Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer

You hear a buzzing sound from the white shield.

I looked at Charlotte.

She grips her teeth to balance the shield.

Beyond the limits of human nature, she was a superhuman being.

Nevertheless, she was indispensable to stopping the clay giant's tiny fangs.

“Ugh.”

A small groan comes from Charlotte's mouth.

A creaking armor, along with a small crack in the muscles and bones, is heard between the arms.

“Charlotte!”

She reacted to my shout.

I can't go on like this.

In that case.

Benda!

I feel like Charlotte's thoughts are being conveyed.

I put my hand on her shoulder.

Restores her vitality and heals her body.

At the same time, Charlotte pulls out the shield in her left hand.

The left hand, holding the shield, flicks violently to the right.

The power of a clay fang must be overwhelming.

Charlotte swiftly draws her right hand and slashes the flying awl.

“The prince ran away...! ”

Charlotte exclaims urgently.

“I don't think that's going to work. ”

I looked at the Mudster Giant, Mist Calf.

Mist Calf made an impression.

His pride seems to be overwhelmed that his attacks did not work.

- Bugs.

Mist Calf rises to his feet completely.

Grab a thick fist and lean back.

- Are you disobeying me, made by the giant king?

Two stone eyes stare at us.

He's going to smash his fist as it is.

That's not something Charlotte can stop.

“... I'll buy you some time. ”

What? I'm sorry.

Charlotte steps on the ground.

Her metal boots make the ground recede and her body bounces off like a spring.

Her body rises into the air.

And Mist Calf's gaze was also on Charlotte.

As the fist flew to her, I summoned Amon's skull.

Charlotte confronts the flying giant's fist.

Looking at it, she narrows her eyes and turns the sword with her body.

The sword is clenched in a fist surrounded by rocks, and she jumps with all her might.

Charlotte's body quietly dodges a fist.

Between the harsh wind pressure, she rolls over the back of the giant's hand and balances it.

It appears that the Whistling has taken considerable damage.

She slashes her sword and tries to cut the back of her hand, but all she does is scratch.

‘The volume is too large. ’

Her thoughts led to mine.

I used my skull to look at it.

“I am an army. ”

The other hand of Mist Calf slams down at the back of his hand, like a worm.

Charlotte quickly dodges it, running from the back of her hand to her wrist.

She shakes with shock.

There is no danger.

“Guia's …. ”

Mist Calf notices.

The giant's eyes are directed at me, and a mud trench rises from my body.

... the successor.

* *

Charlotte quickly runs back.

A little later, he was stabbed to death in the palm of a giant's hand.

She swallows a dry saliva.

‘There's nothing to be afraid of. ’

I calmed down.

You grip the sword and shield, completely dominating your emotions.

At that time, a gunshot rang out.

Charlotte looks down.

On the ground, you see Allen wearing Amon's skull and bone armor.

"... Your Highness? ’

He holds a staff in his right hand and a book in his left hand.

White smoke flows from the twelve Muskets unfolding behind Alan's back.

Muskets provoke toward the giant's hand, pointing upward.

You pierced the air and hit the giant's hand.

The rocks explode and the hand of the giant is pushed back.

In particular, the mud burst and flowed thick.

There was also a gap.

Charlotte's eyes twisted.

The rocks won't do any damage, but they won't be mud.

“Hehe...! ”

Charlotte lets out a deep breath.

I got into position relaxing my muscles.

The user slams the sword into the mud.

You cover yourself with your left hand shield.

‘Forward…. ’

She moves.

Run on Giant's Arm.

A loose sword splits through the mud, and each time, it bursts like blood.

- Kuooooooooooooooo!

Mist Calf screams and tries to hit her with his other hand, but Allen fires a back-up shot each time.

‘Forward...! ’

A trench protrudes through the mud and flies to pierce her.

You release the shield at an oblique angle, or cut the pickaxes off with your sword drawn from the ground.

‘Furthermore...! ’

I passed my forearm.

Reached the shoulder.

And I leaped as hard as I could.

The shield that covered its body is bent back.

You raise your sword.

I can see the face of the Mudster in awe.

My eyes shook and revealed a flutter.

I didn't see arrogance before.

Now I'm embarrassed and scared.

A Giant with a lot of bluff.

That's why.

Humans will do that.

Charlotte sighs.

A sword integrated with the white aura flies towards the giant's eyes.

Boom!!

The tip of the sword hits the hard eye.

Her hands falter.

The blade gradually melts the giant's eyes.

I pierced it.

Phew.

- Shhhhhhh!

Mud gushes from the snow.

A dusty storm gusts out from the giant's mouth.

‘I did it...! ’

Charlotte's face was filled with joy.

But wait a minute.

Her eyes meet the other eye of the giant.

The distorted look in your eyes.

Hatred and anger were stained.

Charlotte's expression was stiff.

It was weak.

No matter how much I stabbed him in the eye with a sword, he was at most the size of a needle.

“Charlotte-!"

The Prince's Cry.

She also lost the shadow right next to her.

As she turns to look at you, you see a huge grip.

“Ah…."

Her eyes glaze down naturally.

Allen raises his head and looks at himself.

“Huang -.”

Qajik!

Suddenly, I was dazed.

There was no time to summon the White Bone King or the Bone Dragon.

Charlotte's body bounces strongly and falls to the ground.

I wrapped my head around her, hugging the ground and falling.

My body is stuck to the ground.

You rush to check her condition as the dust settles.

There's blood in my head.

You grip the shield and sword at that moment, but your hands loosen and you lose your armor.

Does not breathe.

Goddammit!

The uncontrollable anger dominated reason.

No, you can't. When I lose my mind, I really lose her.

Don't be ridiculous. I'm not gonna let you die like this!

I put my hands on her head.

Powerful, but ineffective

It should not be a simple treatment.

I need resurrection.

No more than five minutes. Then resurrection will fail.

Plus, there's a lot of physical damage.

You hear footsteps from behind you.

Giant, Mist Calf approaching.

‘I can't concentrate. ’

Revival is not a skill that can be used because of its vast physical strength.

High concentration is needed as much as it saves lives. And time.

At least something to stop Mist Calf...!

“Protect the Prince -! ”

Something pierces through the cloudy dust.

A large siege wedge wedges into the firm rock wall of the Mist Calf.

- What the...?

Mist Calf's distraught voice.

“Support fire! ”

“Deploy siege weapons! ”

“Archers, open fire! ”

Numerous siege weapons have flown in.

The boulder slaps Mist Calf in the face.

The wedges of a ballista are inserted into the chest of a mist knife.

I saw Ronia's prisoners rushing from the cloudy dust.

They are using siege weapons to stop the movement of Mist Calf.

In addition, ordinary soldiers without siege weapons shouted deliberately near Mist Calf.

“You damn giant! ”

“Where are you coming from? ”

Shoot a bow and throw a spear.

Those things bounced off solid rock.

Just bait.

They are using their lives to attract attention.

“Damn it, I'm not this brave! ”

Spell throws a spear, screaming.

“... courageous behavior from the battlefield. ”

Haman also fired his bow.

Every time, Mist Calf frowns and shakes his hand.

Dozens of humans rise into the air.

“Your Highness!”

Lord Jennard approaches on horseback.

“Get out of the way! ”

I shake my head at Lord Jennard.

They're overreacting.

Drifting with madness, I lay down my life.

For a giant, a human is no more than an ant.

“No, we're not just ants. ”

Lord Jennard looks down at me.

Do they even read my thoughts?

Or maybe it's the resonance of Elise.

“At least it could be a fire ant. ”

Lord Jennard smiles graciously, even though his life is at stake.

* *

Mist Calf steps back screaming.

As a Giant, even the pain of the Humans' attacks can be palpable.

But.

- Monsters!

Mist Calf is trembling with fear.

On the contrary, the Lonian prisoners were fearless.

They were oppressed by the screams and deceit of the prisoners.

“It's an ancient book. ”

Hans gives a hopeful look among the Lonian army.

“Coward Mist Calf. ”

He remembers the ancient books in his head.

It was made by the king of the old giants, but it was always a failure.

Powerful compared to other Giants.

“But he used the heart of a legendary horse. ”

Legend has it that he accidentally used the heart of a Giant Horse to become a coward.

I guess that was the truth.

“He's just a giant with more fear than a big one. ”

As Ronia's prisoners shout, frightened Mist Calf waves his hand.

Every time, the prisoners opened the streets and attracted Mist Calf.

“Over here. You! ”

The cavalry raises a torch and waves.

Mist Calf's gaze is drawn to the cavalry.

Safety is secured.

Allen knelt on one knee and slammed his staff to the ground.

Amon's grimoire was opened.

Cast Revive now.

We also need to figure out a way to stop Giants as soon as possible.

The White Bone King and the Bone Dragon are sure, but it is too late to summon them.

‘I've never done it. ’

A technology in Aslan that NASA wanted to push its overwhelming self.

"The myth of death."

In Aslan, Nathus gathered all his magical powers as 1,000 slaves.

As Allen now has enough power to do it.

‘Also sealed. ’

At least we can keep him immobile, even if he can't seal it completely.

All three are used in duplicate.

Allen's bony hand gently covers Charlotte's head.

“Charlotte, first order of business. ”

A declaration made directly to her.

“Come back alive. ”

Like the wings of 12, the bones wrap around her.

[Use ‘Aztalun’.]

[Use Omnipotent Transition.]

[Use Revive Skill.]

[Proceed to skill ‘Sacrifice’.]

* *

It was in the deep darkness.

Silence, a place where nothing exists.

There lies Charlotte.

My body is getting heavier.

Death.

It has come.

I sank into the swamp in the dark.

Then the more I did, the more my memory faded in my head.

What was I doing...?

- Charlotte.

I hear voices.

It's a voice I'm very familiar with and miss.

- Come back alive.

Charlotte flinches.

Someone grabs Charlotte's hand.

Forcibly pull her out of death.

Charlotte opens her eyes slowly. Look around.

It's in the dark.

A place of light in the sky and darkness beneath.

It's like being in the deep sea.

Charlotte looks at her hands.

Someone is pulling themselves in.

This is….

"My Prince?"

It's Allen.

Charlotte tries to move her body as she feels the pull.

Something comes out from deep in the sea.

The hands of many dead.

It grabs Charlotte's feet.

Charlotte howls.

Stuffy.

- Charlotte.

My voice grows distant.

Her body sinks deeper into the darkness.

Let go of me! ’

Charlotte kicks those who grabbed her feet.

- Charlotte!

Charlotte grips her teeth.

Aztalun engraved on her face.

The dead take off their hands in a bright light. You step back into the darkness, covering the light with both hands.

Charlotte heads towards the light as if separated.

The prince said.

Come back alive.

So...

Survive!

You grip your teeth and reach for the light.

* *

‘How dare you...! ’

Mist Calf frowned.

My heart aches. Something was twitching in my heart.

Rage rises to the top of your head.

I will not be silenced any longer.

Mist Calf grips his hands.

The blow that knocked down even the iceberg.

This will kill most of the humans.

- All of them.

Mist Calf grins brutally.

- Die.

It was time to slap both hands.

A golden chain rises from all sides.

Seal the movement around the arms of Mist Calf.

-...!

The battlefield is silent.

Even the screaming soldiers, the terrified, screaming Mist Calf, shut their mouths silently.

Their gaze shifts to one place.

Allen's 12 wings spread wide.

The paladin who was there.

You turn your white silver hair over into a white robe.

He holds a large shield in his left hand and a sword of sacred power in his right hand.

Spray the white particles, and she opens her eyes.