Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer

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Aslan's camp.

Thousands of tents lay open on the barren ground.

“Aaaah! It hurts... it hurts! Healer. ”

As the soldier roars, the medics rush off.

The user sews up the wound and heals the potion.

Aslan's camp is truly humble.

The wounded are overwhelmed, and there are many who starve and suffer.

Even the noble commanders, praised as nobles, are having trouble drinking a sip of water.

At first, it was 50,000 troops. But in just one month, it decreased to 30,000.

Soldiers died, were defeated, and left the front lines to defend against the Holy See invasion.

Aslan is barely defending against the invasion of the Holy See.

There was no more room for them.

In the end, King Lahamma bowed his pride and proposed a truce to the Holy See.

In doing so, Aslan has become the best position to grant the Holy Father's wishes.

“Letter, letter! ”

The answer has come from the Holy Father's Law Office.

12 Jehu, no. Now only eight masters in each area have died.

They sat on a command tent and looked at a man.

Men in their mid- to late 60s.

Lahamma, the king with a heavy armor.

He looks at the scout with his eyes closed, with two slaves by his sides.

“Are you from the Palace of Justice? ”

The scout who brought the letter from the Holy See swallowed a dry saliva.

He lowers his head trembling.

"... a letter from the Holy Father. It's a positive response to the declaration of a power failure. ”

Lahamma wiped his face.

It was humiliating.

I started the war first, but now I'm begging my enemies to live by losing.

Who knew an old man over the age of 100 could do that?

I think I know why the Vampires fear him and live to see him die.

Even without Oskar the Sword King, the Holy Father alone could not afford it.

Moreover, we've lost contact with the swordsman, Nathus.

Even the investigators who sent scouts are strangely missing.

Things were going badly.

‘I can't help it. This is my defeat. ’

He had to admit.

It is only a matter of time before the Holy Father's law enforcement invades and destroys the capital.

The slave sent a letter to Lahamma from the Scout trembling.

Lahamma quietly read the letter.

'.... "

Rahamma checked the contents and tilted her head. And.... he twists the neck of the slave next to him.

Qajik!

The throat is snapped. At the same time, the life of the slave shrinks like a mummy.

The last of the slaves can barely endure the screaming with their hands.

Lahamma's face turned red.

His face distorts in anger, spreading the energy of death around him.

The wives were startled and hurriedly knelt before him and tightened their heads.

“You old bastard...! ”

The contents of the letter were simple.

Declare surrender now. Aslan will also serve with tribute to the Holy See for 10 years.

King Lahamma demands the responsibility of this war...

“... choking naked and kissing your toes? ”

King Lahamma tore the letter.

This is a dependent contract, not a declaration of cessation.

As a ruler, there should be a minimum of courtesy, but the Holy Spirit has forsaken such courtesy.

It was a taunt.

The opposing Pokémon doesn't even think about a power outage.

The temper is furious.

And it was headed for Aslan.

In the future, many cities will burn, and Aslan will be taken from all.

Destruction.

Literally, the Celts are trying to wipe Aslan off the map.

King Lahamma changed his teeth.

“No, not yet. ”

He worked hard to control his mind. I sat down again and pressed down on my temples.

‘I have children. ’

100 children of Demihuman.

A soldier specialized in assassination and command.

Hashashin.

They were warriors raised by themselves for decades.

If we use them, we can somehow stop the invasion of the Holy See.

At worst, we must also plan to assassinate the Holy City.

Monster-like stature is also slowing down the invasion rate.

I don't think it's boring, but it's getting tiresome.

It will be their chance to stop marching when they are tired.

It was when King Lahamma was deeply troubled.

“Him, and His Majesty. ”

Lahamma glances at the Scout.

“I have one more report for you. ”

Lahamma frowned.

The scout hands out the report, and this time Lahamma stood up and presented the report.

What was inside was the whereabouts of the Holy Father's bloodline.

Lahamma's eyes widened.

"Rupel Olfolds, who appears to be the third pope in Jevelium, the City of Slaves, has been discovered. ”

The Holy Father was one of the grandchildren who sought so much.

And...

“Also! The only son of the Holy Father, the Crown Prince of the Holy See. ”

The scout lowers his head, sweating coldly.

“White Olfalls! He is also presumed to be in the City of Slaves, Jevelum...”

The Scout is unable to continue speaking.

Lahamma reaches out and grabs the scout's head and bursts.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Excited Rahamma lets out a rough breath.

He glanced at the letters and reports in his hands in cold sweat.

The 3rd Prince has no problem. He's already said that.

The problem is White Olfalls!

It was the Crown Prince, the son of the Holy Father.

How could the son of the Holy Father have been missing for 11 years?

Besides, why are you so close to the Three Crowns? Wasn't it Narcus who killed the Sword King and abducted the Crown Prince? No way...?

Lahamma was captivated by an ominous premonition.

Nausicaan failed to capture the Sword King.

And Oskar and the Crown Prince are hiding in Aslan.

And what if he also joined the White Olfalls?

‘A collection of monsters. ’

After the Holy Father, the Crown Prince White was the one who was praised as a monster.

And the swordsman Oskar was also a target of fear.

They're on my land! ’

Even a vampire who died at the hands of the Crown Prince cannot be counted.

There was once a creature called the Vampires to fear in Aslan, and it is also in the city of Jevelium near the capital.

What if the Holy Father Celt, the Crown Prince White and the Sword King Oskar invaded the capital from all over?

As Lahamma, we cannot afford it.

He held hands to the tremor.

Thousands of years later, the country collapses because of one ambition.

He had to seriously consider bowing his head to the Holy Father.

‘Not yet. Not yet. I'll kill myself, and you'll ruin the King's name! ’

Rahamma gripped his teeth.

“... march the army. ”

The Empress raised her head and looked at Rahamma.

“The point of attack is...”

Lahamma moved and looked at the map on the command table.

The horses with troops on the map have been moved to Jevelum.

“The City of Slaves, Jevelum. Burn this place down.”

The wives were astonished and zinc in color.

What's that supposed to mean? They're attacking their city!

Rahamma changed it, saying.

“The Holy Father is full of them. The declaration of ceasefire has already crossed the line. Then we have to stop the Holy Father from doing what he wants to do. ”

“Ha, but according to the report earlier, it looks speculative, not sure. I wonder if the nobles had started a war on the inside...”

Lahamma stares at Jeju for objecting.

Jehu bowed his head without being able to continue speaking.

As the silence settled, King Lahamma spoke again.

“The prince and the princes surround the city before they know it. And kill everyone in the city. ”

For now, we had to reduce the power of the Holy Father's Law Office as much as possible.

Instead of waiting for destruction, I had to struggle.

“Aslan will not fall in this war. No matter what sacrifice you make, this body will stop you! Anyone who objects should pay the price. Then I'll tell you my story. ”

It was said that no one would object.

According to Lahamma, the priests bowed their heads.

“And I will follow orders. ”

Lahamma looked at the report again.

White Olfalls.

Why did the person who had been missing suddenly appear for 11 years?

Raging Lahamma shredded the report.

* *

Slaves, no, the Aslan people who have now sought freedom, have found a new home in the ruins.

Seeing them adapt quickly, I was ready to leave.

Treasures from the ruins, weapons, siege weapons, and statues of Cyclops Golem were stored in the item window.

I also did not forget to take some of the dragon scales and meat.

“Are you really giving these to us? ”

Damon stares at the remaining treasure mountains and dragon flesh with a startled look.

Only one of the dragon's legs, except the body, remained in the ruins.

I nodded.

“How many months is this going to last? ”

“Yes, it is. ”

Damon smiles.

“But there is a story that has been told since ancient times. Do knights and wizards who eat Dragon Meat really give you such precious meat that grows so fast? ”

“How effective would that be? We're running low on food here anyway. Besides, if you don't eat fast, you'll rot. ”

Of course, the meat in the item window will remain intact.

Damon finally bows his head in gratitude, unable to refuse.

“Thank you for your kindness. I will make sure that I am the strength of the angel. ”

“I'm not weak enough to lend power to those who struggle. ”

Hans is in charge of the guide station.

I summoned the Skeleton Horse because I couldn't wait any longer.

“Oh! Holy Skeleton Horse. I can't believe you can see this up close! ”

Hans glances at the skull horse with his eyes wide open.

The skeletons I summoned connect the chariot in the ruins to the skeleton horse.

It was designed to run as fast as possible.

“Are you really leaving? ”

Damon, Tinya, and a lot of other people have come together to express their regrets.

I had to smile awkwardly when I was packing my things.

“Are you coming with me again? ”

Damon shakes his head.

“I have to take care of them. However.”

Damon stares at Tinya.

Tinya, with a dull wooden staff in her hands, carefully steps forward.

"Can I... accompany you? ”

I looked at Tinya.

“Why? We have a safe house. ”

“Well... I'd like to learn magic from the angel. ”

“What?"

“God, I know it's rude, but I want to learn as a disciple. ”

I tried to say I was a believer, but I changed my words to something else.

You still don't believe in angels, do you?

“I'm not very good at teaching magic to anyone. ”

Tinya nods, her head as if she were in a tight corner.

“Maybe we can't follow your teachings. But I'll try. I'll never be a liability. ”

Tinya reminds me of Charlotte.

A girl who was determined to serve me.

Seeing that, he must be worried a lot by now.

I said with a slight smile to miss.

“Nothing good will come of being with me. ”

The Crown Prince of the Holy See and the Princess of Aslan.

Isn't that the wrong combination?

“Is that possible? He gave us dreams and hope. How could he...?”

I put my tongue to Tinya's empty words.

Dreams and hopes.

They were slaves who were oppressed and persecuted by their masters, but who lived hard.

Among them were old commanders, such as mercenaries, hunters, assassins, and others involved in various experiences such as servants, maids, merchants and farmers.

I would have survived long enough without my help.

“And since you don't know much about this place, I'll show you the way. Let them watch. ”

That said, I looked at Hans.

Hans gives you an embarrassing look.

“Oh, in my case, I'll just show you the way, and then I'll come back to this ruin. ”

Hans, instead of researching alchemy with Damon's help, decided to educate the rest of the town.

Of course, the real purpose would still be the treasure pile.

I looked at Tinya.

Then I needed a reliable guide.

“Do you know the way to the Palace of Justice? ”

Tinya's face brightens.

“Yes! Of course. As soon as we get to the city, we can get you to the walls of the Holy See!"

“It's going to be a short trip. I'll take good care of it.”

I reached out my hand, and Tinya shrugged her ears and clapped my hands.

Tinya looks at her hand, shaking her hand, and smiles brightly.

Damon smiles as gently as he looks at Tinya's daughter.

I looked at Hans and asked.

“But what city are we going to? ”

Hans takes out the map and lifts out an alchemical compass.

“We can go up a little further north. If we're going to go there...”

Hans looked at the map and told me.

“The City of Slaves, the Jebelium, will come. ”

* *

The Crown Prince, White Olfalls, was walking through a city of slaves called Jevelium.

Thousands of tents have fallen down and slave traders are screaming.

“Hey, handsome man! How about this slave? Perfect for a night out! Technology is art!”

“Boy or girl? We'll match you in any way you like! ”

The slavers talk to White.

Every time, White smiled awkwardly and stroked his hand.

He sighed for a long time.

Aslan here is hard to find a way. The distance between the city and the city was too short, and small towns were hard to find.

It was a dangerous place that was hard to find for a few days, and a long time, if you get lost because of your mistake on a desolate land.

White stops walking and looks at the flyer on the wall.

Is that all you got? ’

He's got a flyer on the wall.

I looked at the top table leaving after 10 days.

If you pay a certain amount, it will guide you to the next destination.

White looks at the flyer next to him.

[Colosseum, Mutu Stadium! Challenge your skills!]

White looks at it and tilts his head.

Apparently, there were a lot of slave games in Aslan.

As White looks at the flyer hanging on the wall, an old man is sitting on the street, dragging him to talk.

“Why? Are you interested in the Mutu competition? ”

White looks at the old man.

The old man who covered his lower half with mofo was begging with a can in front of him.

The old man glances at White.

White looked at the old man and scratched his head, pointing to the winning prize on the flyer.

“The merchandise is a vampire slave. ”

“Yes, isn't the gummy bears attractive? It's the best magical ingredient for the commanders! ”

"Hmm."

“For non-slave participants, there is a prize for every survivor. Of course…”

The old man dislodges the fur that was covering his legs.

His legs, which were wrapped around the name of the bloody bandage, didn't look lively.

It was fortunate that it didn't decay.

“You could get hurt pretty bad. ”

“... I'd like to interrogate the Vampires if I can find someone. I'm kind of busy right now. ”

“Who's looking? ”

The old man tilts his head.

“Do you need a vampire to find someone? ”

“Yes, well, my family is so complicated... ”

White tasted better.

The old man looks at White with mysterious eyes and turns his gaze to the street.

“Oh, these are the new slaves that survived this time. Now they have to fight number nine to survive."

White glanced at the old man's words.

The commanders and the skeletons they summoned saw slaves being dragged away.

They were all different races.

There are brown Orcs, there are elderly, there are children.

I saw some young men.

White smiles bitterly at them.

It's because his son was being taken away by the same man.

"... Huh?"

No, he's not like his own son, he's a real son!

The three princes, Rupel Olfolds, were being drawn to the commanders as they were moaning.

White, mesmerized, rubs his eyes.

No matter how many times I checked, it was the son I had seen in a long time.

The old man tilts his head in White's reaction.

“Why is that? ”

“No, it's... it's been hard. ”

White groans and says to the old man,

I looked at the slaves who were being dragged away.

“Do you know anything about this country? Other than war stories, it's a little deeper. ”

“Well, what kind of stories do you want? Aside from simple stories, there are many conspiracy theories that Aslan is hiding. ”

The old man rolls his fingers and smiles.

“I need money. ”

“Money is just travel expenses. It's been a long journey, but...”

White sits curled up to the eye level of the old man.

You look around and place your hand on the old man's leg as if he doesn't care.

The old man's leg twitches as he injects his power.

The old man breathes his last breath into the holy energy.

I could feel it in my legs.

The old man turns his legs and white with a frightened glance.

The leg that I had been examined for my entire life was healed instantly!

What a miracle!

White covered his mouth with his index finger.

“Can you tell me a story? about the Mutu competition and the conspiracy theories of Aslan. because I don't think I've heard the story. ”

The old man nods several times.

“W-well, I'll say anything. I'll tell you everything I know! ”