Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer

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Bang!

Morian's head hits a hard rock. Teeth fall out and the nose bone breaks.

The girl swoops her kitchen knife down towards Morian's neck.

My skin split with a cool feel.

A little blood rises from between your neck and the edge of your blade.

As a Morian who studied anatomy, he knew that if he resisted anything, his artery would be severed.

I was oppressed without being afraid.

The prince looks at the girl with a surprised look and approaches Morian.

“Oh, fuck, you scared the dog. ”

The prince looks down at Morian.

Morian glances at the girl and the prince alternately with his shaking eyes.

Both eyes are cold.

Morian looks away.

I see the villagers around me.

Knowing that you are a Necromancer makes you cold with the look of murder.

It would be an abomination to turn the town upside down.

The villagers were more afraid than the girl and the prince.

Morian grips his teeth. I've been captured. At this rate, I'll die myself!

“Sa, help me. ”

The villagers will not spare their lives. He's the one who killed precious people.

I had to ask the Crown Prince to live in this situation.

“Help me with what? Who tried to kill me? Tortured and burned, but not cold. ”

The prince gestured lightly.

The girl crushes Morian's head even more as she protects the Crown Prince.

I think I'm going to break my skull under pressure.

Oh, my God, who is she? What a monstrous power!

Morian has not come to his senses.

The opposing Pokémon has no intention of seeing themselves.

I'm sure they'll report it to the Holy See. Someone dares assassinate the Holy Father's grandson.

When I thought about it, Morian was in a hurry.

“Let me go. ”

“For what? I've worked my ass off, but I can't do that. ”

“Release me and I'll teach you. Who told you to kill yourself. Aren't you curious?”

“Kill?”

The prince looks surprised.

Well, the Holy Father's heir has crossed over. We can see that we are already abandoned.

It must be amazing that such a man was the target of an assassination.

Morian was hopeful as he saw the changes in the prince's expression.

If you do well, you'll be able to seduce this foolish prince and set him free.

He would, too. He had already fallen for his temptation once.

“Well, yeah. Seduce you into committing suicide · · ·. ”

“Isn't that suicide? ”

The prince looks ridiculous. But it was just awkward, and I didn't think I'd be willing to let her go.

No. I can't convince him with this. A little more irritating!

“You liked me. I will be your slave. · · Feel free to use your body if you want. · · ”

A boy during puberty who will react to the temptation of a healthy, slender beauty.

“I don't want to put on weight with a 60-year-old grandmother. ”

Morian bites his lower lip. Well, you're an old man now. You can't seduce me like this.

Yeah, then!

“I won't say anything. I won't tell you the magic you used! ”

He summoned a zombie.

I don't know what happened, but if the Holy Father's grandson is known to have used a command to summon zombies, the Crown Prince and even the Holy Spirit will be in trouble!

If you use this to convince him...

“Oh, right. Bitch, you see? ”

The prince's eyes became cold.

Something's wrong. I still have to take back what I just said.

Morian tries to open his mouth in a hurry, and a shovel sticks out of her mouth.

Morian looks at the prince with shaken eyes.

“You'd better respond to what I'm asking right now. Blink if you know. ”

Morian blinks.

“Half a year ago, hanging from a tree, that was you? ”

I blinked.

She lures the prince into the forest. I showed the villagers that I was avoiding the Crown Prince intentionally, but secretly sent a glance to the Crown Prince.

Then the prince followed him.

Morian, the emperor who came alone into the forest, used a zombie to subdue him and hanged himself as if he had killed himself.

In case you haven't noticed, he even checked his heart isn't beating.

He left the throne on account of certain death, but somehow the prince came back to life.

The paladins guarded the monastery for a month in order to protect the Crown Prince, knowing he had attempted suicide.

Fortunately, Morian was not even questioned because he lost his memory.

The paladins disappeared again and waited two more months to avoid doubts.

And the result is as follows:

The prince sighed for some reason.

“Oh, right. Great!”

I have a bright voice for some reason.

The prince said, "Have you heard? ’I looked at the villagers. Then I asked Morian again.

“Next question. The one who tried to kill me. Do you know exactly who it is? ”

Morian stands still, his eyes wide open.

I don't know exactly. But he could talk about his own organization.

The prince raises his shovel as if reading her thoughts.

“Then what did you tell them? ”

Morian said as soon as his mouth became free.

“The organization I belong to. ”

“What is that? ”

“The Black Cult. That's where they ordered the death of the Holy Father's seventh grandson. ”

The answer is too refreshing. Rather suspicious.

“My mouth is too light. I can't believe it. ”

“It's better to speak lightly than to be tortured by the Holy See. ”

The "Inquisitor of Ethan" of the Holy See was truly evil.

They are not small, but they are powered by the Empire.

They know more about the human body than the Necromancer who deals with death.

I know how to inflict maximum pain without dying, and how to inflict maximum stress without breakdown.

It is a brutal torture technique in which 99 out of 100 people confess.

They will torture until they get the information they want, and then they will do a full human experiment until their lives are over.

Demons worse than Necromancers.

These are contradictory beings as priests who believe heavily in God.

“Is that all you're asking me to do? ”

“Let me go. Please, I'm begging you. As soon as we're safe, I'll give you information about the Black Pantheon. I'll report who tried to kill you. ”

“Who would believe that? ”

You must be lying.

That's what the prince thought.

“You can sign a contract of the soul if you want. You don't want the others to know about your magic! ”

Contract of the Soul.

A contract for the souls of the Necromancers.

If you make a promise with a certain lifetime and break it, even your soul is torn apart.

Morian, a wrinkly old man, cries out.

The prince nods at Morian sympathy.

“Obviously, once that gets out, I'm in trouble, too. ”

“Him, right? The paladins will be here soon, noticing something strange. ”

I don't know anything else, but I'd rather kill myself than be caught by them.

“Release me before they come. If you take them to the Inquisitor, they will also learn about your magic. ”

“That's why I think it's dangerous to keep you alive. I'm sorry. Just die. ”

Morian's expression stiffens.

The prince smiled. The tip of the mouth rises.

It was not the smile of a devout priest worshipping God. A cowardly, ugly devil's smile.

He had no intention of saving himself in the first place.

“Son of a bitch! You too, commander! ”

Before Morian speaks, the shovel strikes her again.

Blood splattered from the head. The prince looks down at Morian, unconscious.

“Your judgment will be with the villagers, not me. ”

The prince stepped aside.

The girl also released the pressure on Morian.

The villagers are approaching around Morian.

Morian looks at them, his face turning blue.

“Save, save, save! ”

She is dragged away with a muzzle in her mouth.

When I arrived at the monastery, the villagers learned of her misdeeds.

The angry villagers beat her with stones. You force her ragged body to hang from the depths of the mountain and leave her hanging.

A passing hungry beast shreds her corpse.

Three days later, she was a zombie.

I'm hanging by my neck.

“To be honest, I wanted to make a mess with my hands, but · · ·. ”

The prince stared at the Morian.

“I don't want to kill. ”

"You can't get my hands dirty. `Against the murmuring prince, Morian cries out in haste.

She must have decades or hundreds of years without the purification ceremony of the clergy.

The Necromancer's last use of commandery.

“Too bad. I wanted to know what the Black Pantheon was like. ”

It would have been nice to be able to talk to the soul like a Necromancer, but unfortunately there was no such detail.

Well, after all, it's the Crown Prince.

Distribution has reduced my influence as a successor to the Holy Father.

But they still think it's dangerous, so they moved to rule it out.

Then there are some who can think.

For example · · ·.

“Brothers.”

Brothers of the Holy Father who can ascend the throne. Maybe they're after him.

“That's harsh. I can't believe something like this is happening directly to a power struggle." ”

The prince shook his tongue and shook his head.

The zombie corpse in the cave has been moved to the monastery cemetery. There was a funeral.

The villagers wept and mourned again.

The prince gave them a proper burial.

With this, the plague disappears gradually in a village near the Monastery.

In addition, winter came after the fall.

The 'dead’ in the land of the commander became more powerful by drawing their magic together, and the body became more powerful without rotting.

It was time for the dead to awaken their instincts, the "waves of death" were coming.

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Charlotte was curious about the man named the Crown Prince.

When you subdue the hordes of zombies, and during the funeral, you watch the prince from a distance to the end.

She heard about the prince.

While she was unconscious, the prince moved her parents' bodies and gave them a proper burial.

She stared at the prince who was burying all night without rest.

When everyone was tired, he moved relentlessly.

I prayed diligently to comfort the dead.

Looking at him, I felt frustrated in my heart.

A savior who saved his life. He was also the Savior who gave Mother and Father's funeral.

“Who is the prince? ”

Charlotte's questions were answered by her sisters and mistresses.

Bastard, scum, incompetent scum. The idiot who killed himself trying to seduce a woman.

I heard all sorts of accusations.

Charlotte frowns.

It was different from what he wanted to know.

Charlotte stared at those women.

“Well, it felt different three months ago. ”

“Even when my father died, he gave me a proper burial. ”

“Yes, you saved us this time. ”

They were grateful to the Crown Prince. And he seemed to be relying on it.

Charlotte recalls when she raised the prince in the cave.

“He was small and young. ”

He was small and light in build.

It was a face that was more immature than itself.

You face the big bear with such a small body. I tried my best to save the woman who was wounded and kidnapped, so that her small body would become a mess.

‘That's very kind of you. ’

The prince wanted to save a Morian woman without even knowing she was a Necromancer.

‘She was a piece of shit. ’

And the woman who deceived the prince sought the prince's life on the contrary.

The Crown Prince was so worried that he went to save the woman who had kicked him out, but a woman named Morian betrayed him and broke his heart.

A woman named Morian comes at you with a piece of glass to kill the prince.

Charlotte stopped it.

It was impulsive.

When I woke up, I jumped up high, grabbed the woman's hair, and slammed it to the ground.

I almost cut myself pointing a knife at my neck.

It was a surprising move.

Was my body this light?

Charlotte feels confused by her transformed body.

The woman was a Necromancer.

She spoke with the prince.

I didn't know what I was talking about. But the woman dared to kill the prince. That's how many people died in the village.

The prince did not forgive her for that.

She is dragged away, stoned, and strangled alive in the woods.

It was a terrible end.

The case is closed.

Charlotte and the villagers helped the prince in the monastery to bury him.

At some point, Grill, a farmer, talks to Charlotte.

“Charlotte, would you mind staying at my house? ”

Grill asks Charlotte to talk with an awkward smile.

Charlotte nods and looks at the far prince.

“Is there anyone who can help you? ”

“The Prince? What · · · · · ·. Oh, the cemetery? ”

Charlotte shakes her head.

It's not just the cemetery, it's the monastery management, cleaning, and many other things.

It's a harsh environment for that young prince to live alone. Shouldn't someone at least help?

“You want to work as a maid. ”

Charlotte nods.

Grill looks troubled.

“But the paladins told me not to stand by him. Reason · · ·. ”

It's ruined. It's a rite of passage to heal that personality.

They were paladins who said they were cheerful rather than reflecting when they were on the market.

“There is one way. Maybe it's okay to go in as a nun. ”

“A nun?”

“It's a monastery. If you say it's for the study of faith, the paladins might take care of it, too. ”

Charlotte nods.

The next day, she found the monastery.

The prince was in the library.

I've been going through the books I found in the Necromancer cave.

“What's so complicated? This is why I had to become a Warrior. Or a bully tank. Dealer Lane would've liked it, too, 'cause it's his job in the synagogue, so he'd just be killed. If I don't have a shield to protect, I'm just gonna rob the dog. Quick skill proficiency · · ·. ”

Shields?

What do you think it means?

And you're gonna get yourself killed?

“I need to improve my skill level. I'm also collecting stamina, so I can get the right amount. · · · ”

Charlotte approaches the Emperor.

Whether he felt popular, he was flawed and hid the book in secret.

Charlotte tilts her head and looks at the prince.

He was frowning.

“What? Why are you here? I won't be having a funeral today. Let's take a day off. ”

“I want to repay my debt. ”

“What debt? ”

Oh, you brought it up wrong. The word debt was not appropriate.

I should have said grace.

Charlotte regretted it and tried to open her mouth again.

“Are you talking about work then? ”

The prince looked surprised. Then, for some reason, I stepped back and reached for the shovel.

Why is he acting like that?

Ah, maybe there's still work to be done.

“Forget about the old days. ”

As expected, the prince was a kind man.

Forget about grace. Can't you?

He saved my life and gave my parents comfort.

“I want to be in the audience. ”

“What?"

“And · · · ·. ”

Charlotte recalls the word "shield."

Then the prince was betrayed. Necromancer also uttered the word 'assassination’ towards him.

Someone is trying to kill this little prince.

Between you and me, there's gotta be some kind of joke.

He couldn't have been called a wretch like this.

Charlotte looked at the library.

[Imperial Sword]

[Imperial Self-Defense and Formula]

[How paladins operate and control their performance]

There are several books.

Shields · · ·.

He was looking for you.

Something to protect itself.

But if he asks for it, he'll say no.

It's that dangerous.

The Necromancer who tried to kill himself got angry at the villagers for drawing them in, and had the compassion to make them take their vengeance and revenge.

So...

“As a nun, I want to serve here. ”

We have to protect him.

To do that, let's disguise ourselves as nuns. Study your faith as a nun and train him to protect him.

There's no way a little girl can protect the Crown Prince, but let's try.

There must also be a way to become a paladin by training your sword as a nun.

Maybe it's too late for your age, but let's work on it.

It will be a chance to repay the favor by keeping the prince without a shield.