The Low-Key Life of a Necromancer

The mouse fell into the soup pot.

The rat was writhing in the soup pot.

The rat soup was distributed to the greedy people one by one.

They rushed into the toilet, holding their stomachs.

Having accomplished a sinister plot, Lee wriggles out of the shadows.

Li found the stolen mechanical equipment, and the people guarding them had run away. Now no one could stop Li's actions.

Li Momo released his magic power, and some bones emerged from the ground, forming a skeleton and a bone horse.

The skeleton soldiers replaced the ordinary livestock that were prone to making noises and pulled the heavy carts out of the warehouse.

All the people who were on duty in the castle at night were cursed by Li's stomachache. Even those who were lucky enough not to drink the soup hid in the corner and fell asleep.

Li swaggered to the gate of the castle, controlled the chains to open the gate, and drove away with the skeleton soldiers and skeleton horses.

"Poor Norton, he doesn't understand that the night watchman shouldn't give them food, and even if he wants to reward them, he can't just serve soup from one pot."

There were too few experiences that could be summarized in this era. Norton, a lord who had never led troops into battle, had no idea of ​​the dangers of the night.

"Li, you speak as if we knew it. If you hadn't used such insidious and cunning means, we wouldn't have believed that someone would dare to attack at night like this."

Lucy, who came to pick up Li, fiercely cursed the words "sinister and cunning", which made Li feel very sick.

But Li did not get entangled with Lucy, because he knew that the more he talked to Lucy, the more excited she would become.

Li lifted the necromancy and handed the stolen goods to Lucy.

"Li, should I face it next?"

"Of course~"

"Phew~ I really want to see Sir Norton's frustrated expression right now."

The next day, when the sun rose, Norton, wearing pajamas and a nightcap, opened his sleepy eyes.

When Norton woke up, he felt that today was quieter than usual. Did the servants who used to walk around rest today?

Norton rang the bell at the bedside and called the maid to come in and help him change his clothes.

The maid who was sleeping next door immediately entered the room with Norton's clothes.

"Where's the housekeeper? Why is it so quiet today?"

The maid who was asked was frightened. She didn't dare to answer and could only lower her head to button her clothes.

Norton felt a different atmosphere from the maid's trembling hands.

"Butler! Let the butler come to see me!"

The maid immediately ran out to look for the butler. After a while, Norton became impatient and the butler came running over in a hurry.

"What happened? Don't tell me, you're telling me bad news!"

Norton, who had a bad feeling, raised a flag in advance, and the flag hit the bull's eye.

"Master...the machine we snatched back was stolen!"

"what!"

Norton jumped up excitedly and punched the butler hard.

The things I just snatched yesterday were lost today. How do the people here do things?

"Aren't there guards? Are they all dead?!"

“…It’s almost like being dead.”

After changing his clothes, Norton came to the courtyard angrily, and saw that the thugs he recruited were all leaning weakly against the wall.

These people have been defecating all night, and those who are still able to move are all in good physical condition. Some of those with poor health are now lying dead in the room.

"Who can tell me what happened last night?"

The captain of the thugs walked up to Norton, holding his stomach. His face was pale and his lips trembled when he spoke.

"Sir, we were careless. We ate poisoned food last night, and the looted goods were taken away by someone."

"I know it was taken away. Who took it away? Did anyone see it?"

No one could answer Norton's question, because compared to guarding the warehouse, one's own sphincter was obviously more important.

When I had a stomachache last night, most people gathered near the toilet. The few who did not go to the toilet and relieved themselves on the spot were knocked unconscious when they were found.

Hearing this result, Norton felt a chill down his spine.

There were quite a few guards in his castle, but he didn't expect that such defense could be easily taken advantage of.

This time, the other party only took away the goods, but next time they might take Norton’s life!

Norton was frightened, for he found himself in a position of powerlessness.

Norton returned to the attic and racked his brains to find a solution.

But before Norton could come up with a solution, the unlucky butler came again to deliver a message.

"Sir, Miss Lucy from yesterday is visiting again today. Should we welcome her or send her away?"

"…The one who stole the machine couldn't be someone from the North! What is she doing here? Is she threatening me?"

Norton didn't want to see Lucy, but he had to. After meeting and talking with her, Norton could at least roughly understand the other person's thoughts.

“A warm welcome!”

Lucy was warmly welcomed and entered the castle in a happy mood.

Lucy didn't cry like she did yesterday, but sat on the sofa calmly.

Seeing Lucy's arrogant look, Norton had already judged in his heart that the person who stole the things was the countess in front of him.

Norton guessed it, but he didn't dare to ask. He didn't even dare to mention the word about the goods.

This is how nobles are. They will trample on those they can control, and if they can't control them, they will act like a grandson and pray that the other party will not look at them.

"I wonder, what brings Ms. Lucy here today?"

"Please hurry up with the task I asked you to do yesterday. Also, I want to discuss a new deal with you~"

Lucy's smiling expression made Norton at a loss. He really wanted to kneel down and beg her to let him go.

"Ms. Lucy, please be merciful. There are many things you ask for that I cannot fulfill..."

"I want to rent a piece of land in this area, and then move my family here. As you know, my family has lost its influence in the North."

At this point, Lucy sighed again.

Her father was dead, her brother was dead, and the northern nobles had no real power. It seemed reasonable for Lucy to want to get closer to the royal capital.

"this…"

"Sir Norton, how about you sell this town to me? Or, can you help me find another seller so that we can be neighbors~"

Lucy wanted to buy a piece of land to run her business, which was a little beyond Norton's idea.

Logically, Norton doesn't want to have anything to do with Lucy anymore, but can Norton benefit from Lucy settling nearby?

Norton found that his brain, which he was so proud of, was not enough.

"Ms. Lucy, can you allow me to think about it?"

"Okay, I'll come back tomorrow~"

tomorrow?

Can you give me more time?

Norton really wanted to call out to Lucy, but he didn't have the courage to do so.

Norton watched Lucy leave again, feeling extremely complicated.

The old butler beside him wanted to remind Norton to be careful.

"That Ms. Lucy is very shady, sir. We'd better cut off all ties with her!"

"…But even if I refuse to communicate with her anymore, Ms. Lucy can always find another noble."

Without the initiative in his hands, Norton felt like a sheep in a sheepfold, living in fear every day.