[{"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-7":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},751458,997,"Chapter 7: Reported for Cheating?","my-harem-of-dangerous-and-crazy-women-as-a-reinc-chapter-7",7,"\u003Cp>The following days settled into a routine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark left early, before dawn. Each day he went to a different dungeon, always choosing the ones farthest from the city to minimize the risk of being seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ely did all the work while he watched from the shadows, stacking up experience and loot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Current Level: 15]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Current Rank: F]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Skills: Wake Up (Lv. 3), Consciousness Modification (Lv. 1), Life Link (Lv. 2), Death Aura (Lv. 1)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The progress was impressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just one week he had reached a level that took most adventurers months to achieve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His skills had expanded, though they were still primarily support-based.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was a problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People were starting to notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, you.\" A heavyset adventurer stopped him in the guild. \"The necromancer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark tensed, but kept his expression neutral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve been hearing rumors. They say you’ve been clearing dungeons solo. Rank D dungeons.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you’re Rank F. A Rank F necromancer. How the hell are you clearing Rank D dungeons on your own?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark already had an answer ready for that question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d rehearsed it mentally dozens of times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have my methods.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your methods?\" The adventurer stepped closer, invading his personal space. \"What kind of methods?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Damn. This is getting ugly.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Necromancers,\" Mark improvised, lowering his voice as if sharing a secret, \"have... advantages in dungeons. Dead monsters can be... repurposed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t exactly a lie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a very, very partial truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adventurer looked at him with a mix of disgust and curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You use monster corpses?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Something like that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s...\" he seemed to search for the right word. \"Disgusting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It works.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adventurer grunted, clearly unsatisfied with the answer but without any argument to counter it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’d better not be up to anything weird, necromancer. I’ll be keeping an eye on you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adventurer walked off, leaving Mark alone with his heart pounding hard in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’That was close. Too close.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master,\" Ely’s voice resonated in Mark’s mind. \"Would you like me to take care of him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Take care of...? No, Ely. We are not killing anyone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But he threatened your safety. I cannot allow anyone to threaten my Master.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ely, listen to me. We do not kill people. Understood?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Ely responded, her mental voice sounded disappointed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Understood, Master. But if you change your mind...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m not going to change my mind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark walked out of the guild — he needed fresh air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The conversation with the adventurer had made him nervous, but the conversation with Ely had unsettled him even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I modified her to be loyal and in love with me, but I didn’t think through the implications... she’s willing to kill for me.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Mark, that was terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And also, at some dark and twisted level he preferred not to examine too closely...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flattering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I am a terrible person,’ Mark thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had no time for an existential crisis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had dungeons to clear and a rank to climb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Tomorrow I’ll go to the Crypt of the Fallen. It’s Rank C, but Ely should be able to handle it. And after that...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark’s plans were cut short by a familiar voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mark!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark turned and saw the guild receptionist running toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her permanently bored expression had been replaced by something closer to urgency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s going on?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’ve got a summons,\" she said, handing him a sealed envelope. \"From the City Council.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark took the envelope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly his hands felt very cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Council? Why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t know. But when the Council summons someone...\" She left the sentence unfinished, but her expression said everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark opened the envelope and read its contents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mark, Rank F Adventurer, Class: Necromancer:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You are required to appear before the Millbrook City Council tomorrow at noon to answer questions regarding your recent activities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Attendance is mandatory. Failure to appear will be considered an admission of guilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Signed, Lord Aldric Vance, Council President.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark read the letter three times, looking for any clue as to what exactly they knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found none.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’This is bad. Very, very bad!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master,\" Ely’s voice sounded in his mind. \"What’s happening?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We have a problem, Ely,\" Mark said quietly. \"A very big problem.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",702,"2026-06-02T12:17:11.678Z",1,"novelbin.me","c7dcbb1eba4a194727cb8310feb0b9f9231a6a24ee9bf5a011b696f39e2feb70","my-harem-of-dangerous-and-crazy-women-as-a-reinc-chapter-8","my-harem-of-dangerous-and-crazy-women-as-a-reinc-chapter-6",190,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-harem-of-dangerous-and-crazy-women-as-a-reinc-cover.jpg"]