The Low-Key Life of a Necromancer

After a period of silence, the news of the assassin training camp finally spread throughout the royal capital.

The first people to discover the problem were the soldiers who regularly delivered rice to the training camp.

When they found that most people in the training camp had died miserably, they sounded the alarm.

The two nearby military camps were the first to receive the news. They brought people to block the area and conducted a rough investigation of the tragedy in the assassin training camp.

"The camp's commander and the soldiers in charge of guarding it are all dead, and some of the trained assassins are missing!"

The soldier was reporting the case to his superior when he saw a team of Vatican knights suddenly rushing into the scene.

"This place is under the control of the Holy Church! Anyone outside, please get out of the way immediately!"

Originally, the soldiers didn't care much about the assassin training camp. Now that such a big thing has happened, no matter whether the results can be found out or not, those who are responsible will be in trouble.

However, the sudden intervention of the Temple still aroused the resentment of the soldiers.

Originally, the Vatican Knights were established as an auxiliary force of the Kingdom Army, but now they have become an independent armed force of the Templar. The conflict between the two sides has been accumulating for many years.

"Oh~ Isn't this a big shot in the Holy Temple? How come you have a part in what happened here?"

The sergeant-major has always disliked the people of the temple. For their legion stationed outside the royal capital, their imaginary enemies are the knights of the Vatican in front of them.

The Vatican knight in charge was about to have a conflict with the sergeant-major when he saw a luxurious carriage driving in from behind.

"The Archbishop is here in person! Salute!"

The carriage was pulling the highest clergyman in the human kingdom today, the Archbishop.

The Archbishop's chariot perfectly matches the description of the Goddess's chariot in the scriptures.

The carriage had golden wheels, pure gold horns, and was pulled by two unicorns from the elven kingdom. The entire carriage was decorated with jewels.

After this carriage drove into the assassin training camp, a sacred voice automatically rang in everyone's ears.

It was as if a young child was singing the glory of the goddess with the most ethereal and clear voice.

Everyone saluted respectfully to the archbishop, and even the soldiers who were dissatisfied with the temple did not dare to find fault.

Who could have thought that a small disturbance in the assassin training camp would attract such a big shot.

Compared with the appearance of the archbishop, even if all the soldiers around the royal capital died, it would only be a small disturbance!

The Vatican's knights were guarding in front of the archbishop's carriage. The commander of the knights personally opened the door and welcomed a woman who got off the carriage.

That’s right, the current Archbishop of the cathedral is a woman who is less than thirty years old.

The Archbishop was dressed in classic episcopal attire, except that the fabric was the most noble purple, and the thick outer robe hid the woman's stunning figure.

From time to time, the playful north wind would blow up the outer robe and stick it to the archbishop's body, creating a fascinating landscape.

"Your Majesty!"

After the archbishop got off the carriage, his eyes, shining with holy light, looked around the entire camp.

The fact that the king trained assassins was no longer a secret. After it was exposed several times, the nobles paid less attention to it.

After all, assassination is just a means of doing things behind the scenes, and there is no need to pay too much attention to things that cannot be brought to the surface.

"First, let me tell you about the situation when we found it."

The archbishop did not say much and solved the problem right away.

The soldiers were naturally very sensible. The two sides were not on the same level, and provoking trouble again would be tantamount to seeking death.

This time, the sergeant knelt directly before the archbishop to report.

"Your Majesty, the scene was in this state when we arrived. No one should have moved it. There were only a few signs of cover outside the camp."

The sergeant's statement was very clear, and it also included his own judgment.

The perpetrators were fearless. Apart from making some small moves to delay being discovered, the crime scene was almost exactly the same as when the crime occurred.

The archbishop nodded, approving the sergeant's judgment.

Just now, she used holy light to enhance her vision and saw traces of dark magic flowing on all the corpses.

The archbishop judged that the people in the camp were killed by the curse almost at the same moment.

In this case, there is no point in asking the soldiers any more questions.

Just find out where the dark magic comes from to find out the truth behind the incident.

"Your Majesty! The deceased commander was my colleague. He was very powerful, but he was killed after only a brief resistance. Your Majesty, please find the murderer!"

The soldiers around also followed suit and everyone knelt on the ground.

The escorting Vatican knights wanted to stop these people, as their actions might be suspected of persecuting the archbishop.

"No problem, I'll try to find the murderer."

The archbishop remained calm, as if this was just a trivial matter.

The escorting knight wanted to speak for the archbishop, but saw the archbishop directly pick up the holy book from his waist.

Different from other holy books, the holy book hanging around the archbishop's waist is the mother copy of all holy books. It is a sacred artifact truly blessed by the power of the goddess.

Dazzling holy light shot up into the sky, and everyone was bathed in it.

At the moment when the holy book was opened, everyone was a devout believer of the goddess.

The archbishop closed his eyes slightly and silently connected with the holy scriptures. Streams of profound knowledge and wisdom penetrated into the archbishop's mind through induction.

After just a moment, the archbishop could no longer withstand the tremendous power released by the holy book.

The archbishop closed the holy book with trembling hands. Only those closest to the archbishop could feel his weakness.

At this moment, all the guard knights subconsciously grasped the hilts of their swords. No matter where there was any unusual movement, they would draw their swords and fight desperately.

Fortunately, nothing bad happened.

The archbishop panted for a long time, and after calming down his physical discomfort, he slowly recalled what he had just seen.

A person with an unusual identity had appeared in this area. The archbishop expressed his opinion on this anomaly.

"He's an acquaintance..."

Every move of the Archbishop was watched by countless eyes. Even though her voice was not loud, some people could see that the Archbishop knew something.

Everyone is waiting to see how the Archbishop will handle this matter.

The archbishop ignored everyone's opinions and directly issued an order to retreat.

"Everyone leave here, this is a forbidden area, no one is allowed to approach!"

"Your Majesty! You promised, so..."

The archbishop, who had been good-tempered, gave the sergeant-major who spoke a death stare.

The sergeant shuddered, then he remembered what kind of person the other party was.

The sergeant quickly lowered his head and silently endured all the grievances.

The archbishop got on the carriage and left, and the Vatican knights guarded the carriage on both sides as if they had won a victory.

Watching them going away, the sergeant was so angry that his fists were bleeding.

"Sir, we..."

"Didn't you hear? This place is designated as a forbidden area. If anyone asks, just say it's an order from the Holy Church!"

On this day, a forbidden area appeared in the military zone outside the royal capital.