Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer - Chapter 135
Episode 135 〈 Resolution 〉
“What happens to me now?”
Lord Gerald sighed.
He was sitting on the floor and feeding the rat his lunch food.
‘It will definitely be the death penalty.’
Lord Gerald smiled bitterly.
Since he is a king who is sensitive to treason, he will not tolerate it.
I turn my gaze to the next room, but I see an empty iron window.
It seems like everyone but himself has been mobilized as troops.
This means that this attack appears to be quite large, but as long as the prince is there, there is no need to worry.
It was time to think about that.
I hear footsteps.
When Gerald looked ahead, he saw Charlotte looking down at him through the iron bars.
“Lord Gerald.”
Gerald smiled at the sweet voice and faced Charlotte.
“What’s going on? Marquis of Charlotte.”
“The prince has granted temporary freedom.”
Lord Gerald opened his eyes wide.
Charlotte said, using the key to open the prison door.
“Take command of the prisoners.”
“Is that okay?”
For now, the charge of rebellion has been dismissed.
If you delegate military authority to him, problems may arise.
Charlotte turned her back and glanced at him.
“Because this is an emergency.”
The key to open the shackles fell to the floor.
And then, showing her back coldly, Charlotte disappeared.
Lord Gerald smiled bitterly at that sight.
The attitude is quite cold.
It’s obvious. It’s like interfering with the prince’s path and putting him in danger.
No matter how well you write your report, the Seonghwang family will take issue with this.
“But if it is the prince’s name.”
Lord Gerald removed the shackles.
I’ve been confined for a few days and my body is sore.
When I released my wrists and left the prison, Charlotte was waiting in front of me.
Equipment is placed on a nearby shelf.
Charlotte leaned back against the wall and winked at him. Lord Gerald wore armor and a sword at his waist.
“Please go now. Marquis of Charlotte.”
Lord Gerald rode on horseback with Charlotte.
The alarm bell ringing was quite loud.
Something big must have happened.
“But when you say command, what should I do?”
In response to Lord Gerald’s question, Charlotte muttered as she rode on horseback.
“…assistant.”
“yes?”
“I am the prince’s assistant.”
At that time, I heard a loud noise that seemed to explode my eardrums.
Lord Gerald and Charlotte flinched and reflexively stopped talking.
The horse must have been excited and raised its front paws and pawed roughly.
Lord Gerald blocked his ears without realizing it.
“Marquis Charlotte, what was that noise just now…?”
However, Charlotte did not answer Lord Gerald’s question.
She just clenched her teeth and made an angry expression.
“What is winning?”
Lord Gerald looked at Charlotte in surprise.
She lowered her head and tightened her grip on the reins.
As a result, the reins made of twisted tough leather were torn.
“I…couldn’t even get close to him.”
“What…”
Lord Gerald, who was trailing off, looked away.
White dust rises low in the distance.
Lord Gerald’s eyes widened as he looked at that place.
**
What brightens the black darkness is the heavy snow falling from the sky.
And it was a snow field with piled up cow clothes.
Snowflakes made of holy power fluttered around, brightening the surroundings.
The prisoners couldn’t hide their surprise up there.
“Eyes made of holy power…?”
Even though they were on the battlefield, they looked up at the slowly falling snow as if they were mesmerized.
And then I looked away.
The lich, holding a musket and flapping the hem of his robe, moved his chin.
He clashed his teeth with his and said something.
-launch.
A bony finger pulls the trigger.
Holy power swirls from the muzzles of aligned muskets, and dozens of bullets are fired simultaneously.
A gunshot broke the quiet silence.
The prisoners instinctively covered their ears and fell down.
At the same time, the dead burst out.
In an instant, the entire body bursts into a spiral shape and disappears.
Although only one shot was fired, the bullet pierced through the flesh and bones of the dead and pierced the next target.
With just one blow, the rushing dead fall down.
-What.
The eyes of Lycan, who was competing with Harman, wavered.
-load.
At Lich Nasus’ words, the skeleton mages all raised their muskets in a stern motion.
Breathe into the musket.
Holy power is condensed and bullets are created.
At that sight, the expression on the face of Lycan leader Wobel hardened.
Their fur is burning because of the snow falling from the sky.
Even though it was painful to even breathe, it was not the time to worry about such things.
A unit with a long staff in front of you.
Those are dangerous people.
Wobel’s hair stood on end and he shouted urgently.
– Stop it. They’re using magic again!
These are lichs and skeleton mages.
They will need time to use their magic.
-Don’t give it a chance. At best, it’s just a magic corps!
The lycans run away, ignoring the prisoners.
The target is the bizarre magic corps in front of you.
We need to get rid of them.
The lycans were terrified.
That’s how powerful he was as a beast.
Veins protrude in the leg muscles.
He stepped on the ground, bounced, accelerated, and rushed towards Rich.
-Coooooooo!
As much as I am terrified, I howl to forget it.
Nasus looks at this and grins like he’s laughing.
Stop breathing.
He slammed the butt of the musket on the ground.
– Stop it.
A bony hand sticks out from the snow.
The one who stood up holding a shield was a skeleton.
He was placed in the front row, holding only a large shield.
Layer the shields to lower your waist. Another skeleton comes together to assist.
They formed a close formation and glared at the Lycans.
-Summoning magic?
-Are you going to waste your damn time?
The lycans waved their claws.
The shield bounces off.
The skeletons are shattered, scattering bone fragments, due to the Lycan’s might.
The beast’s eyes glared at the lich and the skeleton unit using the skeletons as shields.
They raise their muskets one by one.
And then the muzzle of the gun gradually began to be pointed.
‘Oh, no!’
The Lycans’ eyes are filled with astonishment.
When eyes filled with fear look at the muzzle of a gun.
-launch.
The second blow came.
bang-!
At the same time as the explosion sound, the Christmas bullet even penetrated the skeletons that were blocking the path.
It rotates in a spiral and the condensed sacred power penetrates everything.
The skeleton was broken and the bullet that penetrated the bone reached the Lycan’s eyes and blew off his head.
-Aaaah!
The exploded flesh turned into ashes and the blood turned into powder and disappeared.
The beast’s massive body seemed as if it would collapse, but another flying bullet turned it into a honeycomb so that its shape was unrecognizable.
-What the hell happened?
The lycans fell into panic.
Whale whale shouts.
But their voices did not reach their ears.
Lycan Wobel, who was competing with Harman, also backed away in fear.
My ears, which have developed hearing, are deafened by gunshots.
My sensitive nose was blocked by the burning smell and I lost direction.
Sight is the only sense they can rely on, but even that only shows the disappearing dead.
-Jotun Call Jotun!
Warbel shouts.
Lycans with egos retreat and run away.
“What on earth happened?”
The prisoners were sweating and muttering.
An undead with a sacred energy.
This is clearly an ally summoned by the prince.
But even though they know this, the prisoners cannot help but be scared.
They certainly know muskets.
Because I have seen the prince shoot. However, it is different when a group like this uses muskets to hunt animals and the dead.
The sight of loud gunshots and killing Lycans, who spoke a language similar to humans, by turning them into honeycombs came as a shock and horror in itself.
“A lich…”
Ellis opened his mouth, looking at Nasus.
An object of fear for humans.
The lich, said to be the wizard closest to death, is in front of you.
“Ellis.”
Ellis was startled and turned his head.
The 7th prince is seen riding a skeleton horse.
Aztalun glowed on his face and he held a musket in his hand.
He said, looking down at Ellis.
“I ask for resonance.”
Ellis’ eyes widened at those words.
“We purify every single one of the dead.”
Ellis nodded at Allen’s words.
Ellis puts his hands together and sings a chant.
Words imbued with holy power echo around the surroundings.
The prisoners were startled and listened to Ellis’ voice.
The hearts of the prisoners, who were filled with fear, calmed down.
Additionally, a small amount of sacred power within the body fluctuated in response to the chant.
“Beautiful voice…”
That was when the prisoners looked at her as if they were fascinated.
“Pray up!”
The prisoners looked away.
Lord Gerald approached on horseback.
He drew his sword and took command.
“Pray up and let the dead know about the greatness of the Holy Emperor’s Kingdom!”
The prisoners looked at each other and nodded.
The lycans retreated.
Holy power is falling from the sky, putting pressure on the dead.
The only chance is now.
The prisoners put down their weapons. I started to pray.
Allen rode the skeletal horse and turned his gaze towards Nasus.
“Follow me. Nasus!”
-I will follow my master’s orders.
Nasus took a step forward.
Bone fragments gather at his feet and a skeleton horse is summoned.
Skeleton mages ride skeletal horses and raise muskets.
The prisoners’ prayers have ended.
They raise their weapons.
He was sweating coldly and had a stern expression on his face.
A giant giant outside the outer wall.
My eyes wavered as I looked at the Jotun.
“Do not be afraid.”
Allen grabbed his musket and took a breath.
Jotuns approach from afar.
“You have saints and saints.”
At those words, the prisoners were startled and their eyes widened.
The prisoners looked at Allen and Ellis alternately in astonishment.
“Gaia’s protection is upon you.”
Allen’s small murmur.
But every prisoner could hear.
Holy power increases through Alice’s resonance.
A bright light stayed on the prisoners.
The fear buried deep in my heart was shaken away.
The intense emotions turn into trepidation and excitement, and I grab my weapon.
The prisoners looked at Allen as if waiting for orders.
Allen looked around at the prisoners and said,
“Ride out the dead!”
Allen drove the skeleton horse.
Jump over the collapsed exterior wall.
Nasus and the skeleton mages run together.
The saint himself took the lead!
Lord Gerald shouted at him.
“The saint and the saint are together!”
The prisoners responded.
Shout out in a crucible of excitement.
“There is the glory of Gaia-!”
They climbed over the collapsed outer wall.
Ellis also sang the hymn, clasping his fingers together and touching his forehead to his forehead.
Harman also ran beyond the outer wall, following Lord Gerald.
A group of people spraying white light chases away the darkness and hunts the dead.
‘it’s crazy! ‘You’re crazy!’
Wobel, the leader of the Lycans, gasped and looked back.
Humans are coming out beyond the outer wall.
Holy power flutters, unstoppable like a wave.
oh my god. Well, most of them are using holy power!
Is that the heavenly army, one of the mighty forces of the Holy Emperor’s Kingdom that I have only heard about?
No, compared to them, it is definitely at a poor level.
but.
-There is no fear.
Wobel ran away in a cold sweat. I feel like I want to scream at this terrible nightmare.
The feeling of fear disappeared from the other person.
Rather, morale only rises due to madness.
‘You have to run away. ‘I have to report.’
You must report to Count Timon and inform him of the situation here.
Otherwise, the ice castle is dangerous…!
At that time, Wobbell’s shoulder was pierced.
The bullet pierced through skin and bone, completely blowing off my shoulder and arm.
-Ugh…
there was no time to scream.
What followed was a rampage.
The entire body is torn apart and destroyed by Christmas.
When the Lycan’s body fell forward, the skeleton horse trampled over it.
Allen, riding the skeletal horse, raised his gaze.
The Jotun howls.
An 8m tall giant bends down and swings his hands.
Dozens of prisoners fell into the giant grip and floated in the air.
“We deal with the Jotuns.”
Allen shouted and raised his musket.
Say a prayer.
“Gaia.”
-Gaia.
Rich Nasus, who was following behind, prays in unison.
“By your grace….”
-By your grace….
Holy power fluctuates.
Bullets made with precision by prayer swirl from the muzzle of the gun.
“The dead who could not die…”
-The dead who could not die…
Allen, Nasus, and dozens of skeleton mages pointed their guns at the Jotun.
“Give me the strength to judge.”
Pull the trigger.
With Allen in the lead, dozens of Nasus Skeleton Mage’s Christmas bullets flew towards the Jotuns.
The Jotun’s arms and legs explode.
The huge body had spiral-shaped holes all over the place and the frozen flesh was broken.
A huge Jotun collapsed with a single blow and fell to the ground.
“One first.”
Allen turned his gaze to look at the 29 Jotuns and stuck out his tongue.
“There is a long way to go. But…”
Allen pointed the gun and grinned.
“It’s not a losing game.”
He aimed the musket and pulled the trigger.
**
Charlotte drove Unira, a descendant of a unicorn.
She drew her sword and infused it with holy power.
A beautiful aura flutters from the tip of the sword.
As she passed by, the dead were cut cleanly by the sword she swung and were easily destroyed.
There is no hesitation.
The dead who block it are purified in a single blow.
“As expected, Marquis Charlotte!”
“let’s go! Marquis Charlotte is also with us!”
The prisoners cheered and hunted the dead.
To the prisoners, Charlotte seemed like a hero walking through the battlefield.
But the more Charlotte cut down the dead, the more she felt inadequate.
‘It’s weak…’
Charlotte directed her gaze up to the outer wall.
On the outer wall, Ellis was praying with his hands together.
‘She wasn’t just a maid.’
I knew she was Cardinal Raphael’s granddaughter.
I also saw that he was an excellent healer and showed great inaction in Kassim’s confrontation.
Outstanding talent, artistic inaction, and innate magical talent.
And…a saint.
‘Like the prince…’
Charlotte’s hands tightened.
Ellis is resonating.
Ronia’s soldiers responded to the power of Ellis.
Holy power was amplified, courage was given, and morale soared.
That is a power and a miracle that even he cannot perform.
Ellis alone, not himself, was enough to protect and assist the 7th Prince.
Their status and abilities are far superior to mine.
Charlotte bit her lower lip.
‘Why were you so happy?’
He was happy that he had defeated the prince.
‘It’s not enough.’
If he had shown his true intentions, he wouldn’t have even been able to approach me.
‘egoistic mind.’
I even feel jealous due to my ugly instincts.
Personal emotions disturbed her head.
She looked forward.
Allen is riding a skeleton horse and leading a musket unit.
They hunt down the Jotuns one by one and take them down.
A distance so far that it cannot be reached.
When the Jotun waved his hand, some of the musketry units led by Allen were cut down and destroyed.
Allen grits his teeth and walks in a dangerous manner as he passes between the Jotun’s legs.
It’s extremely dangerous.
It is reckless and dangerous.
Charlotte, who was looking at him, composed herself.
‘…I don’t give up.’
Protect it.
I pledged to do that and made it my goal.
I will definitely make it happen.
And in order to achieve that, he had to show a different resolve.
Charlotte looked at her sword.
‘…To achieve something, you must know how to give up.’
She bit her lower lip.
“Run Yunir.”
Yunir’s horse’s hooves trampled the ground and ran.
Increase speed.
Lower your posture and hold your sword.
He ran towards the Jotun and swung his sword.
A sword imbued with holy power cuts off the Jotun’s leg.
It goes beyond the Jotun’s body collapsing.
And then he chased after the prince.
“Prince!”
Allen looked back.
Charlotte exclaimed as she looked at him.
“I will escort you!”
Allen smiled at those words.
“Yes, please take care of me.”
At his words, Charlotte had a firm will and made up her mind.
‘Abandon swordsmanship.’
What she swore was to protect the prince.
so.
‘Become his shield.’
Charlotte made a final determination and swung her sword at the approaching Jotun.