The Low-Key Life of a Necromancer

The dead are resurrected, evil creatures walk the land, they feed on all the living, they are the spreaders of plague and nightmare...

That's as it should be!

But the undead creature moving in front of Jack greeted him while eating an apple.

“…Do the undead eat, too?”

"Well, flesh-and-blood undead like them also need food, unless they scrape off the flesh on their bodies and move around in the form of skeletons."

Jack just thought about the horrible scene for a moment, then raised his hand and gave his son a slap.

"I still can't accept that they just came back to life like this."

The group of undead that Li revived did not look scary at all, but it was this special appearance that made Jack uneasy.

What if the news got out, what if someone took notice of Li's ability, what if those bigwigs who wanted to avoid death wanted Li to resurrect themselves...

Jack had seen the world after all, and he knew very well what the kingdom's nobles were like behind the scenes.

In order to bathe in the holy light for a little longer and to have the best clergy cure their diseases, high-ranking nobles were even willing to spend all their wealth.

And the wealth they pay has to be borne by the people they rule.

The topic had gone a little off topic, Jack came back to his senses and looked at Li seriously.

"Son, this matter cannot be made public, and Myron and the others cannot return to town."

"I know. The barrier between life and death being suddenly broken will only cause trouble for both the living and the dead."

Hearing what Li said, Jack shook his head in embarrassment.

"You know clearly that this is not a good thing to do, so why..."

"Father, those kobolds destroyed half of this town."

Li knew that his arbitrary use of power would bring about great hidden dangers, but compared with the threats that were right in front of him, the distant hidden dangers were not within Li's consideration for the time being.

Just like Lee told Myron, now is not the time to sleep.

Li was accumulating strength for the town to resist possible dangers. These people who had died once were the best fighting force.

"Alas, this is not something you should consider."

Jack was very pleased with Li's growth, but the price of his son's growth was too high, and Jack was full of guilt.

If Jack could have arrived back in time to face the kobolds, there wouldn't have been such a tragic scene.

"Father, no one can stay out of the cruel facts."

Indeed, no one can stay out of it.

Jack sighed and had to reluctantly accept the fact that Myron and the others were resurrected.

"Okay, but they can't appear near the town. It will cause trouble."

"Yes, that's why I asked you to come here. I seldom go outside the town. Do you know where to set up a camp that is hidden and can also be in contact with the town?"

Jack suddenly realized that this was what Li asked him to do.

But speaking of where to place these resurrected people...

Jack suddenly had an idea and thought of a good place.

"The Kobold camp is in a basin. The raised hills can well shield the environment inside. It is three days away from the town."

Li was delighted, thinking that it was indeed the right decision to ask his father to come.

When Myron and his companions learned that there was a suitable place for them to stay, joy spread across everyone's face.

Everyone started a heated discussion about how to live after resurrection.

"We need food, clothing, tools and building materials."

“We can also raise some sheep and poultry.”

Jack nodded and said that some supplies could be provided by the town, but Jack still felt that this arrangement was not perfect.

"Don't worry, Dad. There are still many people lying in the cemetery. I will take some time to pull them all up. There is strength in numbers. It is only a matter of time before we build a new village. Besides, Uncle Myron and his men are just not suitable for interacting with the people in the town. It is no problem for them to go to other areas to communicate, or even attract refugees."

Jack saw that Li had long-term plans, and after thinking about it, he nodded affirmatively.

It would not be a bad thing to establish a village with neighbors who know each other well and can rely on the town.

After dealing with these problems, Jack turned and left. He had to go back to arrange the corresponding matters.

To secretly dispatch supplies without telling others about the existence of the resurrected, some special means are required.

"Dad, there's still something to talk about."

Jack turned around in confusion, and saw Lee, Myron and others approaching him with obscene looks on their faces.

"We want to dig people out from the cemetery, but the cemetery is exposed, so we want you to help cover us~"

The militia patrolling at night posed a considerable obstacle to the excavation team. If Li wanted to dig out more people, he had to compete with the militia in wits and courage.

Even if the grave-digging was discovered, it wouldn't cause too much trouble in the end, but it wouldn't be so easy to block the news.

"…I'll replace the patrol officers tonight, so you guys better hurry up."

"No, no, no, one night is not enough. My magic power cannot revive so many people at once."

If he had enough magic power, Li could naturally create a plague of undead and wake up all the people in the cemetery.

However, the use of necromancy here is greatly restricted, and Li's abilities in the dream world are severely suppressed.

"…Then why not dig the person out first and store him somewhere else?"

Li was stunned by the method proposed by Jack. Li looked at his father's face seriously and raised his hand to give a thumbs up.

"Dad, you're so smart!"

"Stop playing tricks on your father!"

After teaching Li a lesson, Jack took his son back to arrange the pick-up.

As the captain of the militia, it was just a matter of words for Jack to replace a few patrol officers.

Only after being away from the resurrected ones did Jack ask some questions that were inconvenient to ask.

"Son, are Myron and the others still human?"

"Well... they eat, drink, defecate and urinate the same way, and their rationality is also online. However, compared to normal people, they can go without breathing for a long time, will not die if stabbed in the heart, and are difficult to get sick. Dad, you can think of them as enhanced humans~"

What the hell is this an enhanced version of human? Isn’t this definitely an undead creature?

"…Anyway, there will be more people like Myron, and we need to find a new name to call them."

Jack was thinking that in the future, when Myron and the others' identities could be made public, he would have to introduce them in a suitable way.

"Oh, then let's call them the Undead, the walkers who have awakened from death and are no longer afraid of death."

Hearing the name "Undead", Jack curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

"The undead look like undead creatures, so it's easy to confuse them with zombies and skeletons. I think the name widow is a good one, meaning someone who is not completely dead. It's very appropriate~"

"The widow?"

Li's voice rose, his tone full of doubts about his father.

"Dad, 'widow' is not a nice word. If the women's army called them that, it would be fine. There are men like Uncle Mellen in it!"

"What does this have to do with men and women?"

No matter how Lee objected, at least Jack thought that the title of widow was good.

"Anyway, I'll just call them widows from now on~"