The Low-Key Life of a Necromancer

In the cathedral of the royal capital, priests and nuns lined up in two rows to receive devout believers.

Ever since the temple revealed its power and destroyed the evil dragon, the originally forgotten temple has once again become a faith in people's hearts.

The priest and the nun looked serious as they watched the residents of the capital climb the stairs.

These people admired the greatness of the Holy Light, and every time they climbed a step, they knelt on the ground and kissed the bricks.

This is a ritual that has been forgotten for a hundred years. Only the most devout believers of the Church of Holy Light perform this ritual during worship.

A scene that had not been seen for a hundred years reappeared on this holy mountain.

"Humans are truly ignorant creatures. They yell that we are liars and oppose the spread of the Holy Light, but when evil comes, they are the first to seek shelter."

"After a long period of peace, people will lose their reverence for tranquility. When unrest comes, people will regain their faith in the Holy Light. We don't need to belittle these people, because we ourselves haven't revered the Holy Light and the Goddess for a long time."

Inside the cathedral, two senior priests were conducting a ceremony to cleanse the statue of the goddess.

The hot-tempered priest was very dissatisfied with the residents of the royal capital, who immediately turned against him after seeing the greatness of the cathedral.

The more cultured pastors understand people's thoughts.

When you are useful, everyone praises you highly; when you are useless, no one knows who you are.

"There are too few clergy on the rolls in the cathedral right now. This time the Holy Light has saved the world, and we can take this opportunity to spread the greatness of the Holy Light."

"Remember to screen out true believers. Those who seek personal gain will only tarnish the holy light."

A disaster occurred in the royal capital, but it gave the Church of Holy Light room to maneuver.

Under the call of royal power and freedom, the already declining temple suddenly gained more presence.

This is a great opportunity for the Holy Light Church.

As long as the church can stand on the side of protecting the human kingdom, the future development of the church will not be constrained by the secular world as before.

The development of things is always a process of increase and decrease.

If the temple prospers, the royal power will be impacted.

Inside the royal palace, the aristocratic council composed of the royal nobles was holding an emergency meeting.

"We haven't cleaned up those undead creatures running around yet? Those priests and nuns are all laughing at us!"

"It's easy to say, but magic guns are useless against undead creatures. Only knights and magicians can deal with those things."

"Then send the knights and mages to deal with it!"

“It’s easy to say…”

The nobles have always held control over the capital. In their opinion, power is only reliable when it is in their own hands.

As a result, the king and grand duke who hold the military power under their command are like time bombs, making them worried.

After several generations of nobles' efforts, the royal power was shelved, the Grand Duke's family fell apart, and everything was developing in a way that was most beneficial to the powerful.

However, an inexplicable undead disaster instantly exposed the true colors of the powerful.

All the classical knights who dared to fight the undead creatures with greatswords were in the hands of the Grand Duke.

Those magicians who wield the power of destruction are all serving the king.

The modern magic devices in the hands of the powerful and the modern soldiers who can only fight with the wind, will only howl and run away when they see the undead.

The staggering zombies and skeletons are barely manageable, but ghosts without even a physical body are a real headache.

Fortunately, the evil dragon was dealt with by the Holy Temple, otherwise the nobles would probably have to abandon this royal capital that they had run for hundreds of years.

"Now is not the time to argue and pass the buck!"

The oldest nobleman banged on the table to stop the quarrel.

"If we continue like this, it will only be a waste of time. We must clear out the undead creatures in the capital as soon as possible, otherwise our authority will be questioned!"

When the nobles are unable to solve the problem, the population will leave the capital, and those who depend on the nobles for their livelihood will no longer respect them.

Such a loss was something the nobles could not afford.

"Now, there are only two options left for us."

After the old man finished speaking, he returned to silence. The rest of the matter was not up to him to decide.

The nobles participating in the meeting looked at each other's faces, and finally someone pointed out the next choice.

"Restore the king's status and return to the former era of royal power."

"Or, we can elect the Grand Duke as our leader and have him clear the capital and the obstacles we will encounter in the future."

There was silence in the meeting.

No one was willing to be the first to break such a balance, because excluding the king and the grand duke was the strategy that the nobles had always followed.

If we proactively break the previous strategy now, not only will all previous efforts be wasted, but the most important thing is that doing so will be tantamount to slapping everyone in the face.

As we all know, nobles are very concerned about their reputation. If they lose their reputation, they will lose everything else.

It is also well known that among the nobles there are those who are well-educated and those who are uneducated.

"It's easy to say, but if the King or the Grand Duke regains the initiative, what will we do then?"

The ones who raised the objection were the nobles from Sage City. The Grand Duke's regaining control of the city guards of Sage City had caused these people considerable trouble.

The old man, who thought things would go smoothly, glared at the nobles who objected.

"Since you object, just put forward your own opinions. If you can only oppose but cannot come up with a solution to the problem, it only highlights your incompetence!"

The old noble was choked and everyone present looked unhappy.

"Old man, times have changed. If you don't adapt to the changes, you will be eliminated sooner or later!"

The group led by the old men and the group led by the young men suddenly became confrontational.

"Then I'd like to listen carefully to what you have to say!"

"It's easy. Why should we worry about whether to move out the king or rely on the Grand Duke?"

"Could it be that, besides them, there are other people who are capable of clearing out the undead creatures?"

"Tsk tsk tsk! Of course not, but we can release them at the same time. The King wants to regain his leadership position, and the Grand Duke is unwilling to continue to be oppressed by the royal power. They will naturally fight to the death, and we can reap the benefits from it~"

The young man's idea was immediately recognized by most people. Driving the tiger to devour the wolf is the strategy that the nobles like and are best at.

Only the old noble felt dizzy and thought these young people were extremely stupid.

Do these young people, who have learned a little bit of fence-sitting skills from their elders, really think it is so easy to get the skin of a tiger?

No matter whether it is the king or the grand duke, if they can be driven so easily, why did everyone come together to undermine their power?

Just wait and see, these young people won’t even know how they died!

The old nobleman, who was the only sober person while everyone else was drunk, left the table in anger.

The old noble gave a last look back before leaving the meeting.

Those young nobles acted superior, as if they had already won.

The old nobleman shook his head helplessly and left without any reluctance.

“…An era has ended, and a new conflict is about to begin.”