Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer

Marvel and Marcel bow head firmly.

It took me about a month to get to Aslan and immediately to the Holy See.

The Wyvern was difficult to see due to the weather influence, and it was also a long time to get on the wagon.

The twins tremble.

Fatigue comes along on a long journey, but there is no time to rest.

It's not just twins that are stiff.

Paladins are pillaged in the throne room of the Holy See.

The paladins, who were not even comforted at all, sweated coldly among the helmets.

To the left and to the right, the nobles and priests bow their heads stiffly.

Foreign ambassadors noticed the red carpet in the middle of them.

What's going on? ’

‘Why is this in front of us who are friendly.... ’

He is also Hilda's blacksmith and Dwarf leader, Bellogg.

There is also Haman who leads the Crusade.

"It's worse than being on Hilda's turf. ’

‘... are you angry? Because you haven't found any clues about Rupel? ’

Bellogue admires you, and as Haman, who never heard of Rufel, sweats a wink.

One of the foreign ambassadors showed courage and raised his head.

The Ambassador's mind is confused as if he had anemia.

There was a glimmer in the Ambassador's eyes.

‘That's... Holy Father! "

A skull of a mountain goat, dressed in bone armor, sits arrogantly on the throne.

Every time I saw the white air flow from my body, I felt heavy under pressure.

On the left was Death Knight in black armor and hoodie, and King Lahamma with mace on his hands, and on the right was Undead Rich with a long musket reaching two metres.

‘It's like looking at Cardinal Oskar and Raphael. ’

And the king looked like the Demon King in a fairy tale.

No, he may be more than they are.

There are twin brothers standing on either side, their heads bent as if they were nervous.

- How dare you raise your head in front of the king.

Rahamma raises her head.

The light inside the skull tingles.

During their deep lives, the ambassadors had chills on their backs.

The man who raised his head quickly bows.

Nathus said, bumping into it.

- On your knees, mortals.

They were instinctively on their knees.

I nodded, my hands on the floor, and my head bowed.

As an ambassador from another country, bending down was natural enough, but it was considered uncleanness.

Fear paralyzed their minds.

“Everybody out. ”

In the words of the Holy King, the paladins and nobles moved.

"No, don't go out there! ’

Don't leave us alone! ’

The ambassadors groaned inside.

But those who were afraid of the Holy Father left the throne room.

The door closes firmly.

The ambassadors felt their hearts beating and desperate.

- Kung-.

The door closes tightly, and there is a terrifying silence.

Some of the ambassadors sighed.

I think I'm going to lose my mind under pressure.

"No, no, no, no, no, no. Wake up. ’

Cry into your heart.

It came out of my mouth without even knowing it.

“Wake up.... ”

The ambassadors hardened, startled.

I tried to kill the mute ambassador.

Suddenly, the silence broke.

“I know why you're here. Maybe it's because the Holy See is raising an army."

I couldn't utter a word to anyone in my heavy voice.

The only thing I could do was bow my head even more and mean positive.

“We have no intention of invading. I'm just trying to stop Ragnarok. The Apocalypse.”

“Joe, the apocalypse? ”

The ambassadors had no judgment.

The Apocalypse? Ragnarok was also a strange word.

Given the current situation, the ambassadors had to be mistaken.

I've never heard of stopping the apocalypse.

It seemed like the Holy King in front of me was going to bring an end to this.

‘The Holy King is planning an invasion of the continent. ’

"Oh, my God, you're going to conquer the world! ’

"He's like the Demon King in fairy tales, and there's no way he wouldn't do that. ’

About the time the ambassadors fell into chaos, the Holy Father said.

“I'll let you know. Marvel, Marcel. ”

I didn't call him "sir."

As it was an official position, the Holy Father was of much higher standing.

The twins stare at Allen with their trembling eyes, startled.

The king raises his head.

“Show me, and tell me. The end.”

The twins closed their eyes.

And when I did, the ambassadors screamed.

Ambassadors wrap their heads.

I fell to the ground and trembled.

They will see.

Giants slaughtering Humans and destroying civilizations that humanity has made.

And you've heard.

The only thing that can stop it.

“That's.... ”

“Your Holiness! ”

At that moment, the ambassadors regained their senses.

I sat down, moaning.

I even forgot to be polite to the Holy Father.

They stared at the Holy Father with a blank look.

“How's it going?”

The majestic voice of the Holy King.

“That's Ragnarök. ”

The ambassadors' eyes were shaken.

I took a deep breath to relax my whole body.

“Giants will march with an army of blood. ”

Demons and yotoons, they swallow the continent.

“I want to stop it. That's why we need your strength. ”

The ambassadors saw it firsthand.

The only country that can stop this is the Holy See.

"For humanity, we need your strength. ”

Ambassadors have been dispatched from many countries.

Representatives of the country, diplomats who would rule the fate of the country.

The ambassadors stayed alert and tidied up their clothes.

I got down on my knees again. I bowed my head and behaved.

“... what we're going to do. Your Holiness.”

“Don't spare the support. We will be your shields and your swords. ”

The ambassadors hesitated, saying cautiously.

“We witnessed the end with our own eyes. But surely our kings will not respond, saying that they are false. ”

“Well, that's simple. ”

The king chiseled and said.

“If you fail to persuade them, make a guess that the Holy Father may be planning an invasion war. ”

The ambassadors have hardened.

“Then we can prepare for war."

“Ha, Haona. ”

“Our war will be in five years. Until then, cultivate knights, train wizards, develop weapons, and study magic."

“It will be the strength to protect humanity. You think you can handle that? ”

The ambassadors bow.

“I will follow.”

The Holy Father's gaze shifts and he looks at Bellogue and Haman behind the ambassadors.

“Listen to the leader of the dwarves. ”

“Yes, Your Majesty. ”

Bellogue staggers toward you and kneels again.

“There's something I need you to do. ”

“Bless you.”

The Holy Father waved his hand into the air.

Immediately, you hear a heavy voice in front of you.

Bellogue rolls his eyes as he looks forward.

In front of him were the Warhammers that the Holy Father Celt wielded, the staff of Arman used by the Holy Father, and the grimoire.

“I'll leave you to it. ”

The fingers covered by the bones of the Holy King point to the legendary armor.

“Build a spear that I can handle. ”

Bellogue shakes his head and raises his head.

The light inside the Holy King's skull faces the Bellogue.

“Can you do it? ”

“Wealth, impossible…. ”

“Possibly.”

The Holy Father was convinced.

Serran's [Prophecy], the Spear in it.

When Alan became a saint, he used Celtic's [epilepsy].

This was the power of the Warhammer Celts used.

Also, at that time, Alan did not use Amon's staff and grimoire.

There must be a reason you can't use both.

It must be the future.

Then building a window will also be absolutely successful.

"Can you do it? ”

The Holy Father's words silenced Bellogue.

I glanced down at the armor for a moment and sweated.

I had a lot of thoughts in my head.

“Possible…. I do.”

“How long will it take? ”

“About four years, I think. ”

“Took you long enough. ”

“It won't take long to complete. However.”

Bellogue bows.

“It takes time to convince acquaintances. Leave it to me."

“Very well. Send it to Duc Ariana, the Kingdom of Franz, as soon as it is finished." ”

“Very well. My acquaintance is also near Franz Kingdom... It shouldn't be that hard."

The Holy Father was not in a hurry.

There must be a reason for God's prophecy.

There are advantages to knowing the confirmed future.

The Holy Father looked at Haman this time.

“Haman.”

“Yes, I do. ”

Haman sweats cold.

“Northwest, duc Ariana of the Franz Kingdom has what you're looking for. ”

Haman pauses in surprise and looks at the Holy Father.

“I'm sorry for you, but I need you to work there for five years. I will send you there as an apprentice paladin. Report in detail what's going on there. ”

"... I understand. ”

Holy King Allen tapped the bracelet on the throne with his finger.

With this, conditions were adjusted to a certain extent.

There's only one thing left to do.

Wait.

I was just waiting for my strength.

Alan stares at both sides.

The twins are trembling with fear.

Alan puts his hands on their heads and says,

“... well done, sir. ”

A little murmur.

The twins' tremors stopped.

Ambassadors from all over the country rushed to open the throne room door.

They are exhausted by the constant tension.

When I felt thirsty, Charlotte stood in front of the throne room.

In her hand are the water bottles, with a tray.

“Oh, aren't you Earl Charlotte? ”

Charlotte bows with her expressionless head and greets the ambassadors.

“Drink and go. ”

“Thank you.”

The ambassadors pick up a water bottle of holy water from Allen, to be exact.

The unsteady ambassadors took off without knowing anything.

Charlotte looks at their backs and bows her head, looking at the Holy Father in between the open throne room doors.

‘... the perfect one. ’

Alan tasted it in his skull.

Even if you saw the end of the world for yourself and planted fear into Amon's artifact, five years is too long.

During that time, the ambassadors' thoughts could be corrupted.

But if you feed the Holy Water, that idea will be somewhat favorable to the Holy See.

Charlotte acted noticeably even though she did not ask.

The ambassadors have left the Holy See.

Bellogue goes to the Franz Kingdom, deeper than that, and Haman goes to Duke Ariana.

With this, I was getting ready.

* *

Three months later, Bellogue crosses Franz Kingdom and wanders the icy mountains with skilled dwarves.

The snowballs fall in the northwest.

Dwarves in wool clothing breathe out in the snow.

They climb a mountain path carrying a much bigger burden than themselves.

“No, boss. Is there really a skilled blacksmith in these mountains? ”

“Yes, a man much better than I am. ”

“What? Human? Humans are better than commanders? ”

“Oh, my God. You can't do that, Chief. Where did the Dwarf's honor and pride go? ”

Dwarves are outnumbered.

“Keep your armor handy. If I lose it, I'm in trouble. They're all the legendary armor the Holy Father gave me. And apparently, he's an amazing human being. I'm sure you have a lot to learn. ”

Bellogue sweats coldly.

To be honest, even Bellogue thought he'd lost to him.

“Learning from humans. ”

“We have our pride. ”

“The Duke is the one we want to meet. ”

The dwarves are furious with Bellogue's words.

“The Grand Duke?”

“My God, do you believe that superstition? ”

“There can't be a Grand Duke. ”

The dwarves kick their tongues.

Grand Duke.

A blacksmith's legend.

The weapon he makes is so praised as a weapon of God that even an ordinary person has the ability to make a king.

Rumor has it that he created Amon, the armor of the old commander, the staff, and the grimoire.

“He's definitely there. When I fled as a slave once, I owed it to the Grand Duke. ”

The dwarves are nervous.

Bellogue doesn't seem to be joking.

Bellogue raises his head and finds a small hut in a violent blizzard.

“... Found it. ”

Bellogue makes swift strides.

Bellogue arrives in front of the hut, nervous.

Swallow dry saliva and knock.

No response.

Bellogue carefully grabs the door.

You can't be dead, can you? ’

It was a long time ago.

After 25 years of friendship, the old man may be dead by now.

Bellogue opens the door nervously.

It was an empty hut.

“What, you don't. ”

“No furniture. ”

As the dwarves complain, Bellogue bursts into laughter with a happy look.

“Haha! He's still alive! He's persistent, that's why he's a blacksmith! ”

It's an empty hut, but you feel the warmth.

He's definitely alive.

“What are you guys? ”

At that moment, Bellogue hears a longing voice behind his back.

Bellogue glances back with a bright smile.

There stood the legendary existence of a blacksmith.

Wrinkled faces in their late 70s. But an old man with a muscular figure and a hunted beast on his back.

"Grand Duke!"

“... is Bell logged in? ”

Grand Duke.

Duke Avaldi in a human hood frowns.