Ye Chuan slowly extended his hand, a flicker of the cold soul fire belonging to the Overlord of the Undead flashing through his deep eyes.
"Come forth, my servants."
As his utterly emotionless whisper rang out, several small magic circles slowly unfolded before him.
Then several skeleton soldiers in battered armor, carrying brooms and rags, along with a few somewhat clumsy zombies with dull red lights flickering in their eyes, slowly crawled out of the magic circles.
This was the most basic necromancy he had mastered from [Ainz Ooal Gown]'s legacy.
[Create Low-Level Undead].
"Undead servants..."
Looking at these low-level undead, which looked rather frightening but were pitifully weak, Ye Chuan silently quipped:
Their combat strength is practically zero, but they have absolute loyalty and never tire.
Using them to clean the villa and trim the weeds in the back garden makes decent use of them. Better than nothing.
And so, over the next few days, an exceedingly peculiar and eerie sight appeared in Ye Chuan's villa:
Several skeleton soldiers held rags, wiping the already spotless floor-to-ceiling windows over and over with an almost obsessive dedication.
Meanwhile, a few clumsy zombies used their stiff claws to carefully trim the beautiful flowers and plants Robin had painstakingly cultivated in the back garden.
Robin merely smiled at all this, long since accustomed to such oddities.
Carrying a glass of chilled lemonade she had made herself, she went down to the basement and handed it to the man who had just finished a round of extreme weight training, his body radiating astonishing heat.
The next day, this rare peace was broken once again.
"Ye Chuan!!"
With Natsu's thunderous roar, the three members of Fairy Tail's strongest team stormed in.
At that moment, Ye Chuan was lounging in a reclining chair in the back