The Low-Key Life of a Necromancer

A few months ago, the weather was still warm.

Elizabeth Amber, a specially-appointed teacher at the Magic Academy, was in a very bad mood.

According to the inheritance system of the Magic Academy, Amber should have been the next dean, but the kingdom suddenly sent an appointment letter, Amber was not elected as the dean, and the position of dean fell to a nobleman.

The Magic Academy was an organization founded by the magicians who first served the kingdom.

Based on the principle of magic supremacy, the magic academy is independent of the kingdom.

However, this year, the kingdom extended its hand deep into the magic academy and strangled the last of its freedom.

Amber realizes that the Kingdom will turn the magic academy into a tool for mass-producing magicians.

In the future they will drive young mages into the battlefield and turn them into consumables in the war.

The newly appointed dean abandoned the original method of selecting students based on magical talent.

They switched to recruiting a large number of aristocratic students. Within a few months, the magic academy that once blew the wind of freedom became the Second College of the Royal Academy.

Amber was dismissed from the magic academy, and her magic research supported by the royal family was also interrupted.

Having lost financial support and the magic tower being confiscated, Amber could only live in a hotel in the royal capital in a decadent state.

On that day, an owl flew into Amber's room. After dropping a letter, it combed its feathers tiredly.

Amber noticed that the owl was so thin that its head looked big, and it must have flown quite a long distance.

Where did it come from?

After confirming that there was no problem with the letter, Amber knew who sent it to her.

Vizor Rose, a former problem child at the magic academy, scored full marks in magic subjects, but because she taught herself territory management, she overslept in the final exam, becoming the last in the class.

She is also Amber's best friend.

"Rose said that the city of Neverwinter is being built in the North. I don't know if it's true."

After hesitating for several months, Amber found that the magic academy was becoming more and more disappointing.

Amber decided to travel to the north to visit her best friend and relieve her boredom.

Tightening the soft, colorful scarf around her neck, Amber walked up to a merchant.

The merchant controlled several carriages and had more than a dozen guards. Amber felt that this merchant should know the smoothest road to the north.

"Great magician, are you heading to the North? That's just right for us~"

Amber raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect that she would encounter such a coincidence when asking for directions.

"It's not a coincidence at all. In recent months, many factories have been opened in Windmill Bay. Many good things have been produced there. As long as we can bring them back to the capital to sell, we can make a lot of money."

Amber learned from the merchants that the North was developing rapidly, and this news was no longer a secret among the merchants.

"Master Magician, the scarf on your neck is a genuine northern specialty. Such a scarf can be sold for more than thirty silver coins in the capital~"

Amber looked at the scarf given to her by the maid in disbelief. She didn't expect it to be such an expensive item.

At the same time, Amber was also very confused as to where a maid could get such a valuable thing.

Why did she give the expensive item to herself?

Wouldn’t it be nice to sell the scarf and exchange it for silver coins?

"Master Magician, the maid you are talking about must be from the North. Scarves are a rare commodity in the capital, but in the North, everyone can afford them. They are made in factories, and you can even buy two with one copper coin~"

"Hiss~ Is the profit of this scarf so huge?!"

Amber couldn't believe her ears. As long as it was transported from the north, she could earn more than a hundred times the profit. Not to mention the merchants, even she, the magician, was tempted.

"Well, doing business is not that easy. Hiring people, traveling expenses, robbers and wild animals are all costs. It's easy to go bankrupt if you're not careful. But the north is indeed very charming."

After hearing that the merchants were also going to Windmill River Bay to purchase goods, Amber decided to follow the caravan.

In this way, amber can alleviate a lot of travel troubles.

"Hey~ The magician is traveling with us, we can't welcome him enough!"

No one dared to forge the magic robe that Amber was wearing. With such a powerful magician like Amber as their guard, the safety of the caravan's trip was fully guaranteed.

"You don't have to call me Master Magician. I'm Elizabeth Amber. Please take care of me during your journey."

"Lady Elizabeth! I am Jacob, a merchant on a journey. I believe that the journey will be filled with joy as I have a beautiful and intelligent companion like you!"

Jacob's manners were awkward, and Amber could tell that he did not understand aristocratic etiquette.

From this it can be seen that this businessman did not come from a good background, but he had his own rhythm in dealing with people.

At least Amber felt comfortable.

Amber's journey north began here.

The caravan led by Jacob hired several adventurers. Unless they encountered powerful monsters along the way, Amber would not be needed at all.

Amber spent most of her time observing the surrounding scenery and the lives of people outside the royal capital.

The roads away from the royal capital are muddy and difficult to travel, and the weather becomes colder the further north you go.

Every morning when you wake up, the ground outside is covered with a layer of white frost fog, and the temperature will not warm up until the sun is high at noon.

"The further north you go, the more desolate it becomes. I don't see any signs of prosperity in the north."

Amber believes that the name of the Neverwinter Kingdom in Windmill River Bay is probably a lie.

The letters sent to me by my best friend were probably a trick to trick me into working for her.

"Master Amber, we haven't left the control area of ​​the capital yet, so we naturally can't see the prosperity of the north. Don't be impatient. Also, next time you kill the sharp-horned wild boar and the saber-toothed tiger, can you leave their bodies intact?"

These days, when I walk on the road, I encounter wild beasts jumping out from time to time.

Others knew the value of these beasts and knew to hold back when dealing with them, but every time Amber cast a spell, she would smash the prey and the ground into a big hole.

"From what you said, these beasts are still valuable? Aren't there just some materials on them that can be sold for money?"

Amber consumed a lot of magic materials while doing research.

Amber knew where the valuable parts of the beast were, and all she destroyed was its flesh and blood.

As a result, it was this destroyed flesh and blood that made the merchants feel extremely distressed.

"Master Amber, now in the North, the meat of wild beasts is much more valuable than the materials on their bodies!"

"I don't believe it! Before I became a high-level magician, I also experienced training outside. The stronger the beast, the more sour its meat is. They are simply inedible."

Amber's attitude of not believing in evil made the merchants angry.

Jacob decided to abandon his original plan of detouring through several towns and head directly to Windmill Bay.

"Master Amber may not believe us, but you must not regret it when we reach Windmill Bay!"

"They are just some wild beasts. How dare you get so angry? I want to see how delicious these sour and smelly wild beast meat can be cooked!"