The Low-Key Life of a Necromancer

"Don't arrest me, I am a free man. Even if you are a lord, you have no right to arrest innocent people!"

The refugees who were brought into the castle by the soldiers shouted loudly that they were wronged, trying to awaken the conscience of the people around them and ask them to help them.

However, the leading soldier simply waved his whip, and everyone around him fell silent.

The refugee was desperate. He staggered into the castle, heading towards a fate that he could not control.

There were fifty refugees brought into the castle. They were stared at fiercely by the soldiers and forced to stand in a loose square.

Some people who have participated in the militia have seen such scenes. When the lord wants to go to war, he will gather the men together and conduct similar training.

There's going to be a war!

The word "war" is not a good word for poor refugees.

They were already suffering from hunger and cold, and knew that they would only become cannon fodder if they went to the battlefield.

There were suppressed sobbing sounds among the square, and they felt despair about the future.

There were some people who didn't cry, not because they were brave, but because they were already scared silly.

A soldier carried a large bucket and placed it in front of everyone.

The refugees were so frightened that they all shrank their necks, and the scene looked extremely funny.

"One bowl for each person, and after eating, go work for the lord!"

The soldier swung the whip vigorously, urging the refugees to come forward and receive the food.

The refugees closest to the soldiers walked over completely subconsciously.

Then, a bowl of hot porridge and a piece of black bread were stuffed into their hands.

The refugees who received the food blinked stupidly, completely unaware of what was happening.

Until the soldier next to him came over and tried to pull his arm.

food!

Without waiting for the soldiers to catch him, the refugee ran to the corner of the castle like crazy and stuffed the food into his mouth desperately.

The refugee who ran to the corner knew very well that he had little time left to eat. The soldiers were coming towards him, and what awaited him would be severe whipping.

However, the whip did not fall on the man until he had eaten everything and licked the bowl twice.

The man looked back and saw that the other refugees were squatting there eating. Those who didn’t eat enough could ask for another bowl.

You can get refills!

"Sir, this sir, you are simply a messenger of God who saves people from suffering! It's my fault, I was too scared, can you..."

Before the man could finish his words, a spoonful of rice porridge was poured into the bowl.

The warm rice porridge covered his thumb, leaving a circle of gray mud around it.

His thumb stained the rice porridge!

What a sin!

After eating the hot food, the refugees' eyes regained some light.

The lord gave them food, which meant he would not kill them casually, otherwise the food would be wasted.

As the refugees guessed, the soldiers did not blame the refugees, but instead gave them a mission.

"The lord requires you to weed the fields. There is only one requirement: you are not allowed to harm the seedlings. Now, line up and go to work in the lord's fields!"

At this season, the seedlings in the farmland have grown very tall, but there are also many weeds.

The conscripted refugees were originally free people, and they knew very well how to do farm work.

After being taken to the lord's farmland by the soldiers, he saw that the soldiers used wooden sticks to stick into the farmland, dividing the farmland into pieces.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Sam, sir!"

"Very good, Sam. The task of weeding the field on the left is given to you. If you do a good job, these ten copper coins will be your reward. If you damage the seedlings or fail to weed cleanly, not only will you not get the reward, but you will also be whipped. Do you understand?"

Sam was completely stunned. He was working for the lord and getting rewarded!

Ten copper coins!

Sam had never received any payback from the lord in his life. When he saw the soldier actually put a stack of copper coins on the stone at his feet, Sam's eyes widened.

"Sir, this money is..."

"Whether you can take the reward or not depends on your ability~"

Sam had lived half his life, but this was the first time he heard such a beautiful voice from a soldier.

Sam couldn't help himself and threw himself on the soldier's legs, kissing his boots desperately.

"Hey! Let me go. You'd better go and pull out the weeds quickly!"

"Don't worry, sir. If there is even one extra blade of grass on this land, I, Sam, will plant my head here!"

Sam rushed into the field roaring like an ape whose nature had been liberated.

The soldier next to him blew the horn and announced the reward and punishment system for pulling weeds.

For a moment, the whole field was bustling with work.

"Are they crazy? How can they be so happy working for the lord?"

"You didn't see that they get paid for their work!"

The lively scene in the lord's fields soon attracted crowds of people who came to watch.

As the news spread among the people, more and more people came hoping to receive rewards from the lord.

Before the sun set, all the refugees who went to the fields had completed their tasks.

The soldiers handed the reward to them in public. Ten copper coins were not much, but it gave the refugees hope of survival.

The trumpets sounded again, and the soldiers stood on the boulders and shouted new news to the crowd.

"The lord has ordered that thirty clever women are needed to participate in weaving. Two meals a day are provided, and a reward of five copper coins is given every day. When the castle bell rings tomorrow, gather in front of the castle gate!"

After saying these words, the soldiers lined up and returned to the castle.

The castle gates were closed, but people's hearts were open, and for a while the streets and alleys were filled with discussions.

"A useless woman can also go to the lord to get a reward? The lord is confused!"

"That's right, men are not more energetic than women at work. It's just weaving, we can do it too!"

"Yes, such a good way to make money, how can it be given to a woman!"

So, at noon the next day, the castle bell rang.

After opening the castle gate, Count Lucy found that the entrance was full of people.

At a glance, there were more than a thousand people gathered, far exceeding the recruitment requirements announced yesterday, and most of them were men.

Those poor women were all pushed aside, their eyes full of disappointment, yet also a little longing for the future.

What if, what if I am chosen, and the lord says he wants a woman, then it must be that a woman will be more suitable for the requirement!

Lucy, feeling a headache, turned her head to look at the soldier beside her.

"Brother Li, why don't you come? I always feel that I can't handle such a situation."

"Lucy, hold your head high. You are a count now. These untouchables should kiss your shoes."

"Those people will steal my shoes! Isn't that even more terrifying!"

Li was so angry at Lucy's pretentiousness that he slapped the horse and asked it to carry Lucy out.

Count Lucy, who appeared in public for the first time, was forced to clear her throat.

"Ahem~ Silence, all those who want to apply, keep quiet!"

Count Lucy wore the family crest to show her authority to her people.

"Now, line up in two lines, one for men and one for women, and go in to take the test. Those who can operate the loom will get my reward!"

"Ah! Long live the Lord!"