Xiaoli thought Li was handsome and imposing.

Li thinks Xiaoli’s aesthetic taste may have some problems.

Li didn't want to bother with Xiaoli at first, but then he thought, what's wrong with teaching her some necromancy?

"Xiao Li, I'm going to teach you necromancy, but don't tell anyone."

Xiaoli immediately covered her mouth with her hands and nodded frantically.

Being able to keep the same secret with the young master is what Xiaoli has always wanted!

That night, Li and Xiaoli put on black clothes, and after making sure their father was asleep, the master and servant left home carefully.

After the battle, there were many more patrolling militiamen in the town. They had to make sure that no wild beasts would attack at night, and also make sure that the group of escaped ogres would not harass the town again.

Li and Xiaoli held their breath. They avoided the light that might expose their figures and moved forward carefully in the shadow of the building.

The patrolling militia noticed a dark shadow flash by in the corner, and he poked his companion with his hand.

"What is the Li family kid doing with Xiaoli?"

"Maybe he went to steal rice from the granary."

"Heh~ His family is not short of rice now, maybe he is going to steal from some girl's window."

Li and Xiaoli didn't realize at all that their actions had been seen by the patrol team members and were distorted beyond recognition.

The two of them groped their way out of the town in the dark, and only when there were no more patrols on the road did Li and Xiaoli light the torches.

The firelight illuminated two serious faces. Li and Xiaoli were not coming out for fun tonight. Li wanted to personally demonstrate to Xiaoli the correct use of necromancy.

"Master, are you sure you want to do this? If people find out, you will definitely break your legs!"

Xiaoli wanted to persuade Li to stop his rebellious behavior, but Li glared back at her.

"You begged me to learn this. If you don't want to learn it, you can go home now."

Xiaoli shook her head like a rattle, and closed her mouth tightly, making no more sound.

Li turned his head and looked at the grave that had been buried not long ago. The soil on the grave was still moist and the words on the tombstone had not been carved yet.

The grave in front of Li belonged to the warrior Myron, the warrior who fought for everyone until the last moment.

"I'm sorry Uncle Myron, I don't have time to give you a good night's sleep now."

Li took a hoe in his hand and started digging at Mellen's grave. Xiaoli, who was holding a torch for Li, cooperated with Li.

Every time Li dug, Xiaoli's eyelids twitched and she muttered something inaudible.

Li knew without guessing that Xiaoli must be talking about the demons and monsters leaving quickly.

Li had not dug twice when the hoe got caught on a rock. He exerted more force and the hoe broke.

The digging tool broke down like that, and Li felt a pain on his face. Without a hoe, am I supposed to dig with my hands?

"…Master, can't you use earth magic?"

Xiaoli leaned close to Li's ear and asked a soul-searching question. Li stared at Xiaoli blankly, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Xiaoli is a genius.

Li began to use his not-so-skilled earth magic to remove the soil on Myron's grave bit by bit, and the coffin lid was soon exposed.

Finally, it came to the most critical moment. Li winked at Xiaoli, indicating that she should pay close attention to his next operation.

"Uncle Myron, I am your best descendant, Xiao Li. You are lying in the coffin like this. What will happen to your aunts who are in love with you? They still rely on you to live. Open your eyes~"

Li's strange and soul-calling operation scared Xiaoli so much that she ran away more than ten meters away. In the past, Xiaoli would not easily leave Li's side, but the torture tonight was too severe for Xiaoli.

"Xiao Li, come here."

"Master, I, I don't want to learn anymore. I don't want to learn necromancy anymore!"

Li's eyes widened. She had said before that she was the one who was learning, but now she was backing out at the critical moment. How could this work?

Li pulled Xiaoli back to Myron's coffin and snapped his fingers at the coffin.

The sound of snapping fingers traveled far away in the quiet night. Xiaoli was afraid that the noise made by Li would attract other ghosts.

Just when Xiaoli was feeling uneasy and wanted to pull the young master away, Myron's coffin made a thud.

Xiaoli became hard instantly and even held her breath while standing there.

The coffin lid was pushed open by Myron from the inside. Confused, Myron, wearing the linen clothes he had changed into when he was buried, looked at Li and Xiaoli in confusion.

"…I don't remember that I was burned to death. A beam hit my waist and I pushed hard but couldn't move it away."

Myron's memory stayed at the last moment of the battle with the kobolds, when it was still daylight and the temperature of the flames was blazing and piercing.

"…Master, it was pitch black when Uncle Myron was buried. What happened to him?"

"Of course, Master, I repaired Uncle Myron's body first. Master, I can't let Uncle Myron wake up and endure an eight-tenths cooked body."

Li's previous operation of calling back the soul was actually a deliberate delay of time, allowing the necromancy to repair Myron's body inside the coffin.

After seeing with her own eyes that the young master brought Myron back to life and that he recovered as normal, Xiaoli's previous fear instantly disappeared.

"Master is so amazing, I want to learn this, teach me this!"

Li interrupted Xiaoli who was making trouble nearby and reached out to pull up the still dazed Myron.

"Uncle Myron, you are actually dead. I used evil necromancy to revive you. According to the temple, you are now a resurrected evil spirit."

Myron scratched his dusty head and pointed his other hand at his face.

"Evil spirit, me?"

Li nodded seriously, which in return resulted in Myron's even more confused expression.