The Low-Key Life of a Necromancer

"Your Highness...Master! Please wait for me, wait for your loyal servant George!"

George, dressed in a black waiter's suit, trotted beside the horse, wiping his face with a handkerchief.

Prince Leon rented an ordinary horse for riding and changed his clothes into ones made of fabrics that looked luxurious but were actually very cheap.

"George, I've told you many times that you should lose weight! The food in the palace is terrible. How can you still gain weight?"

Leon's horse was not very fast, and many residents walking on the street surpassed Leon's horse.

"Hehe~ There weren't many activities before. The young master's griffin only goes out once every two weeks."

"…You didn't exercise when you were walking the griffin."

The griffin that Leon raised was very arrogant, and even Leon rarely rode it.

Normally, when George interacted with the griffin, he was always carried around by the griffin's claws.

Leon and George chatted and passed the meaningless time on the road.

Leon reined in his horse and helped George back to the ground by the shoulders.

"Moro Banquet Hall... should be here!"

Leon came to this place to get in touch with the noble group that was secretly active in the royal capital.

There are many groups of nobles living in the royal capital. They form different clubs according to their own personalities and behavioral habits.

Some clubs are very popular, where people go to listen to music, play chess and so on.

There are also some very secretive clubs where great nobles preside over various affairs.

Leon couldn't find those mysterious clubs, but he could find ordinary clubs.

After Li's reminder, Leon has discovered his advantages.

Leon is a prince, and his identity as a prince is Leon's greatest reliance in his future actions.

Therefore, Leon specifically looked for minor nobles who wanted to be promoted, hoping that among these people, there would be talents that could impress people.

"Your Highness... Young Master, there are so many women here~"

As soon as he entered the banquet hall, George was surrounded by a warm environment.

This venue obviously used the northern heating system, and everyone moving around in the house was wearing thin summer clothes.

Leon thought to himself that this was not good. He was wearing a thick fleece coat underneath, and just after he took a few steps in, his forehead began to sweat.

The beautiful women were laughing and making noises in the venue, and many men dressed as young men were hugging the women and being affectionate with them.

Leon felt that his previous decision was wrong. How could these rotten people, whom even he looked down upon, produce any talent?

Leon turned around and tried to leave, but was stopped by someone.

"Hey, my dear guest, I see that you have an extraordinary demeanor, you are definitely not an ordinary noble. How about we go to a quiet place to communicate~"

A businessman with a beaming face leaned over to whisper in Leon's ear, almost scaring Leon to jump.

Leon knew that many nobles were promiscuous, but he was a man of integrity and didn't want to mess around with anyone.

"Ahem~ Sir, you may have misunderstood me. I am a serious businessman, and I cannot accept the atmosphere here, so..."

Leon couldn't stand the heat anymore, so he just followed the businessman outside for a walk.

"My name is Jacob. I'm an ordinary businessman. I've made a little fortune traveling back and forth between the north and the south."

"Mr. Jacob, why are you hanging around in the nobles' banquet? Are you looking for sponsorship?"

Jacob looked around and seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he secretly took out a small iron plate from his pocket.

Jacob mysteriously stuffed the iron plate into Leon's hand. Leon looked at the magic lamp and saw an exquisite pattern and several large characters on the iron plate.

"fraternity?"

"My dear young noble, I am here to help promote the Brotherhood. There is a discount for joining now. The membership fee is only three silver coins, which is economical and cost-effective~"

Leon's eyes went dark. He never expected that the businessman named Jacob in front of him was actually a heretic.

In the kingdom, the only open faith is the Temple. Apart from the Temple, those who secretly form gangs are all pagans.

"…Wait a minute, I think I've heard the name Brotherhood somewhere before."

Leon waved to George, and George jumped in front of Leon with one step.

"Master, you called me?"

"Well, where did the name Brotherhood come from?"

"Master, the Brotherhood is a popular secret organization in the North. Its leader is the Brave Saint Xingyu, and it is said that its founder is Vizar Li."

George may not be good at other things, but he has a good memory and can tell Leon the information he needs right away.

Leon raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect to hear Li's name in this place.

Leon had ten thousand words starting with F that he wanted to say, but he couldn't say them out loud.

Leon just suffered from his lack of education, otherwise he could have said something at this time.

Both Shengyu and He Shengliang!

"No! Why is Li everywhere? I feel like I'm living under his shadow!"

Leon left the banquet hall in anger. He had thought it was a good idea to win over his faction from the lower nobles.

As a result, Leon went around in circles and found himself like a donkey.

"At this rate, I won't be able to help my father at all, let alone support the kingdom!"

In an empty corner, Leon rubbed his hair to vent his emotions.

George pretended to be invisible and made himself inconspicuous.

This is the corner of the street. Few people come here, and there is a distinct stench in the air.

After enduring for a while, George finally couldn't stand it anymore. The smell in this corner was even worse than that of a griffin's nest.

"Master...Your Highness, why don't we go back to the palace and think of other strategies? We have to take our time with everything..."

George had just said two words when he received a sharp look from Leon.

George quickly covered his mouth, and then he heard a faint groan.

The sound came from the other side of the wall. It sounded like a wild cat calling, or someone groaning in pain.

"Your Highness, this place is too dangerous, let's go back to the street!"

George's first reaction was to protect Leon's safety.

But Leon could sense something was wrong in the voice.

"George, ask me to go up and take a look!"

The low wall on the street was only two meters high. George lay underneath it, and Leon could easily stick his head out.

George endured the dirty muddy soles of Leon's shoes, and felt sorry for the new clothes the prince gave him.

"Your Highness, did you see anything?"

George called out softly, but got no response from Leon.

Only then did George realize that something was wrong with Leon.

"Your Highness!"

George dodged and let Leon fall down, and he caught Leon's falling body with his backhand.

Judging from George's series of movements, he is more flexible and powerful than he looks.

"Your Highness! What's wrong with you?!"

Leon, lying in George's arms, had his eyes wide open, which was a reaction that would occur when one saw something extremely shocking.

"George! Let's go! Go call the Guards!"

"Your Highness! What on earth did you see on the other side of the wall?!"

Leon shuddered when he was asked, and he answered George's question tremblingly.

"I, I saw a demon!"