Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer

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A girl with blond hair and blue eyes.

Her question preceded me with curiosity.

They don't recognize me. I think I've just been assigned here.

I looked at the book she was reading.

[Healing, and impossible miracles, resurrection.]

I've seen this material a lot.

It's written by Raphael Astoria.

My granddaughter is amazing.

Studying until late at night.Plus, it's a fairly high level grimoire.

You mean Rafael's granddaughter is high enough to read this kind of grimoire.

“Grandpa seems to have a good granddaughter. ”

I approached the girl saying so.

She retreats, startled.

It was a vigilant step back.

It is rude to do this to the Crown Prince.

After realizing it, I later bowed my head and acted respectfully.

I looked at the grimoire with a bitter smile.

[Resurrection].

This material is really interesting.

I looked at the maid.

“Oh, you're interrupting. ”

“No, I was just going to clean up and leave. ”

The servant bows her head.

Seeing her body facing towards the entrance, I think she has a strong tendency to avoid me.

Well, I have a history of stealing the souls of noblemen, not maids. It's cautious enough.

“Okay, get some rest. ”

I sat down with my hands shaken. And I looked through the book.

Interesting material. It's not necromancer magic, but resurrection through the use of sexual power.

“It's resurrection. I don't think it's impossible. ”

“... impossible. ”

I looked at the maid.

The maid who was about to leave the door stopped and looked back.

The servant's head bows in horror.

“Forgive my rudeness. ”

“Why?”

“Yes?”

The maid, Elise, raises her head, dumbfounded.

I pressed my finger against the page of the book and said,

“Why?”

“... because no matter the life-giving power, you can revive the flesh, but you can't catch souls that have already departed from the body. It's impossible even if Gaia does miracles. ”

“What if I could capture the soul? ”

“It is impossible for a priest with a sacred record. If anything, it's a commando of a contradictory nature. ”

“What if you have two qualities? ”

“Impossible. That's a contradiction. If you apply both sexual and magical powers at the same time, your body will explode and perish. There won't be any souls left. ”

An unblocked answer.

“Well, I don't think that's impossible. It's called" resurrection. "”

Elise frowned at my words.

I handed over the grimoire. Then I muttered to myself.

“What better sex control? ”

“It will be a prayer to God. ”

“Other than prayer? ”

“Magicians and spells and priests deal with the power of nature in return for their power, their prayers and their black magic. If you're looking for something other than prayer, you have a magic tool. ”

If you have any questions, ask yourself.

“Magic can't be done without preparation. ”

“It is possible. Spells and prayers are meant to align the arrangement based on images in your head. Training can be omitted, but it is not efficient in gathering vast amounts of energy and leveraging low usage. However · · · ·. ”

Elise, who was far away from my question, explained further.

“... if you have the power to endure everything, you will be able to deal with the power of nature by omitting it all. ”

That's a very satisfactory answer.

Time flies.

The Lantern's light goes out one day and the morning light shines on the window.

I howled and rubbed my sleepy eyes, but she wasn't in the library.

I felt sorry for nothing.

It was because I thought that I might have held the maid who was trying to rest all night.

“... Let's get this over with. ”

I got up from my seat with the grimoire covered.

It was Haman who opened the library door.

He looked at me with an embarrassing look.

“There's a banquet next week. Are you ready?”

It turns out the Holy Father is preparing a banquet.

He invites Lord Jennard and Grill from the North, and Charlotte also attends the banquet.

“Can we skip the bother? ”

“The Crown Prince needs to be acknowledged for his work. ”

I've tasted better.

This is going to be even more annoying.

“And · · · ·. Were you with Elise just now? ”

“Huh? Oh, yeah. Wow, she's amazing. You have a lot of magic knowledge! The question I've been wondering is gone. ”

It feels like it's been blocked.

Haman opens his mouth carefully, looking at me like that.

“Nothing happened? ”

“What? You think I'm gonna attack her? What do you see me as? ”

Haman, time you and I spent together · · ·. It's not much, but it's life and death.

Are you doubting me?

I was about to say that with my tongue out.

“Already · · · once ·. I did.”

“... what? ”

“I was going to attack. Elise Astoria.She is the granddaughter of Raphael, one of the five archbishops the Crown Prince stopped trying to kill. ”

That made my head go white.

* *

Elise, who was walking in the halls of the imperial palace, remembers the appearance of the Crown Prince.

“The Crown Prince · · · · · · · 7 The Crown Prince? Allen Olfalls?"

She frowns. Then I shook my head.

“No.”

It's true, but it feels different.

It's like a strange sensation with two properties mixed together.

I heard he lost his memory after the suicide and even changed his personality.

But it was strange that even the 'temper’ had changed.

She was terrified when she first saw the Seven.

But it was too much to worry about.

He quietly sat down to read the book and asked as if to ask a question.

Elise gave me an answer.

Every time I try to leave, it repeats.

She unravels the contents of the pod in case it gets caught.

At first, I was scared. I thought I'd just make a crack.

But as time went by, the level of questions he was asking became higher.

That was quite interesting.

I didn't even know time was running out.

The thing in front of me is clearly hurting myself, but inside it's like something else.

I found myself looking at the Crown Prince and expecting to ask him some questions.

God · · · ·. No matter how curious and covetous a human being might be, I can't believe you're observing a man who's trying to rob himself!

It's crazy. She thinks she's crazy.

“There you are.”

Elise looks up.

1In front of the room where the prince is staying, his grandfather, Rafael Astoria, stood.

“I went to my room, and I couldn't find it. Where have you been all this time? ”

Elise smiled and said to his grandfather, asking for a worried face.

“I was studying in the library. ”

Raphael looks pleased.

“You're too curious to resemble me. I'm afraid I'm going to hurt you. And beware, the Seven are coming. Try not to run into him. ”

Elise flinches.

I spent the night with the seven princes because I was too curious.

What kind of misunderstanding would he have if he found out about this?

We may take the ranch back to the Crown Prince.

Elise showed a clear smile.

“Don't worry. I'm growing up to be a strong child thanks to my mother who gave me a healthy birth. ”

“Oh, my granddaughter! ”

Raphael lovingly embraced such a granddaughter.

Elise smiled like a merciful goddess and stroked his head.

“Are you okay with that?”

Raphael looks worried.

Her granddaughter is being praised for being a genius, but what she's trying to do now is too heavy for her.

“Yes, I'm fine. ”

Raphael handed over the Bird Beak Mask and the Medical Robe.

“Don't overdo it. Then let's go inside.”

Elise looks at the visit with the First Crown Prince, wearing a bird's beak mask and wearing a robe.

Knock.

Open the door and enter.

On the bed is the one who suffers.

A rotting flesh. I couldn't take the pain, so I jumped on the bed.

The therapists in the first bird-beak masks tie up his limbs and suppress him.

Healing magic was used.

Next to him, Elise also assisted.

I looked at First Prince Luan through the transparent glass tube in the mask.

Cool sweat flows.

I rushed to conserve the rotting flesh again.

I try to control it with my heart, in case it goes towards the cursed heart.

She was praised as "a genius," "a noble genius," or "a girl who may be a saint."

But in front of First Prince Luan, she was just an incompetent healer.

It was only after seven hours that the treatment stopped.

The healers leave the door open.

They take off their birdsucking masks and all make void faces.

I sat down or put my forehead down. Or sigh frustratingly.

Elise was no different from them.

She gives a hollow look in the mask.

“Elise.”

Archbishop Raphael has taken off his mask.

He's sweaty, too.

His gaze turned toward Elise as he was unresponsive.

She's still wearing a mask, and she's standing still.

It happens every time, but it's a big shock.

“... don't blame yourself. This is impossible. ”

Elise flinches.

“Impossible · · ·. ”

Seeing her spilling her tail, Raphael realizes that she made a mistake.

She wanted to save the First Prince more than anyone.

Hitting a patient who was dying in front of her was not something he could do as a grandfather.

“... you must be very tired. Rest well. I'll tell the Wasteland well. ”

She nods.

You stumble down the hallway. Then he turns around the corner, and his legs sink down.

‘I couldn't cure it. · · ’

She takes off her mask.

Blonde hair dripping wet.

She looks desperate.

‘Why · · ·? Why am I · · · with Guia's Fragment? ’

She knows she's a saint.

I know it's still growing, and I know I'll have more power in the future.

However, even if it grows, I don't think I can treat Prince Luan.

‘If I go this way.' ’

The first one dies.

Not only will you die, but you will become an undead.

Not possible.

That's right, just like Grandpa said.

Magic in the heart means you can't break the curse unless you're dead.

- Revival. I don't think that's gonna be possible.

Elise recalls the voice of the Seven.

[Resurrection].

It is a miracle that will appear in mythology.

Even the providence of nature was an impossible area.

If that were the case, it would be possible to treat the First Prince.

She puts all of her knowledge into her head.

I thought about it, but I lost my expectation.

That's not funny.

I wish for such a miracle by saying that I am impossible.

In the end, there was nothing she could do.

She wraps her head in frustration.

* *

“Are you sure this is everything? ”

I looked at Haman's report.

Haman has a relationship with the work of the Seven Imperial Patriarchs seen in the Imperial Palace.

When I first asked him at the monastery, Haman didn't even mention Elise.

When asked why, it is called 'keeping it safe’.

However, we know about the robbery of the Seven Crown Prince's maids in the villages around the Commander's Land.

Whose granddaughter was even kidnapped by the people · ·! If there is a rumor, it will be difficult.

“Yes, that's right. That's all.”

Haman says that while avoiding his gaze.

“... strange. I don't have any information about my mother or father. ”

“Is that all you need? You remember anyway, don't you? ”

“Remember what? You forgot everything.”

“You don't have to hide it from me. We were in a boat together. ”

“This guy wants to get in line. All right, talk fast. ”

Haman gives you an embarrassing look.

He opens his mouth as the bear thinks.

“When the two of you were together, you had a perfectly ordinary life. ”

He's avoiding staring again.

That's a lie.

Asking other people, not Haman, was not the answer.

Even the maids and servants were reluctant to mention the father and mother of the seven popes.

However, it is a matter of the royal family of the Great Depression.

It's hard to even mention it unless you're a nobleman.

Haman talks about something else, as if he were trying to change his mind.

“The banquet is tomorrow. Are you ready?”

“No.”

Haman asked me to learn the art, but I didn't learn it separately.

Where is the time to learn martial arts in the backyard when you don't have enough time to learn magic?

Haman sighs.

“If you don't look right, you may be ridiculed. Charlotte is studying diligently in her room that she will not harm the Crown Prince. ”

“Just make yourself comfortable. Isn't that what the party was all about? ”

“Parties and banquets are different. ”

Haman sighs.

“What would you do if Prince 1st were to attend? ”

I took a look at the documents Haman gave me.

“... there is no one called the First Crown Prince. ”

“I forgot. ”

Haman's gaze turned to the sky this time.

His lies are worse than a child's.

“So who is the First Crown Prince? ”

Haman moans, but when I looked at him, he opened his mouth as if giving up.

“Luan Olfalls. ”

Haman looked down at me.

“... your brother, who was born on the same ship. ”