Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer

I have no sophisticated and delicate torture skills such as the Red Cross.

However, a comparable atmosphere can be created.

I hung Baron Ravana upside down.

The maggot-like body rumbles through the air.

Beneath it, I placed a pool of holy water and used a skeleton to bind the Baron Rava to a chain.

“Let the games begin. ”

I followed the lines of the thriller movie in a sinister atmosphere.

Baron Ravana looks at me with trembling eyes.

In a confined space, only the holy water on the floor emits a bright light.

“There's only one way you can be comfortable. I'm just answering the question sincerely. ”

That's what I said, and I went through the list that Baron Lava had. These are the main figures of the Great Depression.

Among them was Rose Darina.

“What's the answer?”

“Go, livestock themes...! ”

I bounced my fingers.

The skeletons holding the chain release.

Baron Lava's body falls to the ground and is buried in a pool of holy water.

The flesh burns and makes strange noises.

There were ashes and smoke everywhere.

The skeletons pull the chain back.

Burning flesh regenerates. A unique ability to regenerate a vampire.

In fact, I thought of water torture, but the vampire suffered a terrible amount of hydrochloric acid torture.

Despite the choking and burning pain, Baron Ravana exclaims for his life.

"Do you know anything about Rose Darina? ”

'I don't know... "

Bounce your finger.

Baron Ravana is sucked back into the Pool of Holy Water.

The series of moves is repeated again.

If you take it out and ask a question, the answer is no.

One more time.

I repeated it without rest.

If you don't get a clue from here, there's no way out.

Time is running out, at least until Rupel's death.

After three and a half days of restlessness, Baron Lava frowned with a red bitten face.

“No, I'll do it. I say. Everyone.... I'll tell you. Now... Stop."

That said, I smiled.

* *

You left the town's Sealed Storage.

In front of them were the First Prince of the Kingdom of Rome, Barus, the Knights escort, and Charlotte.

I looked at Charlotte.

He looks quite unhappy.

The baron was bewitched by enchantment, and his ego was corrupted, and he seemed to be sad that I had taken his prey from him.

“I've got it. Where Rose Darina is. ”

He was the accomplice who had her.

It was first prince Varus who was in the color of his words.

He wants to avoid the involvement of the Holy Father and Mother of Law.

“Well, did it turn out to have nothing to do with us? ”

7 As Prince, I can bite the heavenly troops deployed here.

Varus had such hope.

But I shook my head.

Rather, it was the opposite.

“No, I have a deep connection to you. ”

Nothing to do with Varus, to be exact.

However, the Kingdom of Rome was deeply involved.

The expression surprised Barus' face.

“The one protecting Rose. ”

I stared at Varus.

“It's the Dragon Slayer, Leiden. ”

Barus is silent and speechless.

For a while, his face turned white.

If I'm telling you the truth, the Kingdom of Rome was protecting Rose.

This can also be used as an excuse for an invasion if it is wrong.

“Now, wait a minute. Isn't that strange? ”

“That's what the vampire said. How come the Vampire knows the whereabouts of the Emperor's Mercy and is related to Leiden...?"

Barus' long footsteps blur.

He opens his mouth in shock.

Varus realized that.

Leiden, Rose, and the Vampires.

“Because it's relevant. ”

They were all accomplices.

* *

Skeleton Horse leads the wagon.

Escorts are on the move.

I remembered what Baron Ravana said.

- Rose Bridgena, he was our inside man. He was the one who gave me all the information from the Holy See, the one who released the creatures and their legs.

The role of the nobles who want to become vampires and have eternal life, that was Rose Darina.

Baron Lava didn't know exactly.

As a living descendant vampire hiding in a cave, I became a rank and was sent on a mission for the first time.

Baron Lava said.

- Also, the erl was in charge of this mission.

Marquis, not the noble class of a mere human society, but the rank and sequence of a vampire society.

Status indicates it.

Leiden Behemoth, the Vampire Marquis in charge.

I wiped my head in memory of Baron Lava's words.

- Turning him into a vampire was easy. Because he wanted to.

There are two conditions for being a vampire.

One is the blood of a descendant who will make you a vampire. The other is that the party wishes to become a vampire and dedicate his soul.

If a dependency contract is made, you will live as a "servant" of the founder's bloodsucker.

Ryden turns 80 and feels weakened. He also spent an old man stained with pain because of the fatal wounds he had received in the dragon fight in the past.

To him.

- Rose Darina, she seduced him.

Rose opened the way for Ryden to live.

He was resurrected as a vampire with the power to resist false life, eternal life, and death.

- The Vampire King has acknowledged the man who hunted the dragon. You handed him your blood, raised him to your sight, and gave him the title of the baron.

- So where's Leiden?

- I really don't know! The Grand Duke only gave orders in a letter. I followed his orders like a puppet!

After discovering any questions, you killed Baron Lava.

I thought about finding out what the Vampires were up to in the wagon.

But why? Why?

Is the vampire still protecting Rose Darina?

Isn't that what you're throwing away for them now?

Is there still a corner Rose can use?

I don't know.

However, if you get caught, it's the ‘maid' next to Rose.

At the last visit, Rupel mentioned the ‘maid’.

When I checked with Siman, she wasn't a particularly talented woman.

Nevertheless, the fact that the Vampires have Rose and the maid is worth it.

I wiped my head.

Is this back to square one?

Find the Vampire Lydens.

But how do we find out where he's hiding in Rome?

It's not like there's no way.

The first prince in sight.

I need Varus' help.

Very few people know the inside of the Rom Kingdom that well.

So...

“How...! ”

I turned my gaze to Varus.

Barus looks at the outside of the wagon, desperate.

My eyes frowned.

The stench of it pierces my nose.

Beyond the crossroads of the forest, what you see is a desolate ruin.

A giant city adjacent to Lost Village burned down.

There was no outer wall or barricade, a place where soldiers could be plundered.

There are many burning or skeletal buildings, many dead bodies, and weapons everywhere.

It was a battlefield built by the civil war in Rome.

Among them, the zombies roam in a jolt.

This wasn't the work of a vampire.

The laws of nature in this world.

If someone dies in the same land as the battlefield, some of them become undead.

That's what's happening right now.

By the civil war in the kingdom of Rome, the undead were born.

“No, it's a wagon! ”

There are survivors in the city where the dead roam.

The refugees who saw the wagon jumped up and down.

“Help me!”

“Please save me.What to eat... My child...!"

“There are the dead. Help us!"

Refugees have surrounded the wagon.

When I saw the Skeleton Horses, I stopped, but they were more attracted to the knights escorting the wagon and to the people on board.

Escort knights have pushed the refugees away.

“Everyone stay away! ”

“That's reckless. Who do you think this is?" ”

The knight's words were rather counterproductive.

It was the idea of the refugees that the High One would save them.

The knights turned their gaze.

Zombies are gathering.

The impatient knights draw their swords in a flash.

Increases chaos.

I didn't know the victim would show up if I did anything wrong.

Hundreds of people who were hundreds.

I looked at the refugees.

There are older people in their 70s and above, and children under 10.

All survivors of the battlefield.

These refugees are dead meat.

I've lost my home. I have no food, no water.

The only thing we have to do is run away from the roaming dead.

Charlotte looks sadly at those who cry.

Varus is silent.

It seemed like you could take on this many refugees, or not.

I told Varus.

“Are you going to throw them all away? A prince of a country? ”

Varus nods in awe.

“We can protect you. There's a place nearby. But there is no cure for the wounded. Food, drinking water..."

“That's an excuse.”

Barus smiles bitterly.

“Yes, that's an excuse. But if you want to save one person, you're going to die. ”

“You have information about Ryden, don't you? ”

Varus looked at me.

“Even a vampire, there must be some accomplice for Ryden to hide. I need you to hand over that information. ”

Barus nods at the sudden words.

“Of course. I'd do it if I could stop the Holy See intervention. But why? ”

“Good.”

I got out of the wagon.

I flicked my finger lightly.

Runes are engraved around it.

Summons Armed Skeleton and Staffed Skeleton Meiji.

The refugees scream.

Varus has a surprised look in his eyes.

This is the first time I've seen a summoned Holy Undead.

Skeletons hunt the approaching zombies one by one.

Skeleton Meiji has a gap.

Over 30 surround hundreds of refugees.

“W-what are you doing?! ”

“Sa, commander. Necromancer!”

"Is he trying to kill us? ”

The refugees scream anxiously.

Charlotte tries to calm the refugees down.

I saw the skeleton mage surrounding the refugees.

This is a great opportunity.

It would be a good idea to experiment with AzTalun.

Skeleton Meiji kneels.

Place the staff in each hand on your forehead and sing the choir with prayer.

As the beautiful choir rang, the refugees opened their eyes wide.

Their confused mouths shut quietly.

The annoying man wipes out the horror in his confused head.

He also stared blankly at the aura of divine power that Skeleton Meiji was exuding.

The Aura of Holy Power spreads like a wave.

Skeleton Mages, the priests, raise their staffs.

Divine Energy.

A sanctuary where God's miracles can be performed.

That's it.

“Declare the Temple. ”

It became active.

* *

Skeleton Mages slap the staff.

Kung-!

The earth trembles.

The golden runes spread around them.

A bright light emanates from the ground.

The refugees on the ground above Aztalun are filled with wonder.

They examine their condition.

The heavy body becomes lazy.

The sick are cured, and even the smallest wounds are gone.

The approaching dead melt, and those who see the golden light close their eyes.

Is that it?

“Oh my...! Oh, my God!"

One of the refugees is stunned.

He looked down at his child.

The arm that was cut off by the war. A wound that has been covered with a dirty cloth and prevented bleeding is being treated.

It's not just anything.

The pain goes away.

A severed bone rises.

Bone joints form, and blood lines and muscles extend out and bend around them. Finally, my skin was covered.

"Full regeneration" is unfolding.

The child looks at his hands with trembling eyes.

I repeatedly clenched my fist to see if it was still unbelievable.

And he cries.

An arm that didn't exist was reborn.

“Dad!"

The child hugged the father.

I felt my father's warmth from an arm that was not there.

On the contrary, the father felt the power that he was pulling from his child's hand.

“It's... a miracle. ”

My heart is aching.

The father hugged the child in a daze. Then I rolled my wet eyes and looked at the priest.

It's a boy who's about to become a man.

A miracle done by such a boy.

It was ridiculous.

Varus and the knights were also fascinated.

Varus opens the carriage door as if possessed.

My heart murmured.

Every time I was with the prince in front of me, it was a series of surprises.

When I hunted a vampire, I felt cruelty, and mercy when I dealt with the weak.

“Prince, do all the clergy of the Holy See perform such miracles? ”

Even the knights admire it, and Varus shakes his head.

“No, it's not. ”

Definitely not

Varus was convinced.

I'm familiar with the Seven.

A fearsome title like the Vampire Slayer, the Lycan Butcher.

But another title, which is called differently.

“He."

The refugees all kneel.

They hold their hands together and bow their heads.

I offer my prayers of gratitude with an earnest heart, filled with tears.

The only boy in sight.

“The Son. ”

Towards Saint Allen Olfalls.