The Low-Key Life of a Necromancer

In the ancient building deepest in the magic academy, it is the resting place for the elders.

The statue of the Goddess of Light, who cares for the world with compassion, stands in the center of the hall.

When the Church of Holy Light still held absolute dominance, the Magic Academy was a training camp for the Church of Holy Light to develop combat mages.

In this building that is equivalent to a relic, magic manuscripts left by predecessors can be found from time to time.

Some manuscripts are very useful, while others are simply written records of previous brainstorms.

For example, the old document placed by the fireplace to start a fire is a diary left by an unknown wizard.

"On Spirit Fire Day, I played cards with my classmates. I lost, so I barked like a dog...On Water Moon Day, I played cards and lost. I confessed my love to a female classmate and was ridiculed as a dog...On Thick Earth Day, I must work hard today and make further progress in magic!"

Turning to the next page of the diary, it was still a record of playing cards and losing.

The identity of the diary owner is obvious. He is just a stupid guy who is inexperienced and loves to play.

The necromancer tore off these useless pages of records and threw them directly into the fire in front of him.

With the addition of new fuel, the flames of the fire swelled a little, and the coldness on the necromancer's body was also dispelled a little.

"Damn, this place is cold!"

The undead wizard, who was supposed to be locked up by magic chains, was now curled up on the sofa, hugging his cotton coat.

Opposite him sat an old man wearing the robe of a seven-star grand mage.

The old man had prominent cheekbones and sunken cheeks, looking like a mummy.

"Just bear with it. In order to preserve various specimens, this place has long been placed under an extreme cold restriction. Letting you light the stove to keep warm is already a way of caring for you!"

The old man couldn't stand the necromancer's pretentious attitude, but because both sides were on the same front, he was forced to control his temper.

"Heh~ specimen, you really dare to say that."

What's frozen in the ice cellar aren't specimens at all, but people who were brought here and died after being tortured in various ways.

It is difficult to deal with people who died during experiments, and many of the corpses are also of reference value, so they are brought here for storage.

The necromancer glanced sideways at the old man in front of him, feeling deeply ashamed of his malicious yet face-saving behavior.

With a bang, the old man hit the necromancer hard with a club, and the force was no less than that of Amber before.

The necromancer covered his face and lowered his head, with a sinister look in his eyes that seemed to overflow.

Noticing the look in the necromancer's eyes, the old wizard became even more ruthless.

The tip of the staff pierced directly into the necromancer's eyes and spun viciously.

"Venomous snake, don't forget who gave you the chance to live in the sun. If you do it again, I will let you know that living is more painful than death!"

Being tortured by an old man in an inhuman way, the venomous snake retracted its breath, bowed its head, admitted its mistake and asked for forgiveness.

On the surface, both sides ignored the quarrel, but they knew in their hearts that if there was a chance to kill the other, they would not show mercy.

"Tell me about your research. We have given you so much time and provided you with magic blood, but why is your research still stagnant?"

"I've already told you that there's something wrong with the demon blood you provided. I want to purify it myself!"

Venomous snakes are bred by the Presbyterian Church as tools for conducting research on the human body.

Naturally, Viper had some thoughts about being noticed by the Elders' Council.

But the Elders Council kept the demon blood sample covered and did not allow the poisonous snake to touch it at all.

The venomous snake simply took advantage of the situation and blamed all the responsibility on Demon Blood.

When the devil blood sample was mentioned, the old wizard's eyes wandered.

He believed what Viper said, that the problem came from the demon blood sample, but that sample was not something that ordinary people could touch.

Even the elders didn't have the chance to touch the samples directly, let alone let the venomous snakes do so.

"…Viper, your request is beyond my ability. Rather than this, what I want to ask is, is there any other way to solve the problem?"

Because of emotional fluctuations, the old wizard suddenly started coughing. It was not a big deal that he coughed, but blood immediately rushed up to his throat uncontrollably.

The old wizard quickly grabbed the venomous snake's wrist and looked at it eagerly.

The venomous snake hated the look in the old wizard's eyes at this moment, but because he was under someone else's control, he had to endure it.

A scalpel popped out from the venomous snake's other hand and decisively cut the old wizard's throat.

Dirty blood oozed out from the incision, filling the room with a foul stench.

After the old wizard calmed down, the venomous snake took out a bottle of potion and sprayed it on the old wizard's neck, and the wound was quickly healed.

After clearing out the dirt, the old wizard felt refreshed. He patted the venomous snake and praised it for a good job.

"Viper, do you have to transform into a demon to extend your life? Isn't there an easier way?"

Viper replied with disgust and disdain.

"Haven't you tried the simple methods?"

The old wizard was silent. Thinking back on the struggles of those years, he felt grief in his heart.

Being able to wear a magic cloak and serve as an elder, the old wizard naturally believed in glory at the beginning.

Young people are always full of fighting spirit and can overcome difficulties and create hope.

But when he became an elder, he found that the kingdom had long been stagnant.

The pain of his youth and the decline of his old age began to slowly wear down the old wizard's nerves.

After repeated torment, the old wizard fell into the abyss. He no longer insisted on the fruitless belief and began to find ways to pursue his own peace.

Find various ways to heal the injuries in your body and try to prolong your life.

During this process, the old wizard was surprised to find that other elders had similar ideas.

We are the heroes of the Kingdom, and if we fall, the Kingdom falls too.

After instilling this idea in each other, everyone began to feel less burdened in doing things.

Sacrificing some civilians to achieve one's own success is a necessary sacrifice.

Find a way to study the method of immortality, which will benefit the entire kingdom!

The Elder Council found the remaining copies of the Notes of the Dead and took control of the evil power into their own hands.

They are confident that they can control everything, even the evil forces will submit to them.

"Then, let's capture more people and conduct experiments. We must speed up the pace!"

The evil has been done, and the old wizard is not afraid of killing more people.

He was just afraid that things had come to this point but he still hadn't gotten the desired result.

When the venomous snake saw the old wizard compromise, his contempt became even stronger.

The Council of Elders said something nice to save face, saying it was to maintain peace and for the sake of the kingdom.

In fact, they are just a group of cowardly old men who want to grasp at the last straw!

"Then I'll go back now."

Viper stood up and prepared to return to campus to continue his research.

But the old wizard stood up to block him.

"No, the magic academy has been exposed, you can't appear here again!"

Evil deeds cannot be exposed to the light of day. The old wizard allowed the venomous snake to continue doing his deeds, but he could not let him do whatever he wanted.

“You asked me to continue~”

"Yes Viper, but you are going to a new place."

"A new place?"

Before the venomous snake could get an answer, Ning Bing's voice suddenly came from within his body.

Before the venomous snake could react, he was sealed in ice.

Two mysterious men wearing secret order masks appeared with a large coffin.

They put the frozen poisonous snake into the coffin, bowed to the old wizard, and left quietly.