Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer

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I howled and read the grimoire.

“I never thought you'd send the paladins to summon me. ”

I heard it was to investigate the work of catching the Earl of Vampires.

That doesn't mean you can't tell the truth. As far as I'm concerned, and a little bit of lying around.

“You're working hard on magic. ”

Haman bites next to Charlotte, who is asleep leaning against the wall of the wagon.

“Huh? Oh, it was fun to try. ”

While there was something to nurture to survive, the magic of this world was truly interesting.

It became a hobby because the achievement of learning magic was quite different.

“... isn't it hard? ”

“Just like that.”

I hand over a thick grimoire, roughly speaking.

I looked at Haman.

It's a meaningful look.

You hear a knock outside the wagon.

I opened the window door and a paladin bowed his head.

“We have arrived at Lawrence, the capital of the Holy See. ”

At that point, I opened the carriage door and pushed my torso out.

“Whoa · · ·! ”

I was amazed.

I thought of a dense, dense city in the Middle Ages because it was the capital of a religious state.

But no.

In the Middle Ages, an untouchable spectacular city was opened.

It is surrounded by small and large villages. Beyond that, a 20-meter outer wall surrounded the entire capital.

Even though it was a high wall, there was a statue on the hill, and on the other side, there was a palace with a sharp projection from the Holy See.

Magnificent and beautiful architecture.

It is a city in a fantasy world where too much magic exists.

The Sacred Place of Faith, Lawrence.

This body was born, and it was also a center of faith where the brothers of the Patriarch were born.

“... I'm nervous. ”

In my words, Haman smiled bitterly.

The great outer door was open so that the traveller and the people could comfortably return.

A huge iron gate approaching 15 metres, and a well-groomed marble.

Numerous travellers and territory stared at the wagon.

“Isn't there a welcome ceremony? ”

Usually, in a novel, people come out and shout for joy with splashes of pollen.

I was expecting a rather hectic welcome ceremony, but I didn't even know who I was in the wagon.

In my words, Haman clears his throat and gives an embarrassing look.

“The Holy Father hates false things. ”

“Are you that hated? ”

I'm glad you didn't nag me as soon as I met you.

I looked at the streets of the village.

It's a clean street.

There are kids running around in the market and territories selling or buying things with bright expressions.

Those who look like mercenaries burst into laughter and shoulders. I am impressed that those who look like paladins patrol with spears and shields.

Even though I felt something from Haman, it seems that the Holy Father Celt Olfalls is a holy man who knows how to count his people.

“Not bad. ”

Haman looked at me.

I smiled and nodded.

“I'm glad you have so much to see. ”

“Is that so?”

Haman also gave a pleasant voice.

I didn't think I'd be feeling touristy in my home country or my hometown.

How do I look at the street right now?

Maybe he looks like an immature child.

My feelings were so full of anticipation and excitement.

I feel like I'm travelling in a small world.

But that feeling was a moment.

“...! ”

I grabbed her nose reflectively.

My stomach growls with a twisted stench.

An unpleasantness erupted.

Haman stepped away from the window and tapped his back as I approached him.

“Are you okay? Are you feeling unwell? · ·? ”

“... let me ask you a question. Haman.”

“Yes?”

Haman tilts his head curiously, and I stumble at his tail.

“Hemp, in the capital city of the Holy See. · · · Is there an undead? ”

Haman's expression hardened in my words.

* *

The march stops and I get out of the wagon.

Charlotte and Haman who woke up followed me.

“Yalua Fruit! Just 5 Bronze!”

“Hey, lady! I'll sell this for cheap. Saga!”

“Haha, yes, it worked! I confessed, and she accepted! ”

Vibrant market streets.

A place full of laughter I walked silently.

Haman, Charlotte, and the paladins came to me noticing.

“What are you · · ·? ”

Haman speaks carefully, but I don't care.

I couldn't stop feeling ominous.

I walked down an unpopular street in a lively marketplace.

Linens and laundry line the narrow alleyways.

Darkens the surrounding area even during daylight hours.

It's dark and quiet.

It feels so different from the active market streets.

I stopped walking. And I looked straight ahead.

“... What's that? ”

There is a beautiful woman.

The woman looks dazzled, but closes her eyes and shed tears.

And around the 'decapitated neck’ was a gorgeous rose wrapped.

I looked up at the rose on the floor and the woman's head.

What is presumed to be her body hangs on the clothesline.

The thirsty body, as if all the blood had escaped from its body, was writhing like a mummy and being blown away by the wind.

“What the heck! ”

Haman yells in surprise.

Charlotte looks away.

The paladins that followed also opened their mouths with their faces stiffened.

The silence flows as everyone is unable to escape the shock.

The first thing I opened was a woman's headache.

- Queek!

Open your eyes and roll your eyes. He stares at me and the paladins and screams.

The headless head closes its mouth and repeats.

Zombies that only survive headaches.

I put my hands on that woman's head and gave her strength.

My head melts.

Ashes and only skulls remain.

I rolled my eyes.

It still stinks.

The creature that killed this woman and made her into a zombie is near!

I ran down an alleyway.

“Your Highness!”

Summon shovel to grip.

I went out on the street.

I see someone's back in the crowd.

A man in his mid-30s with red hair.

He turns his head in horror as he walks through the crowd.

Then I opened my mouth.

- He's got a tail.

At that moment, the smell fades, and the smell of death vanishes like a lie.

The image of the man also disappeared from the crowd.

I let go of the shovel holding it like it was possessed by a ghost.

“Ahh · · ·. We're screwed.”

I came here to learn a magic, but I think I'm involved in something strange.

* *

The paladins are encamped.

A group of people in the street whispered.

“Another murder? ”

“Didn't it happen the other day? ”

“What the hell are the guards doing...”

I got in the wagon and watched him.

“Don't worry. The paladins will investigate and take care of it. ”

The wagon has left.

Haman looks at me and says with a worried look.

“You look shocked. ”

I turned my head to that word.

The mirror on the door of the wagon gives you a glimpse.

Shock? It's pretty big.

But not because he witnessed the murder.

I've seen hundreds or thousands of zombies and blown their heads off.

Thanks to the necromancer's nature, one of the criticisms is strong.

However, if there is a problem · ·.

I wrapped my head.

“... I feel the energy of Nogada. ”

“...? ”

Charlotte, who was next to you, looks curious.

The wagon has arrived at the Imperial Palace.

The castle gate opens and the wagon enters.

Lots of maids and servants come out and bow their heads in rows.

When I got out of the wagon, Haman spoke to the Grand Chamberlain.

“The prince is tired. I will guide you to your chamber and guide you directly to His Holiness. ”

The Grand Chamberlain first assigned Charlotte a separate room. Haman must have gone to see the Holy Father.

I was also being led to a room to stay in the Imperial Palace.

Walking through the magnificent imperial palace, I had all sorts of complex ideas.

The head I saw in the alleyway and the flesh.

Dark magic, the stench of death.

They're all familiar.

I've smelled it in Lonia.

Beyond the ordinary ghost.

Vampires.

That bloodsucking smell has been smeared in the capital city of the Holy See.

“We're screwed. We're really screwed! ”

Oh, my God! There are vampires in the capital of the Holy See, where the Gaia statue stands!

Is Gaia's love and compassion working for them?

What a pity to embrace in pairs!

“Let's run.”

should bounce.

You can't go through the hardships you went through here in Lonia.

No matter how coveted the knowledge of magic was, my life was at stake.

I called the maid.

“Yes, yep! ”

The maid must be very nervous.

Still, the story of the Seven Imperial Patriarchs who stole the maid must still be floating in the Imperial Palace.

It was natural for those who guided me to be afraid.

“Do you know where the library is? ”

You should take and run an expensive grimoire even if it's fried.

I wanted to meet Archbishop Raphael, but then there would be no place to run.

I didn't take the guidance of the maids.

I remember what they said and headed to the Imperial Library.

I have some money, so I'll just get a grimoire and get a horse and carriage from the city.

We'll be able to avoid the escorts who follow us while we watch the streets.

It's Charlotte. I have Haman, so I'll treat her and return her well.

I thought about it, and I looked around with a blank expression.

“... I'm lost. ”

The Imperial Palace was wider than I thought. There were also complicated paths.

I was in the Garden of the Imperial Palace.

There was a statue of a small carved woman standing prominently between a well-preserved tree and flowers.

He stroked the heads of the two boys who looked like sons with a compassionate smile.

“I don't think it's Goddess Gaia. ”

It was different from the magnificent statue that had been built in the urban plaza.

I read the engraved letters beneath the statue.

“Ulicia?”

Was he in the Imperial Court?

As if she died five years ago, the date she was born and the date she ended her life is engraved.

“Oww, my back. Ehhh! I left it to the underlings and they didn't even do their job properly. I have to cut off all my hair and hang it on the gate. ”

I turned my eyes away.

"I was expecting new recruits. People's tax payers are so lazy. ”

An old man climbs up the ladder and takes care of the landscape with a battery scissors.

He steps down the ladder and taps his waist.

And when he found me, he was shocked and his face hardened.

Perfect timing.

Ask the old man for directions.

“Oh, excuse me. I want to ask for directions. ”

“Say hello when you get here. You bastard!”

The old man shouts.

I stared at him dazed, startled.

“And also, excuse me for a moment? Where is he? Oh, get that for me. ”

The old man pointed to me.

There is a bucket filled with hoes and dirt.

“What are you doing? Aren't you going to bring it? ”

I was ridiculous.

Seven. How many people would give such an order to the Emperor?

Thinking about it, I looked at my outfit.

It's the same shabby traveler outfit you wore in the monastery.

Haman gave me a gorgeous outfit, but I didn't wear it.

Do you think he sees me and thinks I'm the new gardener?

“Come on, don't bring it! ”

I've had my fill.

As he comes back with the bucket and hoe, the old man rolls up his sleeves, sits wrinkled, gardening.

Seeing that, I felt strange.

This old man is strangely familiar.

Does my body know who I am?

The old man scrapes his hands as if he were done gardening.

It didn't take long to finish.

“Phew · · ·. ”

White breath flows out.

The hand of an old man who has worked hard for a long time is crude.

He wipes the dirt from his hands.

When the clean work clothes became dirty, I took out a handkerchief and washed the old man's hands.

“Are you alone here? How to manage a large garden by yourself · · ·. ”

I was awkward and imitated the prince's speech. I paid attention to my speech as the place was a place, but it was also not a useful speech for me.

I looked at the old man with my tongue.

No matter how clean the Catholic Church is, there must be a sudden urge.

Seeing the old man rolling by himself, the gardener in charge here didn't seem very nice either.

I heard there are new hires, and the reason they're not here is to leave the job to this old man and start a business.

The old man looks surprised.

He stared at me for a while and opened his mouth.

“I guess it's true you lost your memory. ”

That said, I looked at the old man.

“Not enough to change your personality and not even recognize your grandfather. ”

That said, I was flabbergasted and used Siman.

[Name: Celt Olfalls. (Holy Scripture)

Age: 105

Characteristics: crushing, crushing, vast sexual strength, stunning, overwhelming monstrous flesh.

+ Ouch! I had to farm my children properly, phew · ·.]

Fifty years ago, the great hero who killed Commander King Amon and the supreme ruler of the Holy See.

And my grandfather, Celt Olfalls, was right in front of me.