Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer

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Two pairs of skeleton horses take a tour.

The chariot races to the barren ground.

I sat on a heavily turbulent chariot and leaned against the wall.

Hans looks pale, whether he's seasick or not.

He vomited the contents of his food into the desert.

“You okay?"

Tinya gives Hans a pat on the back.

“Th-that's okay. Ugh...”

Hans wipes his mouth with dirt and points his back at the trolley.

I watched him for a moment, then summoned the warp scroll from the item window.

After using Amon's grimoire, I became interested in becoming a warp.

Hans wipes his mouth with a handkerchief and talks with difficulty.

“You said it was cheap, but it's actually a very good item, right? ”

“You can only move three meters. ”

“Search the world and earth. Can you get scrolls to warp 3m?" That's hundreds of gold coins. "

“Is it that expensive? ”

“... but no one actually lives. ”

Hans smiles bitterly.

Well, it's not very practical.

3m.

It was only a matter of three big jumps.

Who pays for this?

I've been staring at the warp scroll for a long time.

“I feel like I'm being sucked into a warp. It was weird.”

I remember when I used Amon's grimoire and passed out.

Among the words in the dream I saw at that time, I was concerned about something.

Black holes.

It was a word from a vague memory.

The warp gate of Narsus, the warp scroll of Hans, and the black hole in the capsule.

These three felt so common.

“I have a question. ”

I looked at Hans and asked.

“Is warp a dimensional possibility? ”

Hans is flabbergasted, gripping his chin and thinking.

And he looked at me and said,

“It's not impossible. ”

“Is that possible? ”

I was surprised and asked again.

“If it's a warp, isn't Alan wearing one now? ”

I'm wearing a warp?

Hans shrugs.

“What do you think summoned the dead in the first place? It's a summoning spell that brings souls from other dimensions who have passed away from this world. It's also a kind of warp. ”

“So you're saying I can use the warp to get elsewhere? ”

Hans shakes his head.

“Souls and living things are different. You can't warp a human in the form of summoning the dead. ”

“Different?”

“There's a difference between weight, molecular unit, warp division and recombination. The soul is much easier than the living body. To break the laws of the ancient alchemist Gravas.... ”

Hans explained, but I couldn't understand any of the complex mathematical formulas.

I spoke with my tongue out.

“So let's just cut to the chase. You're saying it's dimensional? ”

“It's possible. It's just a matter of how far they are. It will be used in proportion to the distance. ”

Hans says there is more than one origin in the world.

It is said that there are other dimensions overlapping in the visible world.

The middle line of human life, the purgatory of dead souls, and the gigantic system that God locked up in fear, the spiritual system called the legendary world that makes nature.

Other dimensions are said to overlap dozens of layers.

“The distance is narrow, so the energy consumed is short. Because the walls between dimensions are so narrow, in the case of the soul, it doesn't have to break down into molecules. But if it's alive, it's hard because of the size of it. even if it breaks down into molecules. ”

“So living people can't move dimensions? ”

“No, it's theoretically possible to use 'demolishing energy’ against a wall. Of course, you have to exert tremendous power. ”

According to him, you have to use the power to penetrate the dimensional wall.

In other words, dimensions were almost impossible for humans.

“That's something. ”

Hans straightens his neck as he utters an admirable word.

“I didn't become a defensive merchant because I was incompetent. because you don't have the money or the data. If I had them, I'd be proud to be the best alchemist on the continent. ”

I didn't mean to compliment you.

But I decided to guess because I like the feeling.

“Did you learn alchemy from your parents? ”

“No, it's self-study. My parents passed away leaving only books that they had studied as children. ”

Hans talks about himself.

“Do you know why I would risk my life on a treasure mountain? For fun? No, for my dream. Spending my life studying alchemy and reaching the truth of the world! That's the goal of my life. ”

Hans said I was impressed.

I just thought he was a greedy and aimless merchant, but he had a pretty stubborn goal.

“You're that good, but you don't belong anywhere? ”

“The world is not that big. The job of an alchemist is so corrupt that you can battle skillfully. Where in the world would a noble be able to support me, who has no connections and is a lowly identity? ”

I looked at Hans for a long time.

“Hans.”

“Yes, go ahead. Any more questions? ”

He lightens his voice, whether he was happy to speak of his personal history.

“Come to the Palace of Justice later. ”

“Yes?”

Hans looks young.

“If you want to work for the Great Depression, come and see me. I will not spare your support. ”

Hans opens his mouth.

As the prince says, we can definitely support him.

Tinya shouts.

“We're here, it's the Jebelium! ”

Hans and I looked at Tinya's direction.

Above the barren ground, you see a city of sand hardened.

It was the city of slavery, Jevelium.

* *

The skeleton horse is destroyed and the trolley is placed in the item window.

Me, Tinya and Hans walked into the city.

Getting into the city was easy.

You bribed some of the silver coins found in the ruins and passed through the checkpoint.

Through the outside door, you see active markets and merchants.

“Sold by Ain! Sell healthy Demihumans! Orcs, Dwarves, Elves. We sell everything!”

“The art of nightlife! A heavy slave will warm the lonely noblewomen for just 1 gold! ”

“A slave of the mercenaries who serve them by day and by night. Now, go find him! ”

The market's main commodity was slavery.

Slavers were selling people like fruit shopkeepers.

I made a bitter smile with a fairly foreign look.

“So many slaves. ”

Tinya smiles bitterly.

“It's a world where princesses are enslaved. ”

I put my hand on Tinya's head like that.

Tinya pulls the potted plant out of her bag.

It was a weed given to me by my children before I left.

Tinya pours holy water on the weeds every chance she gets.

“That sounds precious. ”

“Dreams and hopes. The hope that even weeds can grow in this land. ”

Tinya smiles brightly.

She said as if she had just remembered.

“But how do I use the Divine Skeleton Summon Magic? ”

“How do you write it? It's the same theory you know. I heard you've been using commandos. ”

However, in my case, I summoned the dead based on the game system.

It was almost impossible to summon the dead because of its physical strength and Mana characteristics, not its magic power.

But Tinya didn't give up.

“Can you tell me how you feel? ”

“Feeling?”

“Yes. A feeling. In your case, how do you feel about summoning the Holy Undead? ”

I said, thinking of the bear.

“Just thinking about the image. Appearance of the dead to be summoned, abilities, and the power to be consumed accordingly. I feel like I'm bringing them together. Just as the dead respond with willpower. ”

“Does it feel like it's calling? Will?"

Tinya looks surprised at the rabbit.

She lowers her potted plant to the ground and raises her cane.

His strength and Mana fluttered.

The power and Mana's light flow from her fingertips.

Seems to be struggling to summon the dead.

It's not going to work, but I don't know how to give up.

That's a good thing.

I watched her silently, turning my gaze away.

It's chaotic around the city.

“Oh! That's great. Ninth place! ”

“You look like a slave who was the paladin of the Holy See. ”

“Holy shit! Why are you telling me about that shitty country? ”

“But what do you think! I made money thanks to him! Haha!”

People gathered, smiling.

And slaves march among them.

I left Tinya and Hans in the middle of a strange sightseeing.

At that moment, I heard Tinya's words.

“Huh? Done! ”

It was when I looked at Tinya in surprise.

I heard cheers.

Slaves escorted by Skeletons. One of them was quite noticeable.

His wrists are covered in restraints, but he rides a wagon like a slave.

Female slaves fed her fruits on both sides.

They are being treated differently than other slaves.

Although the man looked fatigued, his face was pale.

“Haha! Do you know who I am? The Crown Prince! I'm sick of Orcs and slaves! ”

The man in the wagon bursts out laughing.

The citizens who saw it vomited in amazement.

“That's nine wins! One win and that slave is free!" ”

“But he's crazy. ”

“I may be dragged to slaughter the paladin later! ”

You're right.

The man in the wagon was insane.

There's a war going on with the Holy See, but you yell at a whale as a foreign prince. It was crazy.

What's even crazier is that it's the truth.

I stared at the slave and became fascinated.

A familiar face for some reason.

Slavery of the Holy See.

No, the man who used to be the Three Crowns!

“Why did you come out of there? ”

Rupel Olfalls.

He bursts into laughter and hugs the slave girls.

* *

The older brother I met after a long time was quite unusual.

Received by the crowd, he is empowering his neck like a brag.

... what happened to that person?

Loofel must have also fallen to Aslan by the warp.

Didn't Oskar fall in with you?

I looked around, but I didn't see Oscar.

Obviously, if he had, Rupel wouldn't be a slave gladiator.

I looked back at the completely changed Rupel.

If I had known Rupel, he would have fallen into this remote place and been drooling tears.

But now I'm shaking like crazy.

I could guess why.

Thousands of people are cheering. Moreover, even female slaves have beguiled and beguiled him.

It must be flesh and blood here because it's acknowledged as unacceptable in the Imperial Court.

I made my way through the crowd.

“Sir!"

"Huh?"

Rupel turns his head and looks at me.

His eyes widen. I rubbed my eyes a few times as if I didn't believe it.

And, uh...

“Oh, Alan! ”

Soon as he was about to rush to me, the soldiers stopped him.

Rupel pulls back, startled.

The commanders point a spear at me.

“Who are you? ”

Jeez, I panicked and talked to him.

I was treated as a madman, but it was dangerous to call me the Crown Prince here.

For now, you'd better pretend you don't know.

Before that, you were a slave? What the hell is going on?

Maybe that's a good thing. Slavery means trade is possible.

I took my pocket out of my arms and summoned it from the item window.

“I'll buy him. ”

“What? What are you talking about? The author is not a product. Next game...”

I opened my pockets and showed them.

Thousands of Doubloons.

It's a fair price to pay for a slave.

The commanders' eyes widen.

They looked at each other.

“Nine wins, after all. It might be best to sell it now. ”

The commanders nod.

As they reach for the money I gave them, another commander approaches.

“Halt! We'll take the slave. ”

I glanced at them.

I'm wearing an armor and a helmet.

Fairly armed. And since then, you've brought in slaves as if they were a sacrifice of magical power.

He was a very prestigious commander.

He looked at me and Rupel in alternation.

“What's your relationship with that slave? ”

In saying that, I spit it out in my heart.

The watchful eye.

I don't know, but she's suspicious about Rupel.

Now is the time to retreat.

“I was just curious to hear that I won nine races. I was on a trip, so I needed an escort. ”

“I'm sorry, I can't sell it to you. He is to be taken to the Holy Spirit. ”

“To the Holy Father? For what reason? ”

The commander answered my question.

“You don't need to know. Take her.”

The skeletons grabbed Rupel. Rumpel struggles as he is forced to be dragged.

When he looks at me, I squirm with my index finger on my lips.

- I'm gonna get you out of here, nice and easy.

At that, Rupel lowers his head.

As the commanders take Rufel, Tinya and Hans walk in.

“Who is that? ”

Hans said, I tasted it again.

“It's my brother.”

“You mean the Prince?

Tinya, who doesn't know me, tilts her head.

“My God, it's true that Aslan has the Crown Prince. And you're treating me like a slave! If the Palace of Justice finds out, they'll go crazy."

“I see.”

Most of all, the Holy Spirit here seems to have figured out the identity of Rupel.

That's why they dragged him.

It was even more troublesome.

I sighed.

“Prepare to leave. ”

“Yes?”

“I'm going to take care of you. ”

“But how...? ”

Hans and Tinya looked at me.

Having been taken to the Holy See, Rufel is most likely imprisoned in the citadel.

“Isn't that obvious? ”

If you're imprisoned, you can take it out.

As soon as Rufel's identity is uncovered, there will be an investigation on me.

Then, before the opponent does anything, it leaves this side.

“We're going to have to fight. ”

I turned my eyes away.

A huge castle situated on a hill.

I loosened myself, gazing at the castle of Jebelium.

* * *

Camp of the Holy See.

In the hot sun, the paladins stand tall in armor.

A rare group of Aslan people are seen among the armed forces.

“Go, thank you. Thank you!”

Rafael and Elise healed the Aslan people who had been injured in the war.

From small wounds to serious injuries, Raphael and Elise did their best.

With their skills, even the dying were able to heal without fail.

However, it was difficult to treat dozens and hundreds of refugees a day.

Raphael smiles at the grateful refugees of Aslan.

At that time, there was a small commotion at the guard post.

Someone was approaching the geography of the Pentagon.

An old man walks with a golden sword as his staff.

The paladins guarding the camp point at the spear.

“Stop! Who are you...! ”

“If you don't want to cut your throat, get out of my way. ”

The old man's words contain a deep life.

The paladins stiffen as they flinch.

A fierce gaze flashes at the paladins, among the parched hair.

“I will confront the Holy Father at once. ”

Dry old man.

Dry hair, lips, and a lifeless face.

But a familiar face.

The paladins harden, realizing who he is, and Raphael sprints out, watching the situation.

It was quite a welcome face for Raphael.

He will, too, because the hero who fought Amon 50 years ago has come.

A legendary figure who served as a guide to bring the Holy Father and Archbishop to Amon.

“Oskar? Oskar! ”

Deputy Chief of the Golden Cross.

Swordsman Oskar Valdre.

He journeyed through the barren desert to reach the Sanctuary's camp.