Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer

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The banquet started in a colorful hall in the imperial palace.

Long tables are placed and all sorts of rare foods are placed.

The musicians begin to play sweetly.

Nobles, eunuchs, and invitees from other countries came together, exchanging unpleasant words with each other and criticizing each other.

“Oh! I didn't expect this to grow so beautifully, Elise. I don't know how much more beautiful you'd be if you were an adult. ”

“Thank you, Birch. ”

Elise gives a smile to the nobles who approach her and say hello. However, I sighed deeply.

- Don't go either! The celebration of Lord Haman or Lord Jennard!

Archbishop Raphael was unhappy.

7 It was also because he had to take care of Luan, who was uncomfortable.

However, it is a problem that the person who becomes the archbishop or becomes the archbishop does not attend these banquets.

Elise also revealed whether Rafael was secretly attending because of the Holy Father's presence.

‘If Grandpa finds out later, he will listen very carefully. · · · ’

But it's not good to put away Grandpa's reputation.

“You're still beautiful. I will believe it even if it is the rebirth of Goddess Gaia. ”

Elise flinches and turns her gaze to the side.

Earl Pomor-Dia, a nobleman with red hair and eyes.

He has served Ulithia the Emperor since ancient times.

Now, he was a supporter of the First Prince, a nobleman, and a person who gave the banquet to the Holy Father.

“... Earl Pomorr. I heard you have the support of the people. It must be hard to keep track of the lowly. Tsk, tsk.”

“Archbishop Raphael is famous for his thick friendship with him. ”

“I am loyal to the First Prince. But, unfortunately, When will his health improve? ”

I hear the chatter of the nobles.

It's filled with laughter, as well as the sound of everyone listening.

Elise felt a strange feeling.

The whispers of the nobles who are stuck to the brothers of the Patriarch are stories of frowning.

But · · ·.

Earl Pomorr kneels down and kisses the back of Elise's hand.

I'm wearing gloves, but it gives me goose bumps.

“I'm afraid I'll fall in love as soon as I mature. I'm worried that the wife who passed away first will be jealous. ”

Elise smiles awkwardly at Earl Pomor.

“Thank you."

Why is that?

This guy, it's hard to deal with.

I feel a twist in my stomach.

I'm sure he's a nice guy, but I'd like to keep my distance.

Elise struggles to hold on to what she wants to keep her mouth shut while sweating.

She turns her gaze away from Earl Pomorr.

“W-world · · · ·. How can I, the country lord, be invited to a place like this? · ·! ”

“What if the Lord is nervous?" I mean, I'm a commoner. ”

The awkward atmosphere flows. The nobles' gaze was on both men.

He was the protagonist of the banquet, Lords of Ronia, Earl Gerald Ripant, representatives of the territory and Grill.

Elise lightly greets Earl Pomorr as if she had found shelter and approaches them.

“Phew · · ·. Where is the Prince? ”

“I don't know. How to do this · · · ·. ”

They seemed to have no distance, as if their brother was talking to them.

Is that why?

“Greetings.”

Elise feels comfortable talking to them.

Grill and Jennard turn their heads.

“Nice to meet you. Elise Astoria, granddaughter of Raphael, attended this party on behalf of the Archbishop. ”

Earl Jennard and Grill were astonished by the word "Archbishop."

They spoke as they raised their voices.

Her voice distracts her, but Elise finds it hard to find anyone more comfortable to deal with.

For a moment, I felt a chilly look on my back.

Earl Pomorr stands right behind her.

‘I feel like I'm peeking. ’

My neck was tingling.

Elise couldn't take it anymore, so it was time to shut her up.

“Under the protection of the Holy Empire, we enter Prince Allen Olfalls and his patron, Sir Haman Dymon! ”

The Grand Chamberlain's voice echoes.

Earl Pomorr asked Elise for forgiveness, expressing his regrets.

“Here comes Pope Seven. I have to say hello. ”

“Yeah, don't mind me. ”

“Then · · · ·. ”

Elise sighs of relief as Earl Pomor moves away.

* *

The door opens.

I went inside the banquet hall.

I was attracted to the eyes of the nobles.

That's all.

They diverted their gaze back into their own stories.

No greetings.

Well, he's a deceitful prince.

If you show up well to the prince who does not have the Holy See, you will be despised by the other princes.

However, I couldn't escape the nobles' interest.

“Your Highness, let's go. ”

It was Charlotte who caught my eye, not me.

Wears long dresses of white hair, red eyes and red.

She raises her skirt with her gloved hand.

He looks down, his head tied tightly.

She gracefully reached out to me.

“... ”

There are many noblewomen and noblewomen in the banquet hall. The paladins also stand on the edge.

Charlotte was more refined and seductive than any of them. The sharp eyes and outstretched hands contain the solidity of the escort knights.

Is that why?

The noblewomen look dazed, and the noblewomen look dazzled.

She was attracted to people too much.

“Charlotte, aren't you actually from nobles? ”

I held Charlotte's hand like that.

She just smiles softly.

I walked with Charlotte. Haman follows.

I sat in the corner of the banquet hall.

Next to him, Charlotte stands somewhere, holding her hands together.

Haman stands tall in a uniform.

I had no choice but to turn my gaze this way.

“Which family do you think is the noble spirit? ”

“I don't know. Is it a foreign spirit?”

“Being with the Prince means · · · ·. Are they not ordinary people? ”

“I just asked the Grand Chamberlain, but she said she was a maid. ”

“Servant? No way. He's hiding his identity. ”

There are many words and guesses.

Charlotte is evaluated more than I am.

I also kept looking at Charlotte.

He is a sincere child.

He told me that he could not harm me and that he had mastered the art for several days.

I didn't understand it.

Why would he do something like this?

“It's been a long time, Prince VII. And Lord Harmon. ”

There was someone who approached me with a greeting.

A beauty with red hair.

He looks at Haman, looking at Charlotte, and then he looks at me.

As I frown at him, Haman whispers behind my back.

“I am Earl Pomort. ”

“Aha!”

I saw it in Haman's report.

He who supports me, the First and the Seven.

Is that why?

“Is the food in your mouth? ”

Unlike the other nobles, I came here with a profound message of kindness.

I heard that he is famous for his reputation with the people.

He is a good person, without corruption.

That's why even the Holy Father Celt is watching him.

“It's been a long time. And I'm sorry. I don't remember. ”

I stretched out my hand with an awkward tone.

“No. I couldn't stay with you when I was in such a big position. Forgive God's rudeness. ”

Earl Pomorr bowed his head and clapped my hands.

I used my mind to look at him.

Just looking at Haman's report, his personality was clean.

Attitude is intoxicating me.

And the reputation of the people.

They will have good qualities without having to look at them separately.

[Name: Earl Pomorrhea.

Age:??

Characteristics: Vampiric, limb amputation, dark magic, thirsty conditions.

+ Ah, I want to decapitate the nobles here! How beautiful is the color of blood?]

Immediately, the hand was filled with holy power.

“....? ”

“Why do you do it? ”

I looked at Earl Pomorr with my eyes wide open. And I looked at the hand that was still injecting sexual strength.

No response.

If it were the undead, their hands would still be burning.

“... What's going on? ”

I looked back at Earl Pomorr.

Use your mind.

There are numerous nobles in tangles.

Those buried in the crowd cannot be seen. The same is true of those who turn their faces. However, the information of those who were close to you and those who faced you was clear.

Nobles, servants, maids · · ·.

The banquet hall on the first floor, the second floor, and everyone in the banquet hall brings together about 100 people.

Five of them seem to have the characteristics of [Vampire].

I looked back at Earl Pomorr.

I let go with a smile on my face.

“Nothing. ”

“Is that so?”

“Ah, Earl Pomorr, I hear you're taking care of my brother. I want to thank you. ”

I reach for the side.

I caught the wine bottle and poured it into a glass of wine.

Produces holy water by injecting SP.

Make two glasses, one for Earl Pomorro, and one for me.

“Would you like a drink? ”

“It's an honor.”

Earl Pomorr has received a glass of wine.

They glanced at each other's glasses, slammed into each other, and drank wine.

I observed him.

I can't feel the stench. There is also no magical power and death.

But Siman says he's a vampire.

It also feels like a murder in Lawrence.

The redhead I saw in the crowd.

It's like interest.

Earl Pomorr drank wine with power.

I swallowed, moved my neck and emptied my glass.

He shakes his head as if he's dizzy on his forehead.

“Haha, forgive me. I was weak from drinking. ”

I smashed the wine I was holding onto the side table and broke it.

He draws the hand of Earl Pomorr with a broken glass.

The back of my hand is cut and blood is flowing.

This time, Earl Pomorr steps back, clutching the bloody back of his hand as if surprised.

“Your Highness!”

I raised my hand to stop Haman from interfering.

Charlotte gives Earl Pomor a fierce look.

Fast to notice, she felt I had discovered something strange.

I turned my gaze and looked at his hand.

Earl Pomorr lowers his hand slowly.

The cut on the back of the hand is not healing.

I watched him for a while, smiling and saying.

“I'm sorry about this. My hand slipped. ”

“Huh? Ha, ha. No.”

Earl Pomorr smiles bitterly and takes a step back.

The nobles make a big noise about what happened suddenly.

Earl Pomorr looked at those nobles and bowed his head to me.

“This · · · ·. You're ruining the banquet. I will stand down. ”

“Yes, your wounded hands, please treat them well. ”

Earl Pomorr stepped back and left the banquet hall.

He said he was responsible for ruining the banquet, and he stepped back and looked loyal.

I waved, smiling at Earl Pomor like that.

* *

Earl Pomorr walks down the Imperial Hall with a smile on his face.

I said hello to the nobles gathered to attend the banquet, and I told them to work hard for my servants and maids.

His expression does not collapse.

Even for a moment, I couldn't help but get pale and cool sweat.

His relaxed pace gradually accelerates.

He enters the restroom, in the palace where he lives.

I locked the bathroom door.

His face distorted.

I vomited a blue flame from my mouth with my senses as if my whole body was on fire with cold sweat flowing.

“Ahh · · ·. Ah · · ·. Ugh · · ·. Ah · · ·. ”

Earl Pomorr closed his mouth.

I can't.

This place is soundproof, but this is the Imperial Palace.

Small sounds, small movements may be detected by someone.

Leave no ‘trace’ of yourself!

He tore his clothes.

The burning belly cracks open with fingernails.

Extracts the esophagus filled with wine. No, the holy water has already penetrated the esophagus and reached the top.

At this rate, your physical strength will spread throughout your body.

We're taking out all the organs! ’

He chops off his organs with his fingernails.

Cut, cut, and harvest.

Blood spills out and soils the floor.

I threw them on the floor.

The organs rumble and burn. It disappears into ashes with a blue flame.

“Shit. Damn it! Goddamn prince! ”

He grips his teeth and screams.

By the time the disgusting energy had disappeared from my body, the pain had also disappeared.

The extinct organs begin to regenerate gradually.

Little by little, the tentacles wrap around the missing organs.

It's too late.

Lack of nutrients to recover.

It bothers me that it's daylight.

‘I need blood, blood and meat. ’

I needed a living human being.

Knock-knock.

Earl Pomorr opens the bathroom door in surprise with a knock.

Beyond the visit, I heard the servant's voice.

“Earl, you don't look so good. Are you all right? ”

Earl Pomorr has a reputation for his servants and maids.

You must have been worried sick.

In a familiar voice, she is one of the maids who serves her.

Earl Pomorr changed his clothes and opened the door.

The servant blushes as she looks at Earl Pomor.

“Are you okay? You didn't overdo it at the banquet · ·. ”

“Oh, I'm fine. Come in.”

Earl Pomorr steps back.

As soon as the maid came in, the door closed and locked.

“Can I get you some water? Or · · ·. ”

The servant girl tilted her head while saying that.

A bloody uniform and ashes pile up through the open bathroom door.

“Hey · · · ·. Earl, what is that? ”

The servant turns her head.

Earl Pomorr stands with his fingernails raised in front of his eyes and his mouth wide open enough to tear his cheeks.

Qajik!

* *

The nobles frown.

Everyone breathed out a condemned young voice towards me.

I ignored the sound and said to Haman,

“Haman.”

“Yes, Your Highness. ”

“Get me a paper and a pen. ”

“Yes?”

He looks puzzled.

It doesn't make sense to disrespect Earl Pomorr or to ask him to get a pen and paper.

“What are you going to use it for? ”

“It's obvious.”

I looked through the banquet hall in my mind.

It was a holy law office that thought it would be clean.

But it's different.

Here · · · ·.

“Extract the Vampires. ”

... like a nest of monsters.