To a Necromancer, the night was paradise.
Standing on the hillside and looking at the faint lights below, the Necromancer could not help but reveal a sinister smile. He had been conducting experiments for several days, and his "materials" had been almost completely used up. He had originally planned to leave once his experiments were finished, but something had gone wrong, forcing him to remain here.
This Necromancer was no fool. Of course, he knew that Gray Whale Port was sending people to search for him. Although those soldiers had not been very diligent these past few days, it was hardly a good sign. Clearly, they were waiting for the Holy Temple's clergy to take over. Once that happened, it would be difficult for him to escape.
As a Necromancer with A-rank highway robbery skills, he had a fair understanding of how people reacted when he appeared. Generally speaking, if he only showed up briefly, the powerful figures would not be particularly displeased, and their soldiers would not spend much time tracking him down.
After all, Necromancers were different from ordinary criminals. If you died fighting a criminal, then you were simply dead. But if you died at the hands of a Necromancer, it was not so simple. A Necromancer could control your body and bind your soul... Well, most low-level Necromancers could not actually do that, but the ignorance and superstition of country folk had certainly helped him a great deal.
So, according to the Necromancer's calculations, these past few days were still a "safe period."
But staying any longer would be risky. If he remained here too long and harmed the interests of Gray Whale Port's big shots, then they would get serious. And then there were those damned clergy...
It was only because his experiment had not