After Maxing out all Classes

Robb's words word said solemnly and seriously; with that one sentence, the mayor almost knelt, and the townspeople opened their mouths wide and looked visibly confused.

The mayor asked, “What huge conspiracy? Wha… what… what conspiracy?”

“Look at the dozens of empty graves here,” Robb continued, “It shows that dozens of skeletons have been stolen days before I settled in Westwind town.”

"Yes!" The mayor nodded and said, "Of course, we can see that."

Robb said, "I also told you last night my opponent was a necromancer. If you think about it, a necromancer has been stealing dozens of skeletons for several days, so what are they now?"

The mayor was startled. "Do you mean they have all been refined into undead skeleton soldiers?"

"Yes!" Robb said, "It is clear that after so many days, the necromancer has injected necromancy magic into their bodies. They are no longer dead bones but undead. Moreover, he isn't satisfied yet; he is still stealing skeletons. If I hadn't come last night, at least dozens more skeletons would have risen from the ground and walked toward the necromancer. Are you sure he only has the dozens of skeletons he stole from here? Maybe he's got hundreds, thousands of skeletons gathered elsewhere."

The mayor began to consider the importance of this seriously. After a few seconds, he understood something, and his expression suddenly changed, "Oh, why is this necromancer training so many skeletons? Could it be… don't tell me…"

Robb nodded, "You guessed right. This necromancer is involved in a huge conspiracy. He is forming an army of undead. This army only has one purpose: to cover a town in blood! Occupy a territory! Maybe he is even preparing to topple the magic kingdom Gran, overthrow Norma, the kingdom of knights, or march to the rabbit kingdom of Great Tang. He might try to seize the throne, rule the land under heaven, the whole world, or unify Fengmo Continent…”

Bluffing, just bluffing! Fearing things wouldn't escalate much, he seized the matter into his own hands and led them to the worst of possibilities. Anyway, he didn't need to invest much energy into talking bullshit; if he wanted to analyze the situation, he'd analyze it however he wanted. If his analysis was incorrect, then he can just say that he really was just a thief and was overthinking it to take the proper precautions before anything happened. Anyway, it is reasonable to say that these are the true colors of a con man.

The mayor's mind swayed like a ball of paste as if he had imagined an army of undead wielding knives, and his face went dark, "My father, you are right! Sure enough, this isn't a problem that can be solved by a group of townspeople or a party of adventurers. This matter must be reported to the lord as soon as possible, and the lord must send troops to deal with the matter.”

"You are very wise." Robb patted him on the shoulder and said, "Go and ask the Lord to deal with it."

He was secretly cheering, "Alright, bluffing over! I'm not in charge of this matter, so I'll just let the lord worry about him and let him lead his troops into the Black Pine Mountain Range. Like an idiot searching for something in a carpet, he’s looking for a necromancer whom he didn’t even know the whereabouts of. He's already done this stupid thing many times back in the game, so he won't do it again.

So…

The mayor hastily wrote a letter to the lord, and the townspeople dispersed one after another, crying. After a while, Lillian, who went to inquire about some news, returned to Robb, “The mayor wrote a letter and passed it onto a merchant. The merchant then set out with the letter and his caravan toward Bright Road to the southeast. He said he was going to deliver the letter to the Great Duke of Bright Road.”

Bright Road is an important city on the western border of the magic kingdom "Gran," a military town, so to say. It's managed by the famous great duke of the kingdom, "Yingsi", who is a powerful holy knight. All small castles, towns, and villages west of the kingdom are under his jurisdiction.

If something happens here in Westwind town, Yingsi must take charge. However, he certainly won't come in person; he'll probably send in a subordinate to lead a small team to investigate the situation first.

Of course, it had nothing to do with Robb; even if he doesn’t go, someone else will go in his stead.

Peace returned to the town, and Robb could finally return to being lazy.

"Master, I want to learn how to make the dish you cooked yesterday." Lillian brought to pieces of meat with a cute expression, "I can't just make that soup. I'll have to take charge of your diet in the future, so I have to make food that the master likes. Can you give advise me?"

Point at a ghost. I only got the chef skill from the game. I really can't teach you. Robb had to rack his brains to think about it and finally thought of how to make steak, "First, use a stick to hit the meat, and beat it till it's soft. Then, chop the mushrooms into a paste, and stir it with salt and pepper to make the mushroom sauce. Afterward, heat up the frying pan and put a layer of butter on it. Wait until the butter melts and fry the beef until it’s medium-well, then pour on the mushroom sauce. Mm-hm. That’s about it.”

“This... This complicated?” Lillian was stunned, “Yesterday, didn’t master just point at the beef, mushrooms, and salt? Why are there so many steps when I have to do it? There are a lot of new ingredients as well?”

Robb was forced to act dumb, “I used magic. Can you do magic?”

Lillian shook her head pitifully, “No!”

Robb said, “It’s not going to take a lot more steps, honestly.”

Lillian pitifully went into the kitchen to do some cooking research.

Robb sat in the front yard in a daze, lazy. After some time, he found a middle-aged townsman poking his head just outside the yard, as if he wanted to come in but was too afraid to.

Robb shouted at the top of his lungs, “Thief! (TL: I’m not sure about this word 呔) little hiding thief… sigh… who are you? What are you doing walking around my house?”

The townsman was startled when Robb shouted, but now that Robb had seen him, he had no choice but to walk up to Robb with his head drooping, "My father, I've come to confess. But I was a little scared, so I wandered outside."

“Oh? Confession? Robb immediately realized this was where he'd sit in a cabin while listening to the people confess outside. The thing he had never played in the game, he's beyond interested. He really wants to play!

He hurriedly stopped being lazy and jumped up from the stone stool with a swoosh, “Good! Don’t be afraid! Only by confessing your sins to God can you take a big step forward. Let’s start right away.”