The Low-Key Life of a Necromancer

Count Dalai told Li that he would impose high taxes and give them to the Holy Temple in exchange for their support, so that Dalai's family could get the dukedom owed to the family by the kingdom.

This reason made Li silent. Earl Dalai was already the most noble man in the North, but he still had his own troubles.

"Who in this world can be truly free of worries..."

After sighing for a moment, Li walked in front of Earl Dalai and resumed his flattering smile.

"Uncle Dalai, I need your help on something."

"Oh? You're willing to ask me for help? This is really surprising."

"Ahem~ Those clergymen who were imprisoned in the dungeon. There are people I know in there. Can you please let them out? I promise that they will never come out to disturb the order again!"

"Oh, my dear nephew, what are you talking about? With the advice you gave me, the clergy are no longer a problem. But for this matter, I need you to do me a favor!"

Dalai didn't take those inflexible clergy in the dungeon seriously.

But it is still worthwhile to be able to exchange a favor from Li.

Li watched Dalai threaten him, but he had no way to do anything. Dalai must not be offended, and Theresa and her relatives must be saved.

"Uncle Dalai, you said that as long as I can do it, I will definitely make it beautiful for you!"

"That's what you said! I have a son...a daughter who is about your age, and I want you to marry her!"

Li was stunned, and Xiaoli and Lilith who were following behind him also looked stunned.

Li was fooling people and ended up getting himself into trouble. Who can he go to for justice?

"Uncle Dalai, there is a big gap between our social statuses. How could your daughter possibly marry me?"

"You call me uncle now, and you may get the assets of Windmill Bay in the future, so you are naturally worthy of my daughter."

Dalai's emotions were very stable, and he didn't just say it casually when he asked Li to be his son-in-law.

At the beginning, Dalai was impressed by Li's eloquence and thought it would be a good idea to let Li be a civil servant for his son.

But when he thought of his son's situation, Dalai's eyes darkened and he could only turn around and consider his daughter.

"But you have a son, and your daughter will have no trouble finding a husband, so why bother looking for me..."

Only Count Dalai knew the situation of his family clearly. He knew that his son was a short-sighted man who was self-righteous.

Count Dalai accepted the advice of the church largely because he was influenced by his son.

"Dad, is this the troublesome little country noble? Why did you bring him back?"

Li wanted to discuss something with Count Dalai again when he saw a maid rushing in from outside.

Perhaps because she was over-pampered, this young lady had completely lost the etiquette that aristocrats should have, and behaved as flamboyantly as usual in front of Li.

"Don't talk nonsense, my girl. This Mr. Li is my nephew and your fiancé."

"fiancé!"

Li, who was suddenly given the title of fiancé, dealt with it awkwardly in the Earl's castle. At the same time, there was also unrest in the dungeon of the castle.

"Master!"

A young man who looked 90% like Count Dalai, wearing colorful equestrian clothes, entered the dungeon with the paladin beside him.

The young master waved his hand, and all the soldiers guarding the dungeon stepped aside, leaving the dungeon entrance open.

The entrance to the dungeon is only half a person's height and looks like a dog hole. This setting is to create obstacles for the prisoners to prevent them from escaping and make it easier for soldiers to guard the dungeon.

As we approached the entrance of the dungeon, an unpleasant smell wafted out, along with the sound of faint singing.

"…The goddess has forgiven our sins and given us sunshine and flower dew. Butterflies are flying among the flowers, and birds are singing for freedom. I am free, walking with the wind, not afraid of the cold or the heat…"

The hymn coming from the dungeon was the chapter on Sin and Chains. The title of the psalm was Sin, but the lyrics were full of yearning for freedom.

The clergy in the dungeon used poetry to express their innocence and longing for freedom.

When Count Dalai's son heard the singing, a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

The paladin next to him clenched his fists uncomfortably.

"They don't deserve to be treated like this."

"Ah? Didn't the Paladin ask me to capture them? Why do you feel sorry for them?"

It was the Paladin who brought the news of promotion, and it was also the Paladin next to him who said that the clergy who helped refugees without authorization should be arrested.

He is allowed to do both good and bad things, isn't this a double-edged sword?

The Earl's son originally admired the Paladin very much and wanted to learn from him so that he could become a Paladin in the future.

Unexpectedly, the Paladin is actually a bitch with a soft spot for women.

"I said to stop them from causing trouble, but I didn't say to lock them up in a dungeon and make them suffer!"

The Paladin knew what the news he brought would trigger, but knowing and seeing are two different things.

Seeing fellow clergymen suffer, a Paladin always feels a sense of indifference.

Perhaps one day in the future, I, a sinner, will be locked up in a dungeon, with no one to turn to for help.

"So, it's my fault for harming them? In that case, Lord Paladin can arrest me or throw me into the dungeon like them!"

The Earl's son showed less respect for the Paladin and his words were full of aggression.

The Paladin ignored the boy with a sharp tongue and crouched down to go into the dungeon.

Listening to the increasingly louder singing, the Paladin came to the cell where the clergy were imprisoned.

"Great goddess, we want to pray to you. It is you who let us see the way forward and free us from suffering..."

The singing stopped, and the clergy in the prison noticed the visiting paladin.

As clergymen from the same system, one is outside the prison while a group of them are inside. This picture is really full of irony.

“…Imposing taxes is a strategy decided by the Holy Temple and the Council. Why do you have to oppose it?”

"The Church and the Parliament are not absolutely right. They have made mistakes. We have no reason to support this policy full of mistakes!"

The Paladin wanted to gain support from his colleagues, but Theresa's father stood up and objected.

After being fed by Lilith, the clergy have recovered a lot of strength, enough to argue with the paladins.

Looking at the unrepentant clergy, the Paladin said what was hidden in his heart with a constipated expression.

"But you don't understand. We are facing a life-or-death moment. We must sacrifice some people to make the kingdom as strong as possible so that we can resist the upcoming risks!"

"If the kingdom must be strengthened by sacrificing the people, then we would rather the kingdom not be strong! Guardian Knight, when you point your sword at your brothers and the people, you have no right to stand in front of us and preach!"

"Enough! Reverend Martin! You should have been sitting in the bishop's seat, teaching the teachings of Holy Light to the believers, but you betrayed everyone and wasted your time and energy on the wilderness and refugees. You are wasting your time. Everything I did in Windmill Bay today is also your responsibility!"

The Paladin roared at the leading priest in the prison, and his words shocked everyone.

Theresa rushed to the hole in the wall and looked at her father in disbelief.

The pastor who took the lead in resisting the tyranny, the cunning pastor who forced horse food into Li's pocket, turned out to be a very important person!