Darion was halfway out of his chair when the words appeared.
[Necromancer Rank Advancement Detected]
[Rapid Growth Acknowledged]
[Upgrade Granted]
He sat back down.
What?
He hadn't been expecting this. Not now to be honest, not after three days of drilling loyalty exercises in a courtyard, that wasn't the kind of activity he had associated with rank advancement.
He had assumed advancement would come from something more significant.
And by Significant he meant something actually significant.
Something enough to make his system be like:
"Hell yeah! That's it!"
Maybe killing a hundred healthy and breathing knights, greatly armed with enough power that would smoke him, with just the ten undead knights sitting in his inventory.
And that wasn't including his undead wild wolf because that was greatly strong and would definitely put up a fight, not necessarily win but kill a lot of knights.
