The Low-Key Life of a Necromancer

This night is the night when the church prays for the archbishop.

This night was also a night in which Li and the king battled wits and courage.

But for most ordinary people, this is just an ordinary night.

When the sun rises and the sunlight shines on the earth again, people who get out of bed still have to do various labors.

Oh, and there are many people who don’t even have a warm bed.

"Prince? Prince, are you awake?"

Prince Leon was awakened by a shout. When he came to his senses, the servant with griffin feathers stuck on his body was checking on him with a shameless face.

Leon's aide-de-camp George did not have his own residence in the palace. George had always slept in the same bird's nest with Leon's royal griffin.

George was so miserable because of a joke Leon made when he was a child, saying that if you want to be his aide-de-camp, you must share the joys and sorrows with your griffin.

After numerous rounds of selection, the only one who could endure sleeping with a griffin every day was George.

Leon secretly inquired about it and found out that George's family owed a lot of foreign debts, and George had no choice but to enter the palace to be the prince's attendant.

Normally, Leon should fire an employee like George who has impure motives, but the young Leon chose to hire this person.

Once used, I continue to use it until now.

"Your Highness! I brought you your favorite breakfast recently~"

George took out a paper bag from his arms, which contained two big white meat buns.

The edge of the wrapping paper was printed with the logo of Caiyun Catering. It was obvious that George had bought this meat bun from Caiyun Catering early in the morning.

"No! Don't hand it to me!"

A few days ago, Prince Leon really liked the new local restaurant that opened in the capital.

However, ever since he had come into contact with Lee personally, Leon had become filled with fear of anything related to Lee.

Leon reported to his father that Li mastered the art of necromancy and could resurrect the dead.

In the end, his father just replied that the matter would be handled and asked Leon to go back and wait.

Leon spent several days in a daze. During these days, Leon never went out and only relied on the supply from the palace for food.

"Your Highness, I see that you really can't eat those things, so I went to buy you a meat bun. Are you sick? I'll call a doctor for you!"

"return!"

What could Leon say? He really couldn't eat anything. He was so nervous and had no appetite at all.

Of course, the food in the palace was really bad.

"George, can you help me go to my father and see if the matter I asked before has been settled?"

George looked helpless. Leon asked him to find out the situation on the king's side. Wouldn't this cost him his life?

As the prince's attendant, George could not refuse and had no choice but to accept.

"Your Highness, you should eat something..."

"No buns! Go ask the kitchen to grind some soy milk for me."

George saw that Leon wanted to eat, and he was happy for His Royal Highness.

But when George thought of the task imposed on his thin shoulders, his face became bitter again.

"By the way, George, go wash yourself before you go to your father's place. The smell of the griffin is too strong!"

"Ah? Is there any?"

George raised his elbow and sniffed, but detected no odor.

He has been marinated for a long time!

"Your Highness, His Majesty the King invites you over."

The old king's attendant came to the prince's bedroom and saw the slovenly George and Prince Leon who was still in bed at noon.

The attendant sneered secretly, thinking that the prince was indeed a coward.

"My father called me. He finally called me over! I heard that my father caught that man last night! How is he? Was he executed? I want to see his head. Don't be surprised. That man is scary. I want to confirm with my own eyes that he is indeed dead!"

Leon jumped up excitedly, then grabbed a coat at random, put it on, and came to the attendant.

The attendant looked at Leon's hairy legs under his coat, and the string in his head almost broke.

"Your Highness, are you going to see His Majesty the King like this?"

Leon looked at his outfit and realized something was wrong.

It's really that Li's affairs have troubled Leon for too long, and Leon has been in a trance these days.

At the reminder of the attendant, Leon threw away the damn coat and changed into clean clothes from head to toe.

After being dressed with the help of George, Leon looked at himself in the full-length mirror that was sent from the North.

"Oh my goddess! How could my hair and beard become like this!"

Leon was originally a young and handsome guy, but after staying at home for several days, Leon never took care of his hair or shaved his beard.

Leon's current state was too much for him to bear.

"…Your Highness, His Majesty the King is still waiting."

"Damn it! You should have told me sooner!"

Leon recovered from his shock and regained his dandy temperament.

He grabbed the attendant by the collar and blamed all the mistakes on others.

The aide-de-camp had long been accustomed to Leon's style, and only George, that sloppy man, could tolerate the prince's awkward personality.

Two hours passed from the time Leon received the king's summons to the time he walked out of the house.

The king was already having lunch in the palace.

Leon rushed to his father and bowed respectfully.

But when he looked up, he saw the old king, looking radiant, holding a large bowl and eating a spicy hot pot made from mixed ingredients.

Leon noticed at a glance that there was a logo on the bowl and the same logo on the pot. Who else could it be but Caiyun Catering.

"Father! Father, what's wrong with you!"

In Leon's eyes, his father who was eating heartily was already a puppet controlled by the undead witchcraft.

Leon raised his hand, wanting to cast an attack magic to destroy his controlled father.

However, when Leon raised his hand, he found that his magic was nothing.

Because of his nervousness, Leon even forgot the most basic magic spells.

"Leon, you're here. Don't just stand there. Come and sit down."

The old king pointed to the seat next to him and asked Leon to sit next to him.

Leon was shocked, because from childhood to adulthood, he had never seen his father treat him so kindly.

My father was indeed being manipulated!

But this kind of control doesn’t seem bad?

Leon sat down tremblingly, and a set of cutlery was stuffed into his hands.

The old king skillfully used chopsticks, a new cutlery, and kept picking up cooked ingredients from the pot.

Leon hesitated for a long time, and finally he mustered up the courage to ask the question in his mind.

"Father! This is the shop opened by that necromancer. Aren't you afraid..."

"I know."

The old king naturally knew all of this. After all, he had communicated with Li for a long time last night.

Although the old king's contact with Li was brief, the content of his communication with Li was extremely fulfilling.

"Leon, you are my prince. I have always ignored you in the past, but now, I want you to take on the responsibilities of a prince!"

The old king put down his chopsticks and took out a crystal ball for recording from the treasure box beside the table.

The old king looked at the crystal ball carefully, then handed it to Leon.

"Take a look. I believe that after you have seen it, you will have new ideas about the current situation."

Leon held the crystal ball in both hands, his eyes full of confusion.

When the crystal ball was activated, an illusory light and shadow appeared in Leon's eyes.

At just one glance, Leon saw Li's annoying face!