[{"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-8":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},751459,997,"Chapter 8: Interrogated For Being Handsome or For Cheating?","my-harem-of-dangerous-and-crazy-women-as-a-reinc-chapter-8",8,"\u003Cp>The Council building was the largest in Millbrook — a white stone structure that dominated the central square.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark arrived exactly at noon, dressed in the most presentable clothes he could find, which didn’t say much given that his wardrobe consisted mainly of deeply suspicious black robes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Relax,’ Mark told himself as he climbed the steps. ’They don’t know anything. They can’t know anything. Just act normal.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master,\" Ely’s voice resonated in his mind. \"I’m ready to intervene if necessary.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. Whatever happens, don’t come out. If they see you, we’re dead.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s an order, Ely.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Understood.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Council doors swung open, revealing a wide chamber with an elevated semicircular table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five people sat behind it, watching him with expressions ranging from curiosity to open hostility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the center, a gray-haired man with an aristocratic bearing studied him with calculating eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lord Aldric Vance, presumably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mark,\" the man said, his voice filling the room. \"Thank you for coming.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’As if I had a choice,’ Mark thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s an honor to be summoned by the Council,\" Mark replied, inclining his head in what he hoped passed for a respectful gesture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark sat in the chair positioned in front of the table — it was uncomfortably low, forcing him to look up at the councilmembers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fairly obvious psychological trick, but an effective one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I imagine you’re wondering why you’re here,\" Lord Vance continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Yes! The suspense is killing me.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We have received... reports. Concerning reports about your activities.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Here we go...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What kind of reports?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Reports that a Rank F necromancer has been clearing Rank D and C dungeons. Alone. With no visible assistance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark kept his expression neutral, even as he was screaming internally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And that’s a problem?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s... unusual,\" interjected a woman to Vance’s left — red-haired, with a scar running across her cheek. \"Necromancers are not known for their direct combat ability... and yet you’ve accomplished feats that even Rank B adventurers would struggle to replicate.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have my methods.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So we’ve been told,\" the woman smiled, though there was no warmth in it. \"The question is: what exactly are those methods?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark took a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had prepared an explanation for this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One that was technically true, though it left out several crucial details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As a necromancer, I have the ability to reanimate corpses. The monsters I kill in dungeons can be... repurposed. Every dungeon I clear gives me more resources for the next one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The councilmembers exchanged glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re saying you use monster corpses as soldiers?\" Lord Vance asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Essentially, yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And where are these... soldiers... now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They decompose,\" Mark improvised. \"My current skills only allow me to maintain them for a limited time. After each dungeon... they dissolve.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a lie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive lie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was the best he had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lord Vance studied Mark from head to toe for a long moment with those gray eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Interesting,\" he said at last. \"Very interesting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is there a problem with my methods?\" Mark asked, trying to sound innocent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not necessarily. Necromancy, while... distasteful... is not illegal in Millbrook. Provided it is not used on humans.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I would never use my abilities on humans,\" said Mark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this time he wasn’t lying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Technically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ely had been human, but now she was... something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That is what we hope,\" said the scarred woman, leaning forward. \"Because if we discover that you have been... experimenting... with human corpses, the consequences would be severe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Understood.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lord Vance nodded slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Very well. For now we will consider this matter closed. But we will be watching you, Mark. Very closely.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I appreciate the Council’s... attention.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You may go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark stood, inclined his head once more, and walked out of the chamber at a measured pace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when he was outside the building again, back in the crowded square, did he allow himself to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That was close. Too close.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master,\" Ely’s voice came through, laced with concern. \"Are you alright?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m fine... but we need to be more careful. Much more careful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you suggest?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark thought for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We need to change our strategy. The nearby dungeons aren’t safe anymore. We’ll have to go farther out... places where nobody knows us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And the guild?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll keep registering Rank F missions... we’ll keep up appearances. But the real work happens in secret.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Understood, Master. I will do whatever is necessary to protect you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",737,"2026-06-02T12:17:11.678Z",1,"novelbin.me","c21a581c79843aa6b46882c03804b173c5e4077392f9923d356ce0228f5795c9","my-harem-of-dangerous-and-crazy-women-as-a-reinc-chapter-9","my-harem-of-dangerous-and-crazy-women-as-a-reinc-chapter-7",190,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-harem-of-dangerous-and-crazy-women-as-a-reinc-cover.jpg"]