The Low-Key Life of a Necromancer

Death is the end of life, and the boundless chaos washes away the fragile soul.

The long death will wash away the remaining memories of the soul, allowing it to return to its original state of ignorance and unconsciousness, until the next reincarnation as a human being and the beginning of a new life.

Normally, this should be the case, but before the consciousness dissipated, it was stuffed back into the original body. This kind of rebirth can bring...

Just embarrassment.

"Eat, why don't you eat? Do you think my cooking is not tasty?"

"It's delicious, delicious, delicious!"

The hero's followers still remember the circumstances of their death, they were trying to rob the town but were poisoned by Lee.

When they opened their eyes again, they saw Li sitting in front of them with a table full of delicious food to entertain them.

Was the previous experience a dream?

When the delicious food entered their mouths, everyone confirmed that the previous experience was not a dream.

Everyone's hands holding the cutlery began to tremble. They wanted to leave here and spit out what was in their mouths.

These delicacies can no longer stimulate their appetite, and delicious food has become equated with poison.

Li saw that these people were taking their time while eating, so he urged them to eat quickly because he had other things to do later.

"Don't worry, there is no curse in these foods. You can eat them with peace of mind."

"curse?"

"Yes, the necromancer will plant curses in the food, which can kill the infected people from a distance."

"Necromancer!"

Seeing these people finally react, Li raised his thumb and pointed at himself.

"I, the necromancer, just want to ask you if you are afraid~"

The legs of the resurrected heroes' followers were so weak with fear that they kept shaking, causing the table and cutlery to rattle.

"No, am I that scary? I just let you die once, but I brought you back to life again!"

"Brother, ancestor! We are blind to have provoked you, please let us go!"

Li was the only one sitting in the middle of the dining table. Everyone else ran to the opposite side of Li, knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously.

Lee felt offended.

"Okay, eat it or not, come with me to find the hero later."

Hearing that they were going to find the brave man, the followers became nervous again.

This time, Li didn't communicate with them too much. He took everyone to find the brave man.

When Li found the brave man, he was hiding in the cellar of a dilapidated house. When he saw Li suddenly come in, the brave man jumped up from the ground with a somersault, and then fell down again due to weakness.

"You, you devil, how could you find me!"

"Tsk~ You still have my curse on you, where can you run to?"

Li sat on the pile of straw where the hero had been lying before, and called the shivering follower in.

The cellar, which was not big to begin with, was suddenly filled with people, and the air became foul and smelly.

"Brave man, I'm here today to seek cooperation with you. I'll help you take back Windmill Bay. What do you think?"

When the brave man heard these words, the fear on his face disappeared and he laughed so hard that blood came out of his mouth and nose.

"This is the biggest joke I've ever heard. I admit that you are very capable and you poisoned me quietly, but don't try to control me with such dirty means. I will not be your pawn!"

The hero may not be so righteous, but his self-esteem is strong enough.

Li is still too naive to make the brave man submit to him.

"What poison? I just told you that you were cursed."

The brave man blinked and looked at Li and his companion who was confirmed dead but came back to life in a silly way.

At first, the hero thought that it was because of the poison that he made a wrong judgment and mistakenly believed that all his followers were dead.

Listening to what Li said just now, it was not a misjudgment, but Li really killed a bunch of people!

"What do you mean!"

Li ignored the frightened hero and waved his hand to let the follower who followed in explain to the hero.

Several people came up to the brave man and whispered the cause and effect of the incident.

"You said he was a necromancer and that he resurrected you. You are all his subordinates now!"

The brave man spit out blood and shouted in surprise, and when he looked at Li again, he did not dare to show any arrogance.

The hero has been suffering from the curse these past two days, and he was trying to find a way to detoxify him, but now it seems like all his efforts were in vain.

"Wait a minute, I'm holding the holy sword, how can your curse be effective on me!"

Holy light can dispel evil. If Li was really a necromancer, the hero should have been safe long ago.

"Because your holy sword is weaker than my curse~"

Li's light words sentenced the hero to death. He was doomed. Except for agreeing to Li's request, the hero would never be able to escape Li's torture.

“…It seems that the prophecy is true. The kingdom is really going to be destroyed.”

Li thought the hero would continue to struggle, but he accepted everything with lifeless eyes.

The brave man leaned against the dirty wall of the cellar, his pupils dilated as if he had lost hope of living.

"You prophesy? What is that?"

The brave man glanced at Li, laughed at himself, and told him a story.

"You also know that the holy sword in my hand has an unknown origin, right? I found it in an ancient ruins."

Before the hero obtained the holy sword, he was not called the weird name Sheng Xingyu, and he was not a chosen boy born with a halo.

The hero is just an ordinary adventurer, who together with his fellow countrymen, forms a fairly reliable team.

"It was last winter. A group of Vatican knights suddenly appeared in Windmill Bay. There weren't many adventurers in winter, so we all got drunk in the tavern, boasted, and talked about women and where there were a lot of winter mice."

The brave man had never seen such powerfully armed knights of the Church. There were ten knights in total, and each of them wore full body heavy armor. The holy light runes engraved on the armor made each knight shine.

"They pushed open the door of the tavern, looking at each of us like messengers from the gods. We all thought they were here to arrest people and execute them, to promote the greatness of the church and criticize the evil in the tavern. We didn't expect they were issuing a mission."

The hero talked too much and blood began to spurt out of his mouth. A follower next to him couldn't stand it anymore and continued his conversation.

"I still remember the voices of those knights. They stood in front of us, but it was as if they were standing in heaven. The words they spoke were imprinted in our minds for a long time. They said that whoever is willing to serve as a guide and go on an adventure deep in the snowfield would be given twenty gold coins! Twenty gold coins, for each person, not for a team!"

When talking about this incident now, the brave group can still remember the shock they felt that day.

Because one of their team members' sister is sick, another needs to find a wife for his younger brother, and an old man needs to buy a coffin for burial...

In short, the brave group decided to give it a try and accepted the mission issued by the Knights of the Vatican.

"This is clearly a one-way mission, and you dare to accept it!"

Li widened his eyes, feeling that they were irresponsible for his own life.

The brave man spat out the dirty blood in his mouth and smiled contemptuously at Li.

"They gave half of the money first, ten gold coins each, which was enough to buy our lives."

"…Okay, please continue your story."

In order to make it easier for the heroes to tell their experiences, Li temporarily stopped the curse.

The brave man suddenly returned to normal, changed to a more comfortable position, and told Li what happened next.