Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer

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The Vampire Earl tears the corpse from its shield and swallows it into his mouth.

I chew through one arm.

His body, which was obsessed with the luscious taste, twists.

Zombies carry kilns, but it is also difficult to balance.

Earl Vampire kicks his tongue and turns his gaze towards Lonia.

- Ah, I feel it.

I feel the energy of the living.

There are chunks of fresh meat that I haven't tasted in 50 years.

How many are there?

Hundreds? Thousands? Tens of thousands?

How fresh would meat and blood taste?

How powerful an army will be if we kill them and turn them into dead men?

He's been looking for opportunities for the last 50 years.

From zombie to ghoul, from Ghoul to Durahan, from Durahan to Zombie Road, and vampire, moving only by instinct without self.

I became able to 'think' and 'judge'.

How much I've waited for this moment!

Leading an undead army with powerful magical powers!

A vampire has a noble rank based on his magical power.

You haven't earned your title with the other vampires yet, but you take pride in gaining the Earldom's power.

"Earl? No, it's more than that! ’

Behold your armies! An undead army of 20,000 or more can't be considered vampires of the Marquis's rank!

"Yes, I am not an Earl. I am Vampire Lord, to be king! ’

The Vampire Earl touches the necklace around his neck.

There is a mountain goat's skull larger than a human's skull.

Lord Commander, the skull of Amon! ’

This was the tool that made him the Earl of Vampires.

Vampires that wouldn't have been able to amass magic for 100 years, these skulls have made them in just decades.

I gathered magic to preserve his flesh and make him stronger.

Soon he will be able to walk the king's path beyond the Earl. And this moment was the first step in the royal family that had been prepared for decades.

- I am the Legion, the heir to the God of Death, Judah!

The Vampire Earl opens his hands gracefully and raises a peculiar laugh.

The eye glows red from the skull of Commander King Amon.

Magic power spreads everywhere.

The dead lift their heads, squeaking at the energy of death.

- Dead men!

The Vampire Earl points a chunky finger at Lonia territory.

- Those who have left behind the work of life.

He smiles and shouts.

- Punish him!

At the end of the sentence, the undead make their move.

The army of the dead roars into Ronia's territory.

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It's only been a week since I was in prison.

I thought I'd be free from this, but no one came by after some time.

What's going on? I wish Charlotte had brought us breakfast.

I looked outside for a grip of iron bars.

“Hey, anybody home? At least feed him. I'm starving!”

It was then.

There was a commotion.

“Come on, hurry up · · ·! ”

The soldiers and the lord are approaching.

The lord, with a handsome beard and a chubby figure, has a pale complexion with his soldiers.

They rush forward as if they were being chased by something.

Soldiers use their trembling hands to open the prison door.

“Shit, why isn't it opening?! ”

The soldier shouts.

The Lord and the Crown Prince were in front of me, but I didn't even feel the need to think about it because I was terrified.

“What? What's going on? ”

The lord next to my question was flabbergasted and wiped off the cold sweat.

“Oh, it's nothing. Ha, ha, ha! ”

Nothing. Does it make sense to sweat in the cold? And her eyes are shaking with anxiety.

I frowned and looked at the lord's name through [Siman].

[Name: General Ri Pang (Bird).

Age: 43

Characteristics: multigerm, communication, compassion.]

Aren't you the one who was humiliated by the imperial tax?

It's something like Buddha!

Lord, Gerald taps the soldier on the shoulder.

“Chi, calm down. ”

“Yes? Ah · · · ·. Yes.”

The soldier smiles bitterly and opens the prison door.

The lord would have felt more anxious and felt sorry for Dadok.

The lord tried his best to smile and tell me.

“Mo, I'm here to pick you up. Let's get you out of here. ”

I left the prison and went to the square with the lord.

By your side, hundreds of colonists are on their way to escort soldiers.

I was puzzled by the sudden change of scenery in the territory.

Gerald speaks with command of the soldiers.

“Tell Haman. I will take the Imperial Son. ”

“I understand!”

He pays his respects thoroughly, as if he were a regular soldier, not a prisoner.

The soldier hurriedly ran somewhere.

“Your Highness, let's go. We'll get you to safety.”

“... What's going on? ”

I turned my eyes away.

Soldiers are busy in the streets.

It appears to be evacuating the territory.

On the contrary, I see soldiers running around with equipment.

“... because of the waves of death. ”

The waves of death?

By the way, is it the 25th soon?

It's time for the Undead to be ravaged.

“What's the big deal? I thought the Undead said 3,4,000 at the most. ”

Moreover, they leave their bodies to their instincts without siege weapons.

Virtually nothing dangerous if it's just a wall.

We'll be able to defend ourselves against loose walls and untrained prisoners.

But as opposed to what I thought, Lord Jennard groaned and said.

“Things have been different so far. It starts from a different size."

“... to what degree? ”

“About 20,000. ”

“They come at weekly intervals? ”

“... the number that was reached on that day. It's like they're all moving at once. ”

I've lost my words.

What, it wasn't safe inside the compound?

“Anyway, come with me. Not likely, but if the territory should not be taken, take it to a safe place · ·. ”

“My lord!”

A knight walks up and whispers in Jennard's ear.

“Surround · · · ·. You were beaten?”

“... there are about 3,000 waiting outside the rear door. ”

“... the attack? ”

“It's literally standby. It's like they're waiting to eat the ones that are trying to get out. ”

... What. Is it really that dangerous?

“Hmmm, Your Highness. Let's go back to the mansion. We · · ·. ”

Wh...!

Kwajik-!

At that moment, something flew in and smashed the big house, as if it were Jennard's word.

The brick crumbles and splinters.

Me and Lord Jennard flinch.

At first, I thought it was a big rock.

But it was a meat loaf.

The clumped thing twitches and splits.

The twisted arms and legs stepped on the floor. Lengthen the floor to loosen the clump.

The roaring zombies rise. My eyes flushed and my mouth tingled.

I was so surprised that I opened my eyes and muttered.

“... What, did you throw a zombie? ”

“Huh · · ·. Why is the Undead within the Territory? ”

The Lord himself is a fool.

“Undead!”

I hear screams.

The colonists panic and start to flee.

It's troublesome.

If the current territory is hunted by zombies, more undead will be left inside the territory.

The undead outside seem to be in danger, but even the undead inside can't turn back.

“Brace yourselves! ”

Soldiers gather to face the zombies.

“Now, hold on, everybody's safe here. It's not safe to go anywhere else! Go to the mansion! ”

Lord Jennard yells at the colonists, but those stained with fear do not listen.

Lord Jennard gripped his teeth and told the knight.

“Please. Protect the colonists and escort them to the mansion." ”

“But the Lord's Escort · · ·. ”

“I don't care. Protect the colonists! ”

Jennard raised his voice.

The knight lowers his head and runs to the escaped colonists with some of the soldiers.

“... Rest assured. ”

Gerald draws his sword.

I looked at the lord like that.

“Zombies are strong. They're nothing. ”

Quite believable

“Easily suppress if you use slow movements. ”

Jennard said as if he was trying to reassure me.

Qajik!

- Cool, cool!

Every house breaks down.

As you look inside your house, the undead protrude back and forth through the hole in the ground.

Undead with melted ugly face, body of long dry jewelry, long arms, and nails like a sickle.

Ghouls.

Lord Jennard drops his sword.

A moment ago, my face paled to see where my credibility had gone.

He is once again surprised and picks up his sword and says,

"Oh, rest assured! If you cope well with ghouls...!"

I'm sorry. I've lost faith in you.

I have a forehead.

It reminded me of the energy of death I felt a week ago.

They must have been responsible for the energy I felt while I was working.

I can't believe they're coming to the dungeon!

-Kururu Rook

Ghouls clack their teeth. He looks back and smiles at the soldiers.

It looks like I found some delicious food.

On the contrary, the soldiers stagger like rabbits in front of a ferocious beast.

I closed my eyes.

I guess a week of relaxation was for this.

Goddess Gaia must be dying to roll me over.

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“... Huh? Eh · · ·! ”

Zombies ahead, ghouls behind.

The soldiers hurriedly turn back.

It is because they considered the Ghoul to be more dangerous than the zombies.

A ghoul protrudes out of the house and attacks the soldiers.

You knock the soldier down and put his fingernails up to pierce his shoulder.

“Aah!”

“Kill · · ·! ”

As the soldiers pierce through the ghoul through the spear, another ghoul lunges and bounces them back. I wielded my fingernails at random.

The formation collapses.

“Gather round! Form up! Get the wounded inside! ”

The soldiers react immediately to Lord Jennard's shout.

A regular soldier trained unlike prisoners.

Elite soldiers with ample practicality and training against the Undead.

They set up a shield around Lord Jennard and the Crown Prince.

First squad grabbed the shield and sword, and second squad grabbed the spear.

Lord Jennard brought the wounded and tore his clothes to stop the bleeding.

"Danger!"

Lord Jennard is terrified and trembles.

What should we do? What are we really gonna do?

He was the Lord of the small estate on the side.

It's been two years since I was demoted here, but I've never gotten used to it.

In this situation, I was blinded by how to command the soldiers.

It was fortunate to have an experienced knight around, but shortly after the lack of men to defend the security of the territory and the invading zombies.

It was up to him to conduct now.

‘But · · ·. ’

My hair is white and I don't know what to do.

At that time, the undead make their move.

A zombie grabs the soldier by the shoulder. The Pokémon bites forcefully, using a stronger power than Humans.

“Ahhhh!”

Skin and muscles ripped from my shoulders, and blood rushed out.

“Oh, my God! What · · · ·. What to do · · ·? ”

Jennard's in a hurry.

“Ugh · · · ·. Aah! ”

Injured soldiers whine and groan.

The user raises its shield, forcefully maintaining its ranks.

The scent of 'death’ intensifies the attack on the undead toward the wounded.

He grabs the shield and forcefully rips it out to break the ranks.

A vicious man behind it pierces the undead with a spear, but another zombie grabs the spear and grabs Aussie.

At this point, the soldier with the shield should swing the sword and give another assistant. However, the sword is not lifted by the injured shoulder.

That, the zombies do not miss.

-Keek!

The zombies reach out for the shield.

Four zombies grab one shield at a time.

Soldiers tried to endure it with evil, but it was not enough.

The shield is about to tear apart.

“... [Plague of Weakness.] ”

[Perform extensive blessings.]

The hands of the undead that ripped through the shield melt away.

- Kirik?

A zombie howls behind you.

They look at their hands flying up to their wrists and turn their gaze to the soldier.

A bright light is engraved on the body of a soldier who was dying a moment ago.

The torn shoulder area swelled up and burst once.

This is a refusal reaction caused by forced entry of force into the Magical Power.

For a moment, the muscles grew like tentacles in the recesses. Above it, the arrow rises in a flash.

Is that it?

The other soldiers looked the same.

The bodies of the advanced soldiers are healed and their fatigue disappears.

The shield, sword, and armor you were holding are still bright.

"...!"

The faded mind flashes back.

The soldier who was dying was unable to judge the situation that had happened suddenly.

Ghoul wields his fingernails.

The soldier raises his shield reflectively.

The nail is hit by the shield and bounces off and breaks.

- Chi-Look?

It was the soldier who was embarrassed by it, not the Ghoul.

“Did you stop it? ”