[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-harem-of-dangerous-and-crazy-women-as-a-reinc":3,"chapter-my-harem-of-dangerous-and-crazy-women-as-a-reinc-my-harem-of-dangerous-and-crazy-women-as-a-reinc-chapter-10":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","My Harem of Dangerous and Crazy Women as a Reincarnated Necromancer",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},751461,997,"Chapter 10: Aura of Death","my-harem-of-dangerous-and-crazy-women-as-a-reinc-chapter-10",10,"\u003Cp>The next day Mark gathered his few belongings and left the inn before the sun had finished rising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As always, Ely traveled inside his shadow in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plan was simple: put as much distance as possible between themselves and Millbrook, find a place where he could operate without being watched, and keep leveling up until he was strong enough that he no longer had to hide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The main road was nearly empty at that hour, though a few early-rising merchants and a couple of adventurers passed him without paying any attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark walked for several hours, leaving the cultivated fields behind and pushing into wild territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master,\" Ely’s voice resonated in his mind. \"There is a city roughly half a day’s travel from here. It’s called Thornhaven. It’s larger than Millbrook and has a more active adventurers’ guild.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Larger means more opportunities... or more problems?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Probably both.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it also meant more anonymity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a large city, a Rank F necromancer wouldn’t draw nearly as much attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then it’s Thornhaven.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark kept walking, his mind cycling between plans and worries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The encounter with the Council had left him paranoid, seeing threats in every shadow — which was ironic, considering his greatest ally literally lived in the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was when Mark heard a scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sharp, desperate, unmistakably human. Mark stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every survival instinct he had screamed at him to ignore it and keep walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’It’s not my problem. I don’t have to get involved.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A second scream rang out between the trees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weaker this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Damn it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master,\" Ely asked, \"would you like me to investigate?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. I’ll go. You stay hidden unless it’s absolutely necessary.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s an order, Ely.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark left the road and pushed into the forest toward the sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The trees grew denser, the light thinner, until he reached a clearing and took in the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three men — bandits, judging by their ragged appearance and the rusty weapons they carried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And cornered against a tree in front of them, a young girl. She was small, probably a teenager, with brown hair pulled back in a ponytail and green eyes filled with terror. She wore simple traveling clothes, now torn and dirty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please,\" she begged. \"I don’t have anything valuable... just let me go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, but you do have something valuable,\" said one of the bandits — the largest of the three — stepping closer with a smile that turned Mark’s stomach. \"Something very valuable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Damn it. Damn it, damn it, damn it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark assessed the situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three bandits. Probably Rank E or D, judging by their gear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was level 15, but most of his skills were support-based.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a direct fight he would lose without question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he couldn’t just turn around and walk away either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t a hero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he also wasn’t cold-blooded enough to witness that and keep walking like nothing had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Ely,\" Mark murmured. \"Get ready to step in, but only if I give the order or if my life is in immediate danger.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Understood, Master.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark stepped out of the trees making as much noise as possible to announce his presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good afternoon, gentlemen.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All three bandits spun around, startled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The largest one narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who the hell are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nobody important,\" Mark answered in a casual tone he didn’t feel at all. \"Just a traveler passing through. But I couldn’t help noticing that you’re... bothering this young lady.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And what if we are?\" The bandit took a step toward him. \"What are you going to do about it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark simply smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a smile he had practiced in front of a mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Designed to look confident and mildly threatening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That depends. Are you going to let her go?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bandits looked at each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And burst out laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you hear that, boys? The skinny kid wants to play hero.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How adorable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s show him what happens to heroes around here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader drew his sword and advanced on Mark with obvious murderous intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Now or never.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark activated his most recent skill — one he had unlocked at level 12 but hadn’t had the chance to use yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Death Aura – Level 1]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Type: Area Necromancy\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Effect: Emits an aura of terror affecting all living beings within a 10-meter radius. Targets with weak willpower may be paralyzed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The effect was immediate. A wave of unnatural cold radiated from Mark, accompanied by a primal sense of dread that crashed over the bandits like a wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bandits stopped dead in their tracks. Their faces went pale as their bodies began to tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"W-what the hell...?\" the leader stammered, backing away as his sword shook in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark took a step forward, keeping the aura active.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For every step he took, the bandits took two back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I gave you a chance,\" he said — and his voice came out deeper, heavier, as if it were coming from something dark and ancient. \"You wasted it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s a monster!\" one of the smaller bandits screamed. \"The guy’s a damn monster!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Run,\" Mark said calmly. \"Run and don’t look back... because if I see you again...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He left the threat unfinished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All three bandits fled as if the devil himself were on their heels, tripping over roots and crashing into trees in their desperate escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once they were far enough away, Mark deactivated the aura and allowed himself a moment of quiet satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’It worked. It actually worked.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Impressive, Master,\" Ely said, genuinely impressed. \"I didn’t know you could be so... intimidating.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Neither did I, to be honest.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark turned toward the girl, who was still huddled against the tree, staring at him with a mixture of relief and fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you alright?\" Mark asked, trying to sound as unthreatening as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... yes... thank you...\" she stammered. \"But... what... what was that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Magic,\" Mark answered simply. \"Can you walk?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She nodded and got to her feet on shaking legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where are you headed?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To Thornhaven. My... my family lives there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Convenient.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m also heading to Thornhaven,\" said Mark. \"We can walk together, if you want. To make sure you get there safely.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at him, clearly torn between fear of what she had just witnessed and fear of traveling alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... yes. Thank you. My name is Lily.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mark,\" he replied. \"Nice to meet you, Lily. Though I wish it had been under better circumstances.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lily let out a nervous laugh, and some of the tension left her shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah... me too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They started walking back toward the main road, leaving the clearing — and the memory of what had almost happened — behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master,\" Ely asked, \"why did you help her? It could have been a trap.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark thought about the question as he walked, searching for an answer that made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because... if I can’t do something good every now and then, what’s the point of any of this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ely was quiet for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I understand,\" she said at last. \"That is why I love you, Master. Because despite everything... you are still a good person.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark didn’t answer — he didn’t know if what Ely said was true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or if it had ever been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as he walked toward Thornhaven, with a rescued girl at his side and a zombie warrior in his shadow, Mark let himself believe that maybe... just maybe... he could become one.\u003C\u002Fp>",1239,"2026-06-02T12:17:11.678Z",1,"novelbin.me","e8eb0471fd6418e42255a2144880532cc62c6ed6f8e396beaae7bfdc5f57c15a","my-harem-of-dangerous-and-crazy-women-as-a-reinc-chapter-11","my-harem-of-dangerous-and-crazy-women-as-a-reinc-chapter-9",190,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-harem-of-dangerous-and-crazy-women-as-a-reinc-cover.jpg"]