Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

"Enter and exit the Lord's fiefdom, let you dig three feet to find a necromancer who has never seen a shadow?" Duncan finally couldn't help but snorted coldly, "Even if the people from the Federation are here, I dare not make such an outrageous and rude request to the Lord!”

He stood up and shook the mage robe on his body, pointed one hand at the two people standing behind Reynolds, the leader of the Halro Chamber of Commerce, and said contemptuously: "Two fellow travelers of the magical way, don't need to hide it anymore , I ask you to give the Lord the respect he deserves, otherwise…”

Another person who had not spoken finally came forward, bent down slightly and gave a greeting from an ancient wizard, and said lightly: "This consultant does not need to be so angry, please forgive us for hiding our identities... After all, As my companions said, orthodox casters have always been less friendly to us necromancers, and to avoid unnecessary conflicts and troubles, we can only do this.”

He pointed to his companion and introduced, "This is Mr. White, and I, just call me Black."

Harvey narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but sigh in his heart - this was the first time he had met his "spell caster" in the outside world since he graduated from the Necromancer Academy. People from the faction of the Undead caster Ding Shishao, this meeting is quite meaningful to some extent.

"It's okay." Harvey waved his hand and signaled that Duncan would not have to demonstrate to the three visitors for him. "In my territory, there is no discrimination against any spellcasting faction. You can show your identity to others."

He paused and asked in confusion: "But... I have never heard of the incognito necromancer you mentioned. Maybe he had left here and moved to another place to live in seclusion."

Having said that, Harvey politely took the magic letter presented by the captain of the guard Tomi, and glanced at the magic covenant pattern attached to the seal.

Um? Intersection Intersection

this! ! !

Harvey stood up suddenly, leaned closer to observe again, and finally stood up with excitement.

"Wait! I know who the target you are looking for this time is!"

He walked down the steps, suppressed his hands and stopped the two necromancers' attempts to ask, and said in a deep voice: "Please stay here for a while, wait for me...Mr. Duncan will help me receive it. Three guests.”

After saying that, he quickly walked to the study on the second floor of the castle, leaving everyone in the hall speechless.

After returning to the study and following the door, Harvey took out a ticket clip from the desk drawer with a smile on his lips, pulled out a few letters that had been opened, and used the seal seals attached to it and the secret letter. Put it under the desk lamp and compare it carefully.

"Ashe Lambert! I thought he was unfortunately killed on the battlefield of the demons, but I didn't expect he was still alive!"

Harvey had the last time he had a close friend who had been in the academy. He was about to move out of Jackdaw Town to the ruins of the mage in the northern wasteland.

Lambert's last reply mentioned that for some reason, he was about to set off to the Evil Moon Mountains soon to join the Mages' Team for three years to serve. But he never expected that after he went there, There was no more news, and Harvey sent him several letters according to the messenger position he left behind, all of which were directly sank into the sea.

As a classmate and roommate who has been living and studying together for nearly five years, Harvey is very aware of the casting level and ability level of this guy Lambert - probably if he does not rely on the various undead magic weapons equipped by his family, and After three generations of sewed corpse puppets, Harvey used general magic tricks to trick him around in a one-on-one duel.

Ash Lambert is a typical "second-generation waste law". In addition to having a good character and a gentle personality, he probably only has to be generous... The few advantages of treating money like dirt can attract Harvey to make friends with him. It's right.

"Serve for three years... but suddenly evaporates in the world, and now comes out again to secretly contact yourself..."

Harvey slapped his forehead and immediately had an answer in his heart - this bold guy is designated as a deserter!

He took the letter, stretched out his finger and touched the magic seal on the seal. He immediately sensed the decrypted content engraved in the seal, and couldn't help but smile.

Lambert still likes to play the code-name decryption game they had been tired of playing during their college days...

It was really easy for Harvey to crack this secret nickname for him within a few seconds of activation of the secret covenant. He only needed to call out the secret nickname that several classmates gave to each other privately when they were in the academy. It can ensure that the letter is not burned by magic.

"Legendary Idea King!" Harvey whispered the decrypted code that represented him, and couldn't help but rub his face, feeling embarrassed.

However, it is still much better than the "super cash machine" he obtained for Lambert.

I couldn't wait to unfold the letter, and the familiar messy handwriting appeared in front of Harvey.

【My dear Harvey! The undead is above! Please forgive me for disappearing for so long…]

[It was really hard for those days in Black Rock City. The thieves from the Federation targeted and made things difficult for me all the time. When I went out for several missions, I always felt a chill in my vest... as if I was being targeted by someone. 】

[At that time, I thought that if I died accidentally, the position on the corpse being hit by a fatal magic must be not on the front...]

[So I had no choice but to flee! Damn it, family reputation and personal reputation are not as important as my own life! ]

No mistakes, just read the content of the first post in the 16-9 book forum!

[When you saw this letter, you should have met my two companions... Mr. White and Mr. Black, right? There is no need to be distant with them. These two grew up with me and are close relatives and brothers. If not, I would not dare to ask them to look for you for me. ]

[Harvey, listen to me... Right now, the entire southern region, whether it is the orthodox spellcaster organization or the hateful church charlatan, has begun to openly and covertly cleanse us undead spellcasters. These hypocritical people who seek fame and reputation have put the blame of spreading the plague on us and spread it everywhere. Even my family's ancestral land in Daes has been attacked by unidentified spellcasters! 】

【White and Black secretly went to Saint Valen this time, on the one hand to pick up several wizard colleagues hiding in the country, and on the other hand I asked them to inform you, after all, you are hiding in the border area and the news is not well-informed, and I dare not easily expose the real coordinates to communicate with you. 】

【Thousands of words turned into a piece of advice! The southern border countries are no longer a place to stay for a long time. If you don’t have a reliable place to go, please follow my two relatives and be sure to hide your identity on the way. I will wait for you to meet again in a safe place! 】

Harvey breathed a sigh of relief, and a warm current surged in his heart.

Lambert, this guy, evaded military service and moved his family away for refuge, and he didn’t forget to think of his old classmate hiding in the border of Saint Valen. He would rather risk exposing his identity and getting into trouble, and let someone come along to help him.

Although this friend is not very good, it is really worth making friends!