Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer

I returned to my home country.

The king also arrived in Lorenzis, announcing the end of his long journey.

“Long live His Holiness-! ”

“The Palace of Justice will last forever! ”

I looked back and saw the troops stationed in the city, receiving the cheers of many people.

You see paladins and priests strewn all over the walls, and soldiers supporting them.

Soldiers are among those who cheer.

“I heard you saved King Franz and took pity on his people. ”

“That's it! You saved my father from the ruined kingdom of Iceland this time. And his refugees! ”

“They really are merciful people. ”

Xaviera.

Unfortunately, I did not.

Sufficient for everyone, the Holy Father and Mother Law Administration did not meet.

Even after years of preparing for this, I was short on preparation and time.

It is urgent to feed 150,000 Allied troops.

Rather, I want the yotoons to advance and get here as soon as possible.

If you don't, the soldiers will go to war with the Jotuns, the Dead, and Ragnarök, starving.

After me, Charlotte, Elise, and Hans, Raphael and Oskar.

Heavy paladins saluted and opened the throne room door.

“May the blessings of Gaia, Goddess of Life -. The Holy Father is coming! ”

The Grand Chamberlain's voice echoes.

The great war, the lords of the Holy See, the clergy, gathered.

Among them are my sisters, Luann, Hilda, as well as the serrants and twins who have been waiting for me, Marcus and Franz, and White.

They have been waiting for this moment.

I have raised all my strength to stop Ragnarok.

I took a breath.

And I always looked at the unfamiliar throne.

I walked with all my strength to my legs.

Everyone clasps their heads.

You step on the red carpet, step forward and sit on the throne.

I looked around at the gents.

Those who followed me fell to their knees in the middle.

Holy Father.

Now the time has come for the continent to act as its protector.

“From now on, we begin our continental protection plan. ”

I must now command them.

That was my role, my duty, and my duty as Holy Father on this throne.

* *

I had a hard week.

Not everything can be learned as a saint in five years.

Politics and military strategies, craftsmanship and dignity as a royal family, sophistication, etc. Everything was lacking.

It was only through the training of talent, friendship with nobles, that they were able to effectively demonstrate their abilities.

As far as that was concerned, Charlotte did not spare any compliments.

“You're good at that. ”

When I make a fat face, Raphael adds that he was teasing me.

“You're not lacking, but you did well. ”

Raphael is a person who speaks.

I was a little relieved by what he said.

It's hard to pretend to be outdoorsy and extravagant.

I was often tired every night and fell asleep on the throne.

At that time, Charlotte carried me to her room on her back.

I came out of my room when I was thirsty.

I didn't even send my acolytes.

Rather, sneaking around the Imperial Palace by myself and getting some air was good for a change of mood.

One of them is a visit to the library.

Same as usual.

Elise is reading late at night.

I shared a short talk with her.

When I returned to my room, Luan and Hilda, and Serran and the twins were waiting with bottles.

Charlotte looks apologetic for not stopping them.

I lived without pretense that I had no regard for my position in a private space.

Their lives gradually melted away.

Then I heard the news.

“Your Holiness! ”

Haman said to me in a cold sweat.

“Jotuns have been spotted. ”

It was a busy, but peaceful moment of collapse.

Hundreds of thousands of refugees have crossed the borders of the Holy See. According to their testimony, the yotoons trampled Rom's land.

The reason they marched late was to raise an army of vampires.

Time is running out.

“By order of His Holiness, I have summoned a force of 1,000 commanders, Tinya Aslan. ”

The once princess of Aslan, the Dark Elves, Tinya, arrived with her troops.

As the commanders enter the Great Kingdom, the people tremble.

There are limits to controlling people.

I opened my mouth while looking at the situation in the Royal Road on the balcony.

“I need the right person. A symbol to relieve anxiety. Raphael, I need you to do me a favor. ”

The current royal family needed a hero.

Yeah, a symbol of fear for a vampire. For the people, there is nothing more solid.

Celt Olfalls.

I needed him.

Raphael groaned in my words.

He lowers his head.

“Think again. His Holiness wishes to rest. ”

“I don't think so. ”

Raphael looks up at me.

I told you what happened at the edge of death.

I met Celt Olfalls.

“My grandfather was bored. He wanted a big fight. ”

“I don't know if I should say that. Did he make a scene in the heavenly world before? ”

Raphael grunts, making an impression.

He added that he should not be unconfident.

I guess I miss him even when he's complaining.

So maybe you should let me see him.

“It was given to me by God himself. Call me.”

“... I understand. ”

I was guided by Raphael.

I was accompanied by Charlotte who was escorting me and Elise who was now to assist me.

Where the Holy Land is buried.

I've reached the top of the imperial palace.

Rather than being buried, you'd better see that the coffin is on top.

It is said to be placed at the highest point for seven years so that it can stay in the celestial world for a long time.

No ceilings, but rather walks like a garden on a rooftop.

You can see a tube made of stone among the colorful flowers.

On top of this is a diary of the holy water, the Bible, and Celtic achievements.

“Then if something happens, please call me. ”

Raphael says so and leaves.

I swept down the coffin.

I read the journal about Celt's accomplishments.

Charlotte stood by my side and watched me through to the end.

Elise clears out Celtic's grave quietly.

He was once called a tyrant and once a saint.

I've been fighting vampires my whole life and winning every time.

I smiled as I read the diary of the Holy Father.

I got up from my seat.

Time passed and it became night.

The moonlight was illuminating us in the sky.

“What's so sad about you fighting all the time that you want to fight again? ”

Nature is a fighter.

No, all the bloodlines of the anarchists will.

It's not like I want to live quietly.

Elise approaches.

“Are you trying to wake him up? ”

“I asked you to call. ”

“Is that possible? ”

Elise wondered.

There are only a limited number of souls that can be awakened with a command.

Ghosts who were corrupted by vengeance, souls killed by death, diseases, or accidents.

All of them could only be summoned by the dead, not the true death-life they should have as life.

In the case of Celts, death by lifetime.

Impossible to summon as the dead.

“Yes, the dead are impossible. ”

But not the dead.

Elise's words were crooked.

I swept down the coffin.

“I need your help. So..."

I put my strength into the coffin.

“Help me, Guardian of the world." ”

His strength spread.

A faint stream of light spreads out and illuminates the surroundings.

I smiled, looking at the incandescent soul waving over the coffin.

* *

Refugees from other countries, many races, have interspersed to reach the borders of the Holy Land Administration.

They were overwhelmed with tiredness.

His face was dark, hungry, and even sickly.

The Holy See wasn't big enough to accommodate all of them.

“I don't understand why the Holy Father made us accept refugees so much. ”

“Rather, if you don't take it, that's the problem. ”

There is an army of Vampires marching here.

If you do not accept the refugees, they will be hunted by the Vampires, and they will become zombies and invade the Holy See.

Receiving refugees does not increase the number of dead.

“But I'm nervous. ”

Soldiers glance at the refugees in cold sweat.

There is definitely a vampire in one of these.

We were feeding diluted holy water to all refugees, but that was also the limit.

Not many people have snuck out of sight in this complex refugee procession.

Clearly, some vampires were digging deeper into the borders of the Holy See, with a smile on their face.

They'll be waiting for chaos.

If the Jotuns attack from the outside, the Hidden Vampires will summon the dead from the inside and train the soldiers.

“Please be safe again today. ”

The soldiers draw the sign and pray.

At night, even the moonlight that was shining around was consumed by the clouds.

Soldiers light torches in the dark.

As darkness approached, I felt thirsty with fear and fatigue.

The paladin who commands the soldiers lifts a leather pouch to drink water.

“Oho-! Ancient demons have come to punish the foolishness of humankind-! ”

You missed the leather pouch by surprise.

The leather pouch falls on the floor and the water pours out.

The paladin frowns and looks at the one among the refugees.

An old man was trembling, his hands outstretched and shouting.

“I have seen their march! So powerful a monster is marching to destroy humanity!"

There has to be.

Those crazy bastards.

I couldn't figure out the atmosphere.

These refugees seem anxious. What if I scare them even more...

The paladin chokes his tongue.

“Come on, don't stop me! ”

You shout to the soldiers beneath the wall.

Soldiers approach the old man.

When the paladin reaches out for the water bag again, he can see that the water was slightly shaking.

The paladin's eyes widen in amazement.

Take off your helmet and look at the ground.

“Paladin?”

As the soldiers approach and ask him, the paladin raises his hand to stop them from speaking.

In silence, the earth echoes.

Bang... Bang...

Kung, Kung, Kung...

Kuku Kung!

"...!"

The paladin raises his head.

“Enemy -!"

Soldiers stop at his shouting.

The soldiers approaching the old man look up at the wall in surprise.

“They're coming! ”

It was not the resonance of nature.

The paladin grips his teeth.

There are no Scout reports.

Obviously. You've been beaten.

The paladin hurriedly raises the dragon bird.

“Get the refugees inside! ”

The people scream.

The old man continues to shout in the chaos.

“They can't stop anyone! To live now, we must pray to them. Pray, pray, pray...! ”

A black shadow falls over the old man's head.

“Huh?"

As the old man tilts his head, a giant stone slams him down.

Qajik-!

Blood and flesh are fried all around.

Huge stones fall down among the refugees.

“Gaaaaaah!”

Screaming.

Abigail.

The paladin looks at the stone flying towards the outer wall and cries out in haste.

“Magic Seal! ”

Wizards chant spells on the outer wall.

An outer wall is engraved with transparent light in response to it.

Flying stones more than 5 meters hit the outer wall and were crushed or bounced off.

It was created by a nobleman named Hans.

The paladin watches the front.

- Feed him!

Jotuns are coming.

Numerous dead galloped beneath their feet.

Durahan on the Ghoul, the vampire who climbs onto a cart and whips Lycans.

It shoves half the world black like a wave.

Armies of the Apocalypse.

The paladin looks at refugees and invaders alternately.

“What would you do? ”

The panicked soldiers regained their composure.

They're trained soldiers, too.

I knew how many people died in one mistake.

“Close the door. And...”

Do not be swayed by emotion.

Not everyone can die saving the refugees.

“Abandon the border and retreat. ”

The paladin gives you a nod.

Their mission was simple.

Evacuate as many refugees as possible. And keep an eye on the border situation and avoid it as much as possible.

A sealed outer wall.

It won't be easy for them to get through.

I thought the paladin had come down the outer wall.

Looking back at the slow-closing outer door, the paladin's eyes widen.

The refugees covered in robes gather.

You reach out your fangs between the robes, and you see long fingernails.

“I see. Haven't you covered them all up yet? ”

The paladin draws his sword.

Soldiers were with him.

Vampires, they smile and attack paladins and soldiers.

The outer door opens.

Hundreds of refugees have turned into zombies.

The border area of the Holy Land Administration fell in just half a day and became a city of death.

Blood rains.

In the rain, the kings of the Apocalypse set foot before the Holy See.

Their advance has not stopped, and the forces are only getting bigger.

Sand and death covered every territory of the Holy See.

Increasingly, the Holy See's territory was eroded by destruction.

This also resounded to Lorenzis, and reached the ears of the Holy Father Allen who sat on the throne.

Nonetheless, Allen remains motionless.

All we had to do was round up the troops to the Royal Road.

The kings of the Apocalypse would have noticed that.

Every breath of life directed to Lorenzis.

Alan looks at the Emperors of the Holy See with a golden spear.

“Here they come. ”

Alan smiles, raising his mouth.

“We'll see.”

Everyone was fascinated by him who smiled.

There is no fear.

“What will be the end of the world. ”

He was very much like the Holy Father, Celt Olfalls.

* *

Lonia in the North.

Prisoners are noisy.

Grab your weapon.

Wear chain armor and wear a white circus coat bearing the crest of a rowdy man.

You put your helmet on and check the status of your horse with its military gear on.

Lord Jennard takes a breath.

2,000 horsemen are ready.

They all know how to use their sacred power, thanks to the blessings of the saints.

That's it. These are the elites and skilled at stopping the waves of death in the north for five years.

I've also grown up eating the elixir.

They are now as competent as the heavenly army.

“May Guia bless you. ”

When the prisoners finished preparing for battle, they erected a symbol in the form of a neck, a symbol of the Holy See, and knelt down toward it and put their hands together and prayed.

“By the grace of the saint. ”

Increases voice.

“I swear judgment on all evil spirits-- ”

Prisoners on deck.

“I will even give my soul for the saint-! ”

I shout in a frenzied voice.

I got rid of my fear with a smile on my mouth.

Lord Jennard quietly raises his prayer and heads to the smelly stable.

“All preparations are made, Holy Father awaits. Are you ready to fight now? ”

The man touched the mane of the horse and fed him holy water.

Like all prisoners, he wears chained armor and wears a white coat.

The guy with the spear in his back.

“Of course.”

He was once a noble prince of the Holy See, but he rebelled and became a sinner.

Who died in the cemetery and became a prisoner of the North.

“I've been training for this day, and I've been cultivating. This life."

Rupel Olfalls.

Now, a man by the name of Spell, he looks up at Lord Jennard.

“I offer it to His Holiness. ”

2,000 Heavy Armored Cavalries, Berserkers gathered in Northern Ronia.

They are ready to leave for the Royal Road.