Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer

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After a relaxing time, the peak season came.

We must now prepare for the night and day funeral.

In a frightfully cold, violent cold.

“I'm here to pick you up. ”

The paladins arrived in a month.

I climbed into the wagon wearing a cheap mofo.

I'm so cold! I might get frostbite if I work in this weather.

Good thing you didn't cut off your arm and leg by mistake.

As you pass through the steep forest, you see the nearby village.

The villagers are walking slowly with their luggage.

Among them were Grill and Charlotte.

Charlotte looks at me in the wagon, carrying a load bigger than her body, and says hello.

Hey, you're strong too. He's stronger than me.

I put out my tongue.

The villagers were also fleeing to the territory of Ronia, avoiding the "waves of death."

“How big is the wave of death? ”

It was exaggerated in the book. If there really is a risk, it is difficult for me.

“I don't know. But they keep coming back for about a month or so in time for the ice age. Last year, about 5,000 undead came in a week apart. Most undead of them occurred on December 25, when the Lord Commander died. ”

5,000 · · · ·

“How many people are in the garrison? ”

"There are 20,000 troops in Ronia and prisoners are coming in regularly. There are 2,000 more prisoners coming in. ”

Well, it can't be that dangerous.

I looked at the distant lands.

Unfortunately, it's not as big as I thought it would be. Rather, I was humble.

The wall was built using a wooden wall and stone. It was only 12 meters.

However, to protect the urban area, we are surrounding the territory thoroughly.

It's called the Sacrificial Castle.

This is where the "victims" gather to relieve the "wrath" of the dead.

“I wish I could've made it look like that wall from the Throne X game. ”

With the Holy Father's authority, we can also build a Great Wall to say, "Go away, Emperor Qin."

Of course, even if you build a wall as long as the Great Wall, you can't monitor all of its area. Also, if one area is hit hard, it collapses.

It was wise to gather the ‘living’ and stop the undead.

A month from now.

If you just hold on for a month, the 'death wave’ decreases.

And when spring and summer come, the dead will try to ascend back to the land of command.

in order to preserve the flesh indestructible and to regain its magical power.

“That's a lot of prisoners. ”

A procession of prisoners and slaves tied to ropes in Ronia's territory continues.

They are ‘soldiers’ who will soon stop the 'waves of death’.

They were all convicted felons with extreme sentencing or death sentences at trial.

Murder, rape, robbery, etc. It is perfect for sacrifice.

It's a wise and reasonable way to look at it.

“You must be mistaken! I only stole bread. Never killed him. Faron, he's turned his back on me! ”

One of the prisoners resisted and was beaten by the soldier.

Clearly, there will not be many of them who came in wearing 'false names'.

In fact, thanks to them, the continent will be able to have a peaceful year.

“You don't think I'm fighting on the front lines, do you? ”

I asked about things that might be possible.

The paladin opens his mouth.

“Of course. The front is for prisoners. ”

Oh, thank God.

“And we need to heal the wounded or bury them. There are at least 2,000 or 3,000 casualties every year. ”

That's not a relief.

“What about the priests who will help me? ”

“There are about 80 priests who can be purified. The soldiers will help with the funeral, though. ”

“Heal at least 2,000 people with only 80, cleanse them for the dead? ”

“That's triple what it would be if we combined the undead from the Commander's Land. ”

“... ”

“Some people are overworked, but they'll be fine. ”

Tell me the truth. You're actually an assassin sent by the Holy Father.

The paladins ignored me, although I looked at them with disgruntled eyes.

When I arrived at the territory, I was immediately summoned to the lord.

The lord was a man with a nice beard and a chubby figure.

He's in his mid-40s.

He was deported here to Lonia for stealing some of the taxes for the Imperial Court.

Is that why?

“Ah, welcome! ”

The Lord was gracious to me.

“Here, have some tea. Oh, you must be cold, even with a hot bath. ”

You rub your hands, bending your lower back like a servant, rather than a lord.

The reason he treats me so gently is because he wants to return to his land with the power of the Holy Father's grandson, the Crown Prince.

“... ”

I know you're feeling it right now, but I'm actually in a very high position, right?

I looked at the paladins, thinking of the villagers and ignoring them.

They just stand still.

Look at the nerve of these guys.

“Here, here. We're preparing meals. So... ”

“I'll give you a room. ”

“Yes?”

“I want to rest in my room. And I hope there's someone in my audience. ”

A servant placed refreshments and tea on the table.

I looked at her with a surging smile.

The maid trembled in horror.

The lord gives an embarrassing look. The lord has noticed the paladins.

“Well, that's a problem. ”

A vicious lord would have sent his servant as a scapegoat. However, since the paladin, the watchdog, is dying, we cannot do anything without him.

I like that you're a quick lord. Yeah, no problem. In fact, if a servant comes to my room, I won't be able to do it either.

“What are you misunderstanding? I just want to rest. ”

The lord smiles awkwardly.

“Ha, ha, ha! Really? I'll show you to your room. ”

The lord jumps up and summons his servant.

I looked at the paladin.

The paladin glanced at me between the perforated helmets.

I can feel it frowning.

Okay, watch this. Because I'm still a bitch! So make sure you convince the right people to send assassins. There must be a lot of competitors here.What's the point of caring about me being betrayed?

I want a simple life. I don't want to be a fugitive chased by assassins.

I was escorted to my room.

A servant, not a maid, sticks together and follows you around like a paladin watching.

The room was clean and monotonous.

At least I have a better bed than my hard wooden bed, and a fireplace to keep out the cold.

It was quite satisfying.

I turned my head to look at the servant and the paladin.

The paladin stands as tall as a statue at the door, and the servant watches only my eyes.

He is the grandson of the Holy Father, famous for slapping his servant's cheek. It must have been the story about the wretch before I got here.

The servant who attended the service was restless, wrapped around his cheeks.

“Just get me some clean water. ”

“Water · · · ·. You mean it?”

The servant looks surprised.

“Yes, and · · · · ·. Well, bring the booze. ”

I looked at myself for the paladin.

“Why? What's wrong with a drink? ”

The paladin turns back to work.

Isn't he just a Terminator?

The servant brought a bottle of wine and water.

“Oh, thank you. You can go now. ”

“Oh, I see! ”

The servant quickly closes the door and leaves.

I looked around.

You don't think there are surveillance cameras in this world, do you?

Just in case, there was no physical strength, magic, Mana, etc.

I threw all the booze in the bottle in the bathroom.

The bottle was filled with water and filled with holy power.

“At this rate, it must be Guarosa. ”

Thousands of people, only 80, and you want me to perform a purification ritual? Are you crazy?

The priests of this world are of the highest rank. But you're just a slave!

“Let's just make some blood potions. ”

There are no energy drinks like OrxC or Boxs in the world.

I'd rather make it myself.

You may be tired from making Holy Water, but it is excellent for restoring a tired body later.

“And I need to see this. ”

I pulled the Necromancer Grimoire out of the air.

“Skills and item windows are the same structure as games, so it's good. ”

The problem is that skills are poor and the item window is limited.

I opened the Necromancer book.

Commandments in this world summon the dead in return for ‘Magical Power’ and ‘Life Time’.

That's why Necromancers have more overwhelming skills in 'Magical Control’ than any other wizard.

It is far from ‘lifetime’ for me with game traits, but on the contrary, it has not become sexual control.

Didn't he give you his blessing automatically the last time?

What I need now is items that restore or greatly increase my inadequacy.

We also need precise controls to control sexual activity.

“It says, 'Put your magic in the water and control it.' ”

Especially `breath`, which breathes out, is the connection of the soul.

Breath-controlled magic injections truly lead to the best magical control.

“But this is about the Necromancer. Does that include priests? ”

I put the water in a bottle and breathed into it.

A message of blessing was made in my mind.

Unlike when I felt anemia for the first time, this time I feel okay.

“It's worth a month's training. ”

Obviously, the Necromancer's magical control is overwhelming.

Unlike the sheer force of the clergy.

The Necromancer is one of the hardest things to do for a year if you don't know how to control your magic.

Necromancer, the ultimate profession! It's a career that uses magic as collateral for life.

I nodded, looking at the Necromancer book of enchantments.

Excellent. We'll use it and sell it later. It's gonna be a lot of money.

You've made great efforts to increase your vigor to survive the zombie wave incident.

I prayed or gathered my strength with only a rat's tail.

I secretly summoned the dead in the forest to try to increase the population.

Just in case.

The problem was that, unlike that effort, he was destined to die of hyperrosis.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get. How am I supposed to bury thousands of people?

“No.”

I shook my head as the bear thought.

You don't have to try everything. This is not my jurisdiction.

Just say, "Oops! I'm exhausted! '· · ·. You can do it.

You don't even need to volunteer for this life if you're planning a common scheme.

I can't believe there's a better way!

“Good. You just have to pretend you're working hard. ”

Then he will take care of the paladin.

Who am I? Aren't shells the grandchildren of the Holy Father?

Playing trickster doesn't force the opposing Pokémon to work.

“Still · · ·. ”

Let's make a potion out of blood just in case.

This world is fantastic. I liked making insurance because I didn't know what was going to happen.

I turned my gaze to the side while making the Holy Water.

I've been worried about something for a while now.

It · · · ·.

“That's a gun. ”

It's the Musket Rifle in the closet.