The Low-Key Life of a Necromancer

In the fairy tale, the hero and heroine meet again in a life-and-death crisis. They fall in love with each other and fight against the king's army together.

During the many battles, the protagonists gradually discovered the king's secret.

The king collected taxes not to build a golden castle, but to give all the collected money to the evil wizard behind the scenes.

The evil wizard used magic to control the king, and all the bad things were done by this man.

While the hero and heroine are in a sweet relationship, they gather the rebel army to attack the royal capital.

In the final fierce battle, the capital was breached by the rebel army. Everyone rushed into the palace and found the shriveled king sitting on the throne.

The king had been tortured to death by an evil wizard long ago. In the back garden of the palace, the hero and heroine each held a sacred weapon and killed the evil wizard who attempted to dominate the kingdom.

Peace was restored to the kingdom, and the hero and heroine rode their horses towards the brilliant sunset...

"This ending is so lame, what the hell is running into the sunset!"

Lian nodded, agreeing with the guard's assessment of the story's ending.

"The part in the middle, where they each gained the approval of the gods and obtained the divine weapon, is the most interesting part~"

"But I think the part about building a town from scratch is more worth pondering..."

The guards who have little pressure in life are more concerned about faith.

Lian, who shoulders the heavy responsibility of the family, is very concerned about the content of the story that reflects reality.

In the story, the hero and heroine built their home from scratch in a remote border area, and then recruited soldiers and formed a force to resist the kingdom.

No matter how you look at it, this is a microcosm of the reality in the North.

The person who wrote this story must have had ulterior motives.

Lian now wants to meet the compiler of the story. If Lian guessed correctly, the author of this bloody story is Li, whom she has always talked about but never met.

"I really hope to meet you..."

After arriving in the North, Lian suffered a great ideological shock.

The operating model of the North is completely different from the kingdom-led system.

Judging from the current situation, the rise of the North is unstoppable.

"Those people in the kingdom are wrong. The development of the North cannot be stopped by removing one or two leaders."

With new insights in mind, Lian really wanted to find someone to share them with.

Two days passed like this, and then Lian heard a piece of bad news.

"My lady, there was a conflict between those knights of the Church and the city lord. They regard her as a heretic and want to take her to the capital to be punished!"

The purpose of the Vatican Knights is very clear, which is to solve the biggest problem in the North.

Since they couldn't find Li, the culprit hiding in the dark, they decided to take action against Lord Lucy.

When Lian received the news, the Vatican knights had already lined up in the central square of the city.

Originally, there were only a dozen knights who came with Lian, but when they were really preparing to fight, more than fifty fully armed knights of the Vatican gathered in the square.

This number is already a fully-staffed knight brigade, and the leader is a paladin. I'm afraid that Windmill River Bay will be stained red with blood today.

The cold winter wind blew over the river, bringing a damp and cold breath.

All the people standing on the roadside watching shuddered unconsciously.

"We are here today to kill the rebels in the name of the Holy Church and the Kingdom! Lucy, the lord of this city, has violated the laws of the Kingdom and has teamed up with evil forces. She is the enemy of the Holy Church and the Kingdom!"

An unknown paladin stood at the forefront, shouting out chilling words of punishment.

The paladin was very satisfied with the awe of the people around him. He took off the knight's sword from his waist, leaned it in front of him and posed in a mighty posture.

However, the common people who were supposed to kneel down and listen to the divine voice were still standing there.

After the Paladin's voice disappeared, the people around began to point fingers at the knights.

"Those damned knights of the Holy See are doing evil again!"

"Who gave you the right to judge our Lord?"

"If you really serve the gods, you should kneel before the statue of the goddess and pray silently instead of coming here swinging swords at us!"

Listening to the increasingly loud accusations from the people around him, the Paladin was stunned, and the knights behind him were also stunned.

They all gathered from the surrounding areas. Although they knew that there were changes in Windmill River Bay, they were not clear about the specific situation.

The local church had long been occupied by Pastor Martin and his men. The knights who were originally guarding here had either died or escaped following the assassination of the lord.

"You are a bunch of untouchables! How dare you resist our rule? We are knights, nobles, and your masters!"

"Get out! Get out of our house!"

In the square, the situation that should have been under control suddenly got out of control, and the angry people even wanted to attack the knights on horseback.

Lian and her personal guards watched the shocking scene from afar. From the overwhelming anger of the crowd, they felt a force that could overthrow a kingdom.

“…We are late.”

It was too late to come to the North to capture the rebels. There had been a gap of half a year, and the backward system of the kingdom had been abandoned in Windmill River Bay.

If we had come here to deal with the problem in the North as soon as we discovered it, the results might have been very different.

However, the slow decision-making of the Council of Aristocrats ruined the great opportunity to save the situation.

Lian lamented in her heart the wrong timing, but she didn't know that the people on the Windmill River Bay were also worried.

If the kingdom's repressive forces had arrived a moment earlier, the new system in Windmill Bay would not have been so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

If the force sent by the kingdom is too strong, Windmill Bay will be unable to resist.

The current situation in the North was the result of luck from the very beginning.

If the kingdom were not so impatient, there would be no soil for new ideas to germinate in the North.

If the kingdom had not been so aggressive and created a large number of homeless refugees, it would not have been as easy for Li to build a base as it is today.

Everything is just right!

"The city gate is open!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and everyone's eyes were focused on the city gate.

The heavy iron gate rolled up, and a team of elite heavily-armored guards walked out of the castle in neat steps.

There were a total of twenty heavily-armored guards in this team. They held sharp mithril lances in their hands, and the silver-white spear tips released cold murderous intent.

The guards have undergone strict marching training. They march in unison, and the sound of their iron boots hitting the ground hits everyone's heart like drumbeats.

After the guards came out, the crowd surrounding the knights immediately dispersed, leaving the square to the newly appeared warriors.

The guards stood in a row opposite the Vatican knights, with the two sides only a dozen meters apart. If you looked carefully, you could see the subtle expressions inside each other's helmets.

"Stand at attention! Guns at attention!"

Bang, swish, snap!

The guards knocked the ground with the butts of their guns, then raised their pistols and pointed the tips of their guns at the enemies in front of them.

The set of movements was smooth and flowing, fully demonstrating the exquisiteness after thousands of times of training.

As the solemn and murderous atmosphere emerged, the entire place fell silent.