If the necromancer makes people afraid and fearful, then the necromancer is more disgusting, especially those necromancers who walk around outside. They are often more extreme and more dangerous than the necromancer.

Because necromancers often carry a lot of strange things, such as bones of the dead that imprison ghosts, unknown pieces of meat with a rotten smell, poisoned daggers, bottles and jars that spread curses, all kinds of disgusting things used for sacrifice, and so on.

They chose necromancers because they did not have the ability to cast spells directly. They could not cast undead magic, so they could only use potions or rituals to release some undead magic-like attacks.

Those ritual items are often very evil in the eyes of ordinary people. In the hands of necromancers, soul dust is already considered a clean and high-end item. More often, they are equipped with powders extracted from various internal organs.

Coupled with trying to acquire psychic qualities and become necromancers, they absorb the breath of death in a way that is almost like taking drugs.

Therefore, necromancers always apply strong perfume and powder on their bodies to cover up the unpleasant smell that emanates from their bodies all the time.

Many people dislike necromancers, and many necromancers do cause trouble to others.

Under the influence of these impressions among people, necromancers usually avoid places where crowds gather, especially some public places, where necromancers are usually not seen.

Courtyard Codename: Caines, an out-of-bounds entrance located in the courtyard of BearPig Town.

After a period of blockade, with the arrival of the garrison, the Adventurer's Guild issued a notice that the Caines Courtyard is open to adventurers, but they are temporarily not allowed to leave the fortress city built in the courtyard and must accept the control of the garrison.

In the Kanins courtyard, with the cross-border teleportation array as its center, a human city twenty kilometers long and more than ten miles wide suddenly rose from the ground.

In the fortress city of Caines, the garrison has a regular garrison of 18,000 men.

As adventurers from nearby Bear Pig Town entered the newly established Adventurer's City through the courtyard entrance one after another, an uninvited guest arrived at the door of the Deman Hotel.

A necromancer who requested to stay at the hotel.

"Sir, the Dandelion Hotel has simple facilities and is not convenient for accommodating necromancers. Your request to check in is very difficult for us, so you'd better leave." In front of the hotel, Deman used the name of the Dandelion Hotel to persuade the necromancer in front of him.

The man in front of him was wearing a brand new robe, had dry and yellow hair, and a thin face. He had a sinister look in his eyes and exuded a very strong fougere scent.

He had a palm-sized cloth bag hanging around his waist and in his hand was a staff with a monster skull embedded on the top.

Few people in the human world would display such an ill-shaped staff. The man in front of him had dry skin, and judging from his appearance and temperament, he was obviously middle-aged.

He seemed to be deliberately publicizing his identity as a necromancer. Appearing in a public inn in this image was not a sign of guilt, but a provocation.

Don't talk about equality. It's like you insist on eating in a restaurant with a pile of rotten meat hanging on your body, insist on going to the hospital to rest with uranium ore in your pocket, and insist on entering the campus holding a bomb. You are sick, and very sick.

People don't like necromancers, but if he conceals his profession a little and really wants to move in, Deman will turn a blind eye.

But the look of this guy in front of me doesn't show that he is ignorant of the world.

Judging from the equipment he was wearing, this necromancer did not seem to be poor, but the scent on his body was not the kind of perfume commonly used by necromancers.

The perfume developed by the necromancer is very popular among the public. Using that perfume will not reveal one's identity as a necromancer, and the fragrance can also neutralize various odors on the necromancer's body.

The fragrance on his body was like that of a eunuch who had used cheap makeup, with a strong aroma mixed with a fishy smell.

Not only Deman, but Vivian, who had just returned from Tricia's cottage, also stopped beside Deman, turned to look at the man, with disgust in her eyes.

Necromancers usually don't deliberately belittle necromancers, but you should at least respect others. It's not good to come out and disgust others like this.

This kind of behavior itself is wasteful, arrogant, immoral and provocative. There is no reason to use any positive words to describe such a person.

The courtyard was open, and many adventurers checked out of the hotel. They were going to move into the courtyard. Although they could not conduct demon hunting activities for the time being, they could earn points by participating in the construction of the fortress city and some military deployments.

Those points can be exchanged for housing and real estate in the newly established fortress city, which is also the biggest reason why nearby adventurers are actively flocking to the courtyard.

The adventurers passing by the door would all look at Deman, but most of these adventurers were in a hurry. Occasionally, some young people wanted to stop, but they would usually be pulled away by their companions.

Necromancers are annoying. If you hit them too hard, they can easily kill you. If you hit them too lightly, their poison curses can easily cause serious harm to others.

Adventurers with low strength are afraid of necromancers, and adventurers with strong combat power find them troublesome, especially in the human world. Without the judgment of the "Goddess of Justice", it would be really troublesome to kill them if something dirty happened.

"I'm staying in a hotel and paying for it. I'm a citizen of the Empire. Are you sure you want to stop me? You don't accept necromancers? Are you insulting necromancers?" Faced with Deman's obstruction, the man pulled an ugly smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Sir, it is not convenient to receive you. The hotel is planning an area suitable for receiving special groups of people. Unfortunately, it has not been completed yet." Deman explained patiently.

The so-called plan was basically nonsense. At the same time, several living puppets gathered behind Deman, and Tabitha, who had just experienced various projects in Tricia's Witch House with Barbara, also came to the door of the hotel.

"Don't say those useless things. You have no right to refuse my stay. Besides, many adventurers have checked out. I won't affect anyone. Or are you just targeting me, the necromancer?!"

Seeing some people gathering around Deman, the necromancer not only did not retreat, but slammed his staff on the ground and became even more excited.

"What's going on?" Not knowing the details, Tabitha asked Deman.

"This man has been wandering in front of the hotel for a long time. When I asked him what he wanted to do, he said he wanted to check in. But he looked like this..." Deman briefly explained what happened to Tabitha.

The necromancer's outfit is too strange. It would be fine at ordinary times, but Odysseus's team will be at the hotel soon.

You said that it was okay for you to carry poison with you, but you insisted on hanging it outside. As a necromancer, you hung a string of cloth bags around your waist, making yourself look like an elder of the Beggars' Gang.

If you walk around like this around other people, everyone would worry that some viruses, molds or something like that might be spread from you.

In Deman's eyes, Odysseus is an important customer. Deman is mainly worried that he will give Odysseus a bad impression and wants to send him away, but now it seems that the other party is suspected of coming here to cause trouble.

"Chase him away. There's no need to waste time talking to him. There's someone with him in the car over there, right? The prying eyes over there are very malicious." Deman whispered his concerns to Tabitha, and Vivian pointed to an RV in the parking lot in the distance.

RVs that are no more than ten meters in length can enter and exit the courtyard and can be camped anywhere. Adventurers usually prefer to be equipped with this type of vehicle.

As Vivian pointed, the side door of the RV opened, and a group of men and women got out of the car.

"Mr. Ajel, that's why I suggested that I arrange the accommodations. It would be an offense to let Mr. Odysseus live with the necromancer. God knows what kind of damn contraband these poisonous insects are carrying."

Three men and one woman got out of the car. When a blond young man was talking to another middle-aged man with a haughty look on his face, the back door of the RV opened and dozens of strong men walked out one after another.

This number obviously exceeds the capacity of the RV, indicating that the RV is a high-end product that incorporates space folding technology.

When she saw the blond young man, Tabitha was stunned for a moment and frowned.

At this moment, the woman in the group took the young man's arm with her upper hand, raised her other hand, and greeted Tabitha from a distance.

"Bertha, long time no see."

"Ivy." Tabitha muttered softly, with a hint of impatience in her eyes. (End of this chapter)