The Necromancer's Church Management Manual

In the study of the Duchy of Gusenberg.

Hector Cardisia sat in the main seat, frantically dealing with the complicated work of the Duke.

At this moment, there were three documents on his desk.

One document is a federally requested search warrant, and the other is a question about whether necromancer Andrew still has close ties with the Cardiac family.

And the last letter that had just arrived from the Duchy of Nidhoggburg.

The letter was covered with deep creases on both sides, and densely written with condemnations.

Invade Nidhogg Castle, kill dragon riders, and destroy the important Dragon Fortress!

All the evidence points to Andrew Cardisia.

It was all thanks to his son Andrew, who became a necromancer!

No, rather, even if Andrew didn't do these things, the Roderick family would find other ways to frame him.

He was only briefly pulled out of his anger when there was a knock on the door.

"Enter!"

Jefferson, the butler, opened the door and spoke.

"Your Grace, Miss Lucia has arrived."

Lucia walked awkwardly to the center of the study, crossed her arms, and lowered her head, like a little girl who had done something wrong.

"Father, you wanted to see me."

Duke Cardissa did not speak directly, but looked at the butler beside him.

"Jefferson, you may step back."

"...Yes, Your Grace." Butler Jefferson stepped out of the study, then closed the door a crack, using his enhanced abilities to minimize his presence.

At this moment, only the father and daughter remained in the study.

"Lucia, go find him."

"No...no." Lucia shook her head guiltily.

He sighed sadly as he listened to his most sensible daughter lying to him.

"Child, you shouldn't have lied to me."

"I didn't..."

"Still trying to argue!"

Lucia tried to explain, but was met with her father slamming his fist on the table and roaring angrily.

"Jefferson has already told me everything you asked him to do! From demanding the Dragon Knight status from him, to you handing it over to Andrew, and then to Andrew destroying Nidhogg Castle's Dragon Fortress!"

When Lucia heard "destroy Nidhogg Castle Dragon Fortress", her eyes widened suddenly, and then she silently lowered her head.

She realized she had made a huge mistake.

Duke Cardissa continued to speak.

"Do you know how much trouble your actions will bring to the Cardissa family?! Do you know what he did using the identity you gave him? Do you know what consequences you will face as an accomplice?"

After the Duke finished his barrage of questions, the study fell into a brief silence, broken only by his uncontrollable panting.

At this moment, he realized that he had lost his temper and had vented his anger on his daughter.

He felt a pang of regret; he had been cleaning up Andrew's messes for days, exhausted by all sorts of trivial matters.

From preparing the probation papers when Andrew was imprisoned to delaying Andrew's escape as much as possible, he had hoped that Andrew would go as far away as possible, preferably away from the Kingdom of Slo. That way, he wouldn't have to worry about Andrew.

But he secretly returned to Lucia and asked her to help him get the identity of a dragon knight, which was basically dragging her into it.

The endless stream of trivial matters and pressures piled up until, finally, after receiving the Nidhoggburg documents today, he broke down under the weight and vented his pent-up emotions on Lucia.

But after venting his emotions, he felt a little regretful.

He knew he had spoken too harshly, but he was at a loss for how to apologize, so he just kept a straight face and looked coldly at Lucia.

Duke Kadisia was an invincible warrior on the battlefield. He once followed King Edmund in conquering the Kingdom of Vesta and changed his name to Slo. It was precisely because of his illustrious military achievements that he acquired the noble status of Duke of Gusenberg.

But he was definitely not a good lord, nor was he a good father.

The words, like arrows thrown from a bow, pierced Lucia's heart.

However, Lucia did not show the fear or anger he had expected.

She actually breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense shoulders relaxed and slumped down.

Lucia remembered Gar's words.

If you made the wrong choice, you made the wrong choice. Don't blame your past self.

She mustered her courage, looked up solemnly at her father, and spoke earnestly:

"Father, I'm sorry, I chose to help Andrew, but I don't regret my decision."

Because he is my brother, he has never asked me for anything before, but this time he swallowed his pride.

Looking at his disheveled, beggar-like clothes, I knew he was having a hard time outside, that he was on the verge of death. If I did nothing, there would be no one else in the world who would do anything for him.

At this point, Lucia knelt on one knee, placed her right hand on her chest, and her eyes were filled with determination:

"Father, no, Your Grace. As a member of the Cardiac family, I, Lucia, swear to the God of War that I acknowledge all my mistakes, am willing to bear all the consequences, and will obey the Cardiac family and whatever you decree."

-

The sky was covered with dark clouds.

At Nidhogg Castle, before a collapsed ruin, countless knights and guards are wearily clearing away rubble, treating the wounded, and carrying the dead.

An old soldier suddenly stood on a high platform to the side. He had been standing there for some time, as if waiting for someone.

It wasn't until he turned around that he realized the thin notebook had been quietly placed on the ground sometime earlier.

A cold wind blew, slowly opening the book's pages to reveal densely packed notes inside.

Oak Guild.

Selena sat shyly at the table, her fingers twirling her long hair as she looked at the monk-dressed man before her, her heart filled with affection.

This is not her fault. As a diamond-level adventurer, she always interacts with people from the upper class, and there are indeed many handsome men among the nobles.

However, she had never met anyone so handsome.

His short hair, styled in a slicked-back style with two loose strands, accentuated his high brows. Thin-rimmed glasses and relaxed brows gave him a gentle and composed air. Combined with his high nose bridge and smooth facial contours, his features were flawless.

And so, Selena fell for her.

He told me his name was Gar Hawke, and that he had come here from the distant Eastern continent, finding everything here incredibly new and exciting.

Selena, naturally unwilling to miss such a good opportunity, took the initiative to tell the story of the founding of the Kingdom of Slo.

"Nidhogg seemed to see something in Henri Jean de Bourbon's eyes, and glided him across the sky back to where they first met..."

She suddenly paused, looked at Garr's slightly distracted gaze, and tapped the table with some dissatisfaction.

"Perhaps you should look for that pretty saleswoman, not me."

I was trying to be kind and tell you history, and you were looking at other girls.

Gar noticed her sullenness but didn't care, simply turning his attention back to her.

"Excuse me, Selena, your story was truly captivating. From being born into nobility, to the decline of your family, to the uprising and the dragon pact... I was completely engrossed in every plot point."

He made a timely joke:

"Perhaps you are more suited to be a respected teacher than an adventurer. If I were a student, I would really like you."

Selena's slightly annoyed face instantly crumbled into a smile:

"Hehehe, really? This is the first time someone has praised me like this."

Garr did not answer, but changed the subject:

"I sense you're very interested in history. If you'd like to hear some stories from the Eastern continent, would you like me to tell you?"

"I'd love to."

Gar smiled warmly, ignoring the guards searching the Oak Tavern, and slowly began to speak:

"At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the world was in chaos..."

As time went by, the vivid images of loyal and valiant generals and the fierce battles that raged on narrow paths entered the minds of everyone in the tavern.

"When Guan Yu returned in triumph carrying Hua Xiong's head, and raised his wine cup, the wine was still warm."

After telling the story, Garr took a sip of water.

"Guan Yu is truly formidable; Hua Xiong actually died just like that." Selena was unknowingly captivated; when she closed her eyes, all she could see was the image of clashing swords and galloping horses.

It was already evening, and a number of adventurers had gradually gathered around Gar and Selena, all curious about what would happen next.

"And then what? Did the allied forces defeat Dong Zhuo?"

"It's almost dinner time, how about we treat you to dinner while you continue talking?"

But Garr ultimately waved his hand:

"There are so many stories in the history of the East that it would take years to tell them all."

"What a pity, what a pity."

Soon, the adventurers who had come to join the fun found seats and began eating, drinking, and chatting.

Correspondingly, the area around Garr was much quieter.

But Selena's burning gaze did not lessen in the slightest.

Garl met that burning gaze, and the two looked at each other.

"Selena, the candlelight shines on your cheeks; you look truly beautiful."

"Hehe, Garr, your praise makes me blush." ​​Selena was almost completely immersed in the sweet talk.

The atmosphere gradually heated up, and the two held hands, as if they were about to do something at any moment.

The adventurers around them also turned their gazes toward them, some with a sigh.

Finally, when the atmosphere reached a climax, the man sitting next to Garr couldn't take it anymore and slammed his fist on the table.

Boom! ! !

The table let out a wail of despair, broke in two from the middle.

"Selena! That's enough!"

Garr looked quite surprised, but a sly smile inadvertently crept onto his lips.

They finally took action.