Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer

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"Sir...? ”

Tinya mutters as she looks at the boy.

The commanders put their tongues to rest.

I heard that there are many faults among the Demihumans born to Lahamma, but I guess that's true.

It uses sexual power instead of magic, and it also speaks nonsense like an angel.

“Wait, an angel? ”

Then, one of the commanders said,

He swallows a dry saliva with a stiff face.

“Haven't you heard? ”

“What do you mean? ”

One of the commanders raises a question, and his colleague says, sweating cold.

“The angel of Hummite. ”

“A murderer who hunts and tortures Necromancers? ”

It was 3 months ago

There are survivors of the Necromancers who fled through chaos with Chaos' plan.

Some of them returned to Aslan, reporting everything they experienced in Hummite.

The story of an angel holding the commanders captive and torturing them, stealing all sorts of magical skills.

At first, I thought it was some kind of sick crap.

It was because he said that if his insistence was true, he could use command magic by sex.

However, more Necromancers have made such claims, and "Angel" has suddenly become a symbol of fear among Necromancers.

“So, an angel killer exists? ”

Their gaze was on the boy.

The boy is still in his chair.

I was just staring at the commanders with the artifact.

The dead Necromancers swallow dry saliva.

“Who is the murderer? This is a divine angel in heaven! ”

Tinya was naively relying on Damon's words.

She claimed he was an angel to the end.

Is it her voice? The slaves also reacted and shouted.

“The angel is awake. ”

“Angel... Angel awake! ”

Suddenly, the murmurs of the slaves echoed through the temple.

With so many slaves in the darkness, the commanders are nervous.

They raise their staffs and retreat.

“Let's get the hell out of here. ”

“An angel or something...”

Then, a splash fell from the ceiling.

One of the commanders raises a torch to check the ceiling.

A wretched skeleton hanging from the ceiling.

Fearful subject, Rich, hangs on the ceiling with his stake.

“No way, Nathus? ”

The shimmering faces of the commanders are instantly filled with horror.

“Now do you understand? ”

The commanders stare at Tinya, flawed.

She stomps her staff to the ground and bravely says.

“The angel behind me killed the messenger! ”

The commanders take a deep breath.

An envoy?

Nausicaan summoned an envoy!

No, then it didn't make sense.

Rich, the one who summoned the Apostle, is dead!

‘Then what. ’

There was no Sword King Oskar around.

Then it means the boy killed Nathus, who summoned the Apostle himself, and hung him on the ceiling.

The commanders' faces turn pale. When they turn their backs to flee, scared.

“Stop them. They are a threat to the angels! ”

Damon yells.

The slaves who were hiding in the temple walked out and blocked the entrance to the altar and temple.

The eyes of the slaves with vain weapons shined brightly.

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! ”

"Move! Move!"

The commanders shout before the summoned skeletons.

But hundreds of slaves did not retreat in fear.

Rather, I rebelled.

"Protect the angel, protect the angel! ”

One of the slaves shouts.

An arrow flew through the commander's shoulder.

The allies scream, and the commanders lose their minds.

"Bastards! ”

"Kill the slaves! ”

The skeletons open their mouths and raise their weapons.

At that time, the boy sitting on the throne tapped his arm with his finger.

A rune was engraved on the altar.

A skeleton of armored bones protrudes from above the rune.

"No denomination?”

"And a commando! ”

When the commanders panic.

“I don't know what you're talking about. ”

The boy's tired voice echoes.

The commanders looked at the boy.

The skeletons summoned around him blush their eyes.

“You're the ones who are going to die. ”

The voice of the boy leaps to the commanders, divine undead.

The spear shatters the skeletons and pierces the commanders.

The Divine Undead, with its spear raised, drops the commander below the altar.

The other commanders are stabbed, slashed, and tumbled down the steps on the altar.

The slaves rush in and slaughter the living necromancers.

It happened so fast.

Tinya looks at him with surprised eyes, and he looks at her and asks.

“That's why I'm asking. Dark Elves. Where are we and what are you? ”

* *

My neck is throbbing.I can't move at all, not even if I'm throbbing.

I feel like my muscles are tight and my bones are hard.

She's been asleep for a long time. Is she stiff?

Thanks to you, I can't even stand to sit in a chair.

At most, I could move my finger slightly.

Before that, where the hell am I?

I glanced around the interior of the brightest temple.

This must be the home of the Black Cult that came through the warp.

But the atmosphere was different.

Unlike where it was dark and cold, it was quite lively.

The sacred water gave way to abundance, and plants grew around it.

I don't know if I slept long or not, and even my memory is vague and quite confusing.

Damn, it's a good thing Raphael and Elise were around when you used [Resurrection], and now there's nothing left.

How long have I been out here?

It may have been a week or so.

Yeah, that's fine.

You just have to move a little bit.

However, during that time, I felt frightened just thinking about what the strange humans in front of me might have done.

“Pray to the angel, everyone. ”

Early in the morning, black robes gather around the altar.

They knelt down to me and prayed.

“Angel!”

“Thank you for saving us! ”

Most of them muttered quietly, but some felt overwhelmed.

It's like I'm seen as a god.

What happened?

What the hell is going on with you after you killed natus?

Could it have been a cult offering or an experiment?

“Angel? What are you talking about? ”

Luckily, a voice came out.

There is someone who comes to me like that.

“It's time for tribute. ”

A middle-aged man in his mid-50s.

[Name: Damon.

Age: 40

Characteristics: Mild sexual strength, weak magic, and a healthy body. Deep Faith and Loyalty.

+ Tinya has been chosen by the angel! What a glorious day!

He put the holy water in the bowl in my mouth.

“Listen to me. Mr. Damon, you're asking a question. ”

I said, I dropped the bowl he was holding.

You look surprised with your mouth open.

“Oh my… how could I…! ”

“That's..."

“A miracle!”

Suddenly, the nearby Cultists scream.

The elasticity of cheer and joy flowed out.

I kicked my tongue.

I think I know why people fear them.

When I dealt with vampires, Lycans, and Narcissus, we had a conversation. They didn't even have that conversation.

You can use magic, but you're distracted by the madness of the crowd.

“Let me ask you a question. Can we just talk about this normally? ”

The skeletons stand in the way to protect me.

If I misunderstood that, Damon leans back, flawed.

“Forgive the faithful who have not counted their deep intentions. The humble worshiper dared to speak to the angel."

"..."

I want to squeeze my temples.

Skeleton pushed me to see if I understood my mind.

“Tinya.”

Damon leans back, his waist bent.

Instead, the girl beside him approaches.

It was a little girl with tan skin, long ears, crimson hair and eyes.

Dark Elves.

I had never seen an Elf in this world before.

With a long robe toe and a cane, she kneels down toward me and says,

“The king's daughter, Tinya Aslan, says hello. ”

“Can I ask you a question now? ”

Now I wanted to solve the question.

“Speak.”

She raises her head.

An innocent face. Also a curious face.

I sighed and said.

“What the hell are you talking about, and how I've been doing this? ”

“As a little girl, don't you understand what I'm saying.... If you ask me how long you've been here, you've been sleeping here for about three months. ”

“Three months? ”

I was shocked to hear that.

Three months instead of a week?

Does that make sense?

So, what, I was like a vegetable...?

“Did you sit down for three months? ”

“That's right.”

An elven girl who nods her head confidently.

His face is filled with pride.

You're out of your mind!

Somehow my body didn't move.

Before that, it is quite uncomfortable because the neck is bent to the side.

Being alive is forgiving.

“My head doesn't keep up, so it's been like this for three months? What to eat?”

“Every morning, lunch and evening I made them drink holy water. ”

Is that what you drink when you're asleep?

Tinya said as if she had read my mind.

“I spilled it in my mouth and drank it instinctively. ”

Is that why your voice sounded so good?

“... and pee? ”

Tinya gives you an embarrassing look.

“I don't know if you're an angel, but you're one of them. ”

That's a relief.

I guess nothing came out since I didn't eat anything. Although it seems to have decomposed into the Holy Water and been used as a complete recovery.

The skeletons came with holy water and massaged the hardened areas of my body.

I also used my physical strength to strengthen my body.

The muscles and bones gradually loosened with a tingling sensation.

Over the next few days, it will be a difficult rehabilitation exercise.

After taking some rest, I became hungry.

“I want to eat. ”

“Yes?”

“Bob."

Tinya nods, looking dazed.

“Copy that. I'll be right with you. ”

She leans back and strides. Then he went down below the altar.

Fortunately, he's not a threat, so you'd better eat first and talk slowly.

Exactly where this place is and what's happened in the last three months.

* *

Ancient ruins of Aslan.

A man in his early 40s walked down a narrow hallway.

In the air, light using the Holy Spirit illuminated the surroundings.

“Are you really here? ”

The man wandered the continent for 10 years.

Knight's Kingdom of Rome. The Magic Kingdom of Iceland. I have traveled to many other countries, but I have not found the person he is looking for.

Was it a waste of time again? ’

“Damn bloodsuckers, you're not kidding me, are you? ”

The man kicked his tongue.

As you walk down the narrow passageway, the ground beneath his feet sinks deeper.

“Huh?"

The man was stunned and stared down at the spot. And I looked back carefully, like I'd stepped on a landmine.

You hear a huge noise behind you.

No way...?

A giant stone.

You charge towards the narrow passageway.

A stone made of a mixture of steel and mythril. It's hard to break with sexual strength.

“That's too much!”

The man jumped up and down.

An arrow gushes from the ceiling, making sure that every step he treads has a trap.

The man ran away from it relaxing.

I strengthened my body with my sexual strength and gave my sight.

Hundreds of glances appeared in a narrow passageway in the dark.

Dozens of legs, big teeth, headless spiders.

“Another trap! Bloody vampires! ”

The man flicked his finger.

A sword of light made of sacred power was summoned from the air, and dozens of simultaneous sacks flew in to kill the poisonous spiders in front of them.

Barely avoiding the rolling stones behind you, the man looks at the closing entrance of the passageway for the last time.

"We're losing money! ’

I slipped through the closing passageway.

The boulder stops at the blocked entrance.

As the wide hall emerges, he takes a sigh of relief and stands up. And I was amazed at the sparkling hall.

“A treasure trove.”

Golden treasures all over the place.

Gold and Silver Coins, Gems and Horsestones form mountains.

There was also a 'guardian' who guarded it.

The man raises his head in the direction of his gaze.

It's 10 meters tall and 25 meters long, a giant creature.

The back, head and torso are surrounded by hard shells, such as armor.

The belly has a tough scale, a pair of bat wings on the back, and two pointy horns like a crown on the head.

The giant black dragon looks down at the little man and flies its tongue.

“... is that acceptable this time? Vampires can't wait to kill me! ”

The Black Dragon shuts up.

My neck and cheeks are swollen.

A red flame flows from your mouth.

Dragon's Breath.

That's dangerous. You can't handle that!

“Every time you've had a hard time! ”

The man waves his hand.

Dozens of swords of light emerge from the air and are embedded in the dragon's entire body.

The hard shell cracks and the sword of light suppresses the body of the black dragon.

The freak echoes.

Nevertheless, the dragon opened its mouth with its eyes red.

The flames that gather in your mouth swirl.

The Black Dragon still hasn't given up its prey.

Then...!

“Tomer, the god of abundance! ”

The man raises his prayer.

A large spear of light is summoned into his hand.

While the dragon was preparing the brace, the man hurled a spear up to 2m as he finished praying.

Air expanded.

A dense spear pierces through the dragon's chest.

Scales burst and blood gushes out.

A fatal wound.

Even dragons use this...!

The dragon's eyes are filled with madness.

The furiously stained dragon stares at the man and opens its giant jaws.

... maybe it's not enough.

“A dragon, no matter what country...”

The man turned his eyes away with his tongue.

There seems to be only one entrance.

He heads there, summoning the Sword of Light and stabbing it into the Black Dragon continuously.

A hard shell shatters into the blade of light, spreading the dragon's scales all over the place.

The Black Dragon struggles in agony, but it does not give up its prey.

The man slides toward the narrow entrance, and the dragon breathes.

A huge flame erupts and burns down the dungeon's entrance.

The man ran and ran. I threw myself toward the entrance where the only light flowed out.

The entrance collapses in an explosion late, and the man rolls off a giant pyramid-like ruin.

"Phew..."

He shakes his head and wipes away the dust from his clothes and head.

And I kicked my tongue at the ancient ruins.

‘It's a complete waste this time. ’

The man stood up.

His name is White Olfalls.

He was once the Crown Prince of the Holy See and was the successor of the Holy See.

And now, traveling across the continent...

“Where is my son? ”

He was also a traveler looking for the missing prince.

“Where should I go this time? ”

He kicks out the map with his tongue.

I have nowhere else to go. We didn't have enough information.

I can't help it. This country is a mess these days.

Moreover, Father, I've heard that Celt is making quite a splash.

First stop in the capital of this country....

“Let's go home in a long time. ”

I had to stop by the Palace of Justice to calm my father down.

He took a step with his tongue.