Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer

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It was a dark night.

A man in a red robe rides around on the roof.

He has a chubby body, a rich beard and a red pocket.

The existence of the creature glared.

I found a child wandering around late at night.

I smiled and jumped off the roof.

I smashed the child into the sack.

- Woof!

The sack twists.

In the sack, the children tangled and screamed.

He smiled and jumped back up and walked around on the roof.

In the commotion, people opened the window and looked up at the sky.

On the moonlight rooftop, a red creature was smiling. And then it disappeared in a flash.

Surprised people shouted.

“It's here! The Devil's here! ”

“Call the guards! ”

“Kids, hide them! ”

People called him the "Red Devil."

"If you do something bad, the Red Devil will eat you. There is a story. ’

It's based on a true story.

The Red Devil roamed the city.

* *

After the festival, I spent a month in Hilda territory. Then I returned to the capital, Lawrence.

I looked up at the Imperial Palace and put blood on my forehead.

“Damn it, bro. Hang tight. I'm going to put a bullet in your head. ”

When I entered the imperial palace, I was greeted with a great welcome. I moved on, ignoring the servants and maids.

I immediately summoned the Musket. Behind you are the Red Cross.

I immediately opened the door to his room, Luan Olfolds.

“Gaaaaaah!”

The three naked maids screamed and covered themselves with sheets.

Some hunt beasts, and some enjoy happiness with beast-like bodies.

Looks like you've been flirting with girls for some face money.

My stomach hurts.

Unlike nervous maids, Luan is fine.

He looked at me and he said, "Haha! ’I put on my clothes with a smile.

“Alan, it's been a long time. I heard you were back. I was just getting my stuff and...”

Luan froze, looking at the Musket in my hand.

“Alan, what's the dangerous stuff? ”

“Get the kids out of here. ”

The Red Cross leaves the Robe, surrounds the women, and takes them out.

He is a gentleman even if he is a Cultist.

I closed the door and injected the power into the Musket.

“Huh? Alan. Wait, that's not a toy. ”

Luan's face darkens rapidly. He backs away from the dance.

“Don't worry. Brother.”

I approached Luan. You aimed a Musket at your head.

“With healing magic, you won't die. It only hurts a little to get hit close by. ”

Luan's eyes falter.

“The resurrection will be severe. He'll massage you and blow your head off. ”

I pull the trigger in a huff of rage.

* *

I looked behind me from the room.

There's Luan grunting and grabbing his head.

“Alan, isn't that too much? Dear Brother!”

I stared at him and twisted my jaw.

“I'm tired from the long journey. I'm going to rest for a while, so please take care of my work for me. If you have a conscience, don't say no. ”

“Mmm-hmm. Well, he's guilty of deceiving his brother. I can't help it. ”

Luan groans and nods.

He shakes his head and runs his head. He said, single.

“Anyway, welcome back. My lovely sister!”

I fucked up.

Love sucks. Where in the world is the Lycan hunter sent to his brother?

I closed the door ferociously.

Never mind now.

I'll have to force myself to refuse bothersome things for a month. I think I'll feel better.

The blocked sexual strength control was also getting better and better.

Now all I have to do is learn a new magic.

I took a step into the library.

I opened the book and read it down. One, two, three.

Knowledge was immediately acquired thanks to the job traits of the Necromancer in the game.

It feels like a skill book.

After reading them all, it looks like a structure based on the theory of magic. However, there were many difficulties in acquiring something complicated or difficult in the grimoire.

It was also because of the range of priests and Necromancers that there were many problems learning other wizards.

Even if you practice magic, your power will vary depending on your skill level.

While I was studying, something was bothering me.

I looked up.

There is an old man staring at you in the middle of the door of the library.

“... ”

He's been like that since he was in the hilda territory.

I left the library with a book I could read and walked down the hallway.

I felt his gaze behind my back.

The next morning, the maid held a visit for breakfast.

Even though it is early in the morning, Raphael stands at the door.

You walk down the hall. Raphael follows you wide open.

Morning, lunch, dinner, library, room, corridor.

I continued to feel the gaze.

I glanced at Raphael in cold sweat.

Greed is included in the gaze of Zigsy.

At first, I thought he was going to retaliate because he touched my granddaughter.

As a precious granddaughter, I thought I'd keep an eye out for another screw-up.

But no.

I can't breathe.

Oh, my God. That old man, is he senile?

I stayed away from him for his misfortune.

I entered the bathhouse in the imperial palace.

I refused to let the maids wash my body and ordered that no one enter.

I soaked myself in warm water. Then, seeing the person who naturally came in on the other side, he twitched his eye muscles.

Raphael.

He was sitting on the other side staring at me.

I said, swallowing a dry saliva.

“... What is it? ”

“Your Highness.”

Raphael finally opens his mouth.

“Don't you want to learn magic with me? ”

* *

“No, what, you know, crazy, ow...! ”

In Luan's room, on the balcony, I expressed my anger.

I tried to relax for a month, but now the stalker's in trouble.

First Prince Luan poured tea on the cup as if to look at me and calm down.

“Why don't you calm down? Raphael is what you covet. It's an honor, isn't it? The best people can learn from magical researchers...”

“I don't want to.”

I frowned and frowned at the tea.

With a grimoire, you can always learn magic.

It's an unknown theory. Ask Elise or look at other books.

But what?

One-on-on-on-one with that pervert?

Just thinking about it gave me goose bumps.

Then you hear a knock.

When Luan told me to come in, a maid came in and looked at me and whispered to him.

“I see. I'll go straight to the Holy Father. ”

Luan nods.

He bit the maid.

“You've been busy lately. ”

But even the things I had to do became Luan.

You won't even have time for tea like this.

Luan shakes his hand as if it were nothing.

“They say the Black Cult is in trouble. ”

The Black Pantheon?

I am familiar with this organization.

There was definitely a witch Morgana.

I suddenly remembered something.

These are related to priests. They're all over the Imperial Palace, but I couldn't find any books on commandments even if I scrubbed my eyes.

“What a pain in the ass. I can't believe they showed up at Hummite. It's the most sensitive place in the world because there are a lot of noble children. I tried to wipe them out once, but some of them crawled out of other places. ”

“... No Necromancer books in the Imperial Court? ”

Suddenly, Luan tilts his head.

“Could there be such an ominous thing? Most of them are stored in nearby territories. In particular, there are many at Humid Academy. The Wizards are in charge there. ”

“... a lot? ”

“What?”

“A grimoire.”

Necromancer books, to be exact.

Skills that have been used are limited.

When I saw that there was a limit to the skill in my head, it was due to lack of knowledge.

What if there was something that could fill it?

“That's a lot. Most of the grimoires collected so far are stored there. ”

At Luan's words, I smiled on my own.

“Why, are you interested? ”

Of course, I was a Necromancer before I was a priest.

It's annoying to have the Black Cult, but it must be a charming place.

Even in the book of Morgana the Witch was close to perfect sexual control.

I had the grimoire to blow even the founding vampires, but I was so eager to find all the grimoires and items they had.

It was like a treasure to me.

Above all, I have a debt I cannot repay to them.

I looked at Luan and said,

“Let me make you an offer. ”

“...? ”

I smiled.

Witch Morgana is not a problem for me right now.

Then so is the Black Cult.

They'll be lower than a vampire.

“Why don't you take some time off from the Black Pantheon instead?" ”

* *

“Cockroaches. ”

The sullen Celts spit out their filth.

He glanced at the report.

[Black Cult movement detected in Humid territory. Evidence indicates they were caught by the Red Devil.]

“These guys are finally crazy. How dare you nest where Oskar is. Do we look all right to you? ”

Celts have tasted better. I frowned.

The Black Cult is an organization within five fingers of the world behind us. However, compared to the Holy Father's Law, he was just a child.

What matters is their secrecy.

The Red Cross captured them and tortured them, but even the captured didn't know anything about their organization.

A tightly veiled tissue.

I don't know how the boss is doing.

It was not easy to find them.

Celt reminds me of Prince Allen the Seven.

Allen might be able to catch them easily.

‘Even Lycans were easy to catch. ’

According to Archbishop Raphael, the power was overwhelming.

He also witnessed the ‘Holy Undead’.

This concludes the arrangement for the successor of the Holy Father.

Luan, Hilda, Allen.

Others are eliminated. Scared or terrible at it.

With these three, there will be no betrayal if anyone becomes a saint. Rather, they respect each other. If the Holy Father and the remnant sit on the throne, the Holy Father's Law will have nothing to fear.

Celt checked the other reports to see if he could.

[Found the Crown Prince. The location is the market street of southern Aslan.]

“This is crazy. Are you alive? Or dead. ”

Celt sticks out her tongue.

After the war with Aslan, the Crown Prince disappeared.

We still have to leave some trace of him, dead or alive, but he won't even let us in.

His only son thought that Celt's mind was complicated.

Celt looks away again.

Another report.

[Suspicious movement of southern Aslan. Capturing the movement of a group of commanders made of commanders.]

“... these guys are crazy as a group. ”

Is Aslan preparing for war?

With the Vampires and Lycans cleared out, the Humans have gone mad.

No, we're taking care of the crazies one by one before that.

Celt looks away.

There are numerous other documents available.

I have a lot of work to do because the land is wide and I have relied on many things in other countries.

My head is weak.

I should have taken over earlier, but the Crown Prince's son disappeared as soon as he succeeded.

Celt had to take a step back.

You son of a bitch, you can't be a saint. At least if he's alive, if he shows his face or if he's dead, he should come out of the ashes!

So they can bury him or something.

Celt smiles bitterly.

“But as long as I'm alive, I don't want anything else. Phew.”

Then you hear a knock.

Luan walks in with the door open.

It's a good thing.

Celt presented a large stack of documents to the Crown Prince Luan.

Luan smiles awkwardly and accepts it.

“What's going on? ”

You want to help her?

No, it can't be. After his resurrection, he enjoys the things he has never done.

It wasn't a mess, but it was a real piece of work.

Luan looks at Kelt and speaks out.

“I'm thinking of sending this Allen guy to Hummite. ”

“In Hummites?”

Celt's eyes widen.

“Yes, Alan said he would go himself. ”

“For what? ”

“Apparently he owed money to the Black Cult. ”

“Debt?"

Well, I've heard reports. Allen almost died once by the witch Morgana.

Is it revenge? Or else...

- He dealt with the Holy Undead. This is a discovery worthy of proving the greatness of Gaia! If it is His Holiness' command, I will have no choice but to teach him. Let's raise them to be the absolute people who can preach the greatness of the Holy See. That is why we must...!

The Archbishop was excited and said something.

Holy Undead. How charming.

An army possessed by the sacred power of Gaia, not the energy of death.

Presence of a different standard than the Necromancer so far.

Gaia, the goddess of life, now has the power to threaten Judaea the god of death.

A forbidden power that can only be used in Southern Aslan. What if it could be used by the Pentagon?

Obviously, there may have been division in southern Aslan. Values will be shaken and even converted.

Celts are thrilled. I wish I could ask Allen to show me the Holy Undead right away.

“Did he ask you anything? ”

“You mean to ask? If you ask me, I've talked about books. Necromancer...”

“I see.”

Celt nods.

You must have some deep thoughts.

“Fine. Send it. ”

Luan gives a surprised glance.

“The southern Aslan movement is unusual. He's trying to do something with them. ”

The Black Cult is an organization based on commandery.

He also had a close relationship with southern Aslan, who served the god of death.

“I don't know what they're up to, but if we stop them, it won't be any better than that. ”

Celt looks at Luan and says,

“Don't spare the support. If he wants to. ”

Celt looks at Luan and says,

“Listen to anything. ”