Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer - Chapter 136

Episode 136 〈Resolution〉

The sun has risen.

Outside of Ronia territory.

There are numerous corpses lying beyond the outer wall. Above them, the prisoners stood blankly.

They raised their heads and looked at the rising sun and said:

“…finished.”

All of the invading undead disappeared.

Up until then, I had been deafened by the screams of the evil spirits, but as I got more excited, my throat exploded with energy and pain came.

There was no time to worry about such small pains and instructions anymore.

Emotions surging in my heart.

That implanted the fantastic word ‘victory’ in my head.

Eventually, the prisoners, who felt uncontrollable pleasure, opened their mouths.

“We…”

“We won!”

“The undead have been defeated once again! haha!”

The prisoners burst into laughter.

Cheers of joy rang out across the battlefield.

Charlotte looked at the prince who was far away in the middle of the battlefield.

“Long live the prince!”

The prisoners picked up the exhausted prince and rinsed him.

The prince is disgusted, but seems to be too lazy to stop it, so he lets it go.

“Long live the priest!”

Next, Ellis was suddenly lifted up.

“Long live the saint!”

“Long live the saint!”

“The prosperous kingdom will last forever!”

The more shouts were heard, the more Charlotte smiled bitterly.

What she was able to do in this war was only a small part.

Most of the contributions were made by the 7th Prince and Ellis.

Charlotte felt bitter at the feeling of being so far away.

“You’ve grown even more in the time I haven’t seen you, Allen.”

Charlotte turned her gaze at the sudden words.

She saw Schupell sitting on the floor, as if exhausted.

He drank water from a leather bag with a bitter look on his face.

For some reason, Schupell’s face looked unfamiliar. It was ripe.

It resembled himself.

It was the wind.

It had eyes that were chasing something so far away that it could not be reached.

Schupell glanced at Charlotte.

“Please take care of Miss Allen, the Holy Knight.”

When their eyes met, Charlotte stopped in surprise and looked away.

She looked at the prince again.

“He is strong, but he does reckless things on his own. If you don’t support him, he might collapse at any moment.”

The former 3rd prince of the Holy Emperor and the one who put Allen in danger.

When I think back to the Aslan incident, I still haven’t forgiven myself.

Charlotte gritted her teeth and calmly turned her back.

“Of course.”

They will do it even if you don’t have to say it.

For her, the 7th Prince was her life’s goal and will.

I have already made up my mind.

I will even throw away the swordsmanship that I have accumulated with so much hard work and effort.

That’s the first thing she has to do.

Charlotte turned her back and walked towards Ronia’s territory.

Now I had to get the equipment to carry out my firm resolution.

In order to do so, it is necessary to use the largest arsenal of the Holy Empire.

You must submit a request to Hilda’s territory.

Charlotte headed to Ronia’s estate, and Allen belatedly watched her.

**

“As expected, you are the prince. “You truly are the one chosen by Gaia!”

While riding a horse and heading to the mansion, I had to listen to some strange words from Lord Gerald.

I sighed and said to Lord Gerald.

“I just want you to stop talking and take care of the rest?”

“Is that okay?”

Cleaning up meant using the prisoners to lead.

Since the outer wall had collapsed, repair work and reorganization of the prisoner unit were inevitable.

Lord Gerald was a necessary talent at a time when the command system was lacking.

“There is no one I can trust but you.”

Lord Gerald had a sad expression on his face.

“All right. “I’ll see you later then.”

Lord Gerald bowed his head happily, rode his horse, and rode toward the outer wall.

The man who will be imprisoned again is full of energy.

I watched Lord Gerald’s back and then looked at the mansion.

Charlotte had already arrived, and in front of the mansion, about 10 carriages along with Ronia’s regular army could be seen lined up.

It was a supply unit that moved alternately from Ronia to Hilda territory to replenish equipment.

I watched Charlotte talking with the driver of the carriage parked in front of the mansion.

The coachman nodded and said.

“Can I tell this to Princess Hilda?”

Charlotte handed the letter to the coachman.

“Please. “I want you to do it as quickly as possible.”

“All right. “The wave of death will soon arrive, so we will prepare as quickly as possible before then.”

The coachman checked the letter and put it in his pocket.

Charlotte nodded and left and entered the mansion.

I approached the coachman in confusion.

“What’s going on?”

The coachman was startled and tried to be polite, but I tried to stop him.

“It’s okay to say hello. So you’re going to your sister’s territory?”

Hilda Territory is where the craftsman fairy dwarves are located.

What is Charlotte sending the letter there for?

The driver gave a light answer, as if he had not treated it as a secret.

“You asked me to manufacture equipment.”

“equipment?”

When I tilted my head, the coachman nodded.

“Now is the time when weapons supply is also needed. In order to supply equipment to the soldiers, His Excellency the Marquis of Charlotte requested that a piece of equipment be custom-made separately.”

“Which one?”

“I don’t know exactly about that either…”

The coachman carefully took out the letter.

It appears that there is a request for equipment in the letter.

It’s a situation where you can’t forcefully open it.

The coachman also looks anxious, fearing that the letter will be taken away.

I thought about Charlotte’s equipment.

All that is needed is white heavy armor that fits the body and a holy sword handed down from generation to generation in Heraiz.

Does a paladin need something else?

Maybe I need new armor or a sword.

I glanced at the coachman and said.

“Then let me ask you a favor too.”

“yes?”

The coachman tilts his head.

I took out the keel from the item window and placed it in the luggage compartment at the back of the wagon.

The keel was fairly light, but due to its large size, it made a heavy sound.

The coachman’s eyes widened.

“Give this to your sister.”

“…What bone is it? It looks like a fang, but that doesn’t mean it can’t be the fang of a monster this big…”

The coachman looked at the keel with a curious expression.

“It’s a dragon’s bone.”

The coachman’s face hardened.

He looked at me and asked,

“Are you kidding?”

“It’s the real thing. Oh, I’ll give you the dragon scale as a bonus. Tell it to your sister.”

“oh my god…!”

Perhaps because he was in charge of supplying equipment, the coachman showed great interest. He

was staring at the dragon’s fang in the luggage compartment as if he were fascinated.

I said to the driver,

“Tell my sister. I want her to make equipment for Charlotte with this. It’s good. Since it is an object, an appropriate weapon will be created.”

“Oh, I understand. But where on earth did you get it?…”

It’s not just a keel.

The hardest part of a dragon.

A fang that does not melt even under the dragon’s breath.

It is said that its hardness is comparable to that of the legendary metal Orichalcon.

“Then please do me a favor. “It’s for a gift, so please tell me to be sincere.”

The coachman nodded at those words.

At that time, the area around the mansion became noisy.

I turned my head and looked at the street leading to the mansion.

“this guy! “Can’t you be quiet?”

“Why is strength so great!”

“Be careful, because if you let your guard down, you can be hit in an instant.”

Dozens of prisoners shout.

Among them, a captured Lycan is screaming and running wild.

Although they were threatened with spears, their limbs were shackled, and they were chained so that they could not escape.

Dozens of prisoners were pushed back to the point where they stumbled.

Harmon, who was leading the prisoners, rode a horse and approached the mansion.

“Prince.”

Harmon got off his horse and approached me.

“I would like to tell you about this incident.”

Did we find out something?

I asked Harmon.

“Did a vampire cause it?”

“Yes, that too…”

Harmon nodded and broke into a cold sweat.

“It looks like they’re preparing for something quite troublesome.”

“The fact that the Jotun came out and the fact that the Lycan mentioned the warp is quite suspicious. “I need to find out more details…”

Harmon turned his gaze and glanced at Lycan.

I asked Harmon,

“How long do you think it will take to dig up the information?”

“…at least two weeks to a month. There is also information reported to Seonghwangga, so we need time to obtain it.”

“A week. You can do it in that time, right?”

Harmon bowed his head and said,

“I’ll try.”

I sighed and looked at the Lycan being dragged into the mansion.

“I hope I don’t get involved in trouble.”

I didn’t have high expectations since the legendary giants called Jotuns appeared.

I expected it to a certain extent.

The coordinates of the warp created by Hans were towards the north.

I planned to subdue the vampires in the north as soon as I found out what their purpose was.

* *

Hilda’s territory, said to be the largest armory of the Holy Empire.

The first princess.

Hilda was looking at a letter sent to her.

Judging from the timing, it was a letter sent a week ago.

The letter was written by a girl named Charlotte Herise, the head of the White Cross.

There are polite greetings and simple business statements.

They are direct and direct,

almost as if they are making demands.

However, among them, there was one phrase that touched Hilda’s heart the most.

– I want to protect the prince.

Brief. There was a sense of earnestness in the words.

A smile appeared on Hilda’s lips.

She looked to the side.

The driver of the supply unit was standing there, and underneath it, she saw the dragon’s fangs and scales wrapped in silk.

The driver lowered his head. 7 He told me the prince’s message:

“The prince wishes to give a gift to his precious associate. He has requested that we manufacture equipment with all our sincerity.”

Hilda stood up.

“Of course. “It’s my younger brother’s request, so I’ll have to listen to it.”

She came out of the castle.

The place she headed was a mining area away from Hilda’s territory.

It is a place where all kinds of blacksmiths are lined up.

A place where there are dwarves, a blacksmith race who can make even the royal family’s treasured sword in just 10 days.

Hilda took a powerful step.

The Green Cross troops escorting her follow.

“Oh oh! Good morning, Hilda!”

“I hope you look forward to today’s beer!”

The dwarves said as they carried the ores they dug up from the mine.

Hilda gave them a slight nod and passed by.

The place she headed to was a blacksmith shop with a furnace in a volcanic area.

The door to the blacksmith shop opened and hot heat touched Hilda’s skin.

Ding-! Ding-! Ding-!

A metallic sound sounded as if the air was expanding.

It was a clear and cheerful sound, but the noise was so intense that it felt like an explosion.

And a blacksmith who makes a cheerful sound.

Short stature and bushy beard.

There is Belog, the leader of the dwarves, who wears goggles and works with leather gloves.

Hilda shouted, crossing her arms in the intense heat.

“Belog!”

Belog looked back in surprise.

When he saw Hilda entering the blacksmith shop, he was startled and quickly stopped what he was doing.

“No, Hilda! How many times have I told you not to come in here? That fair skin might burn!”

Belog approached Hilda and pushed her back.

“Hey Green Cross. What are you doing? “You brought Hilda to such a dangerous place!”

Belog shouted like a parent worried about his daughter.

His actions and tone of voice were more concerned than polite towards the princess.

Hilda confidently said what she had to say even though her back was being pushed.

“I came because I had a favor to ask.”

“Please do me a favor and I will do anything for you. Get out of here. “It’s because the person who couldn’t get married has damaged skin…”

Hilda’s eye muscles twitched for a moment.

She cleared her throat and glanced at Belog, who was pushing her back.

“I’ve been looking for a keel.”

Belog looked up at her in surprise.

“…Are you kidding?”

Hilda snapped her fingers.

The Green Cross took out a large keel.

“oh my god. really?”

Belog opened his eyes wide.

And I couldn’t take my eyes off Keel, even forgetting to push Hilda away.

His eyes turned ecstatic.

If you refine that fang, what kind of weapon will be created?

It was thrilling just to imagine it.

Hilda curled the corners of her mouth as she looked at Belog’s expression.

“how is it? “Will you do me a favor?”

“Of course, I will obey anything that Hilda orders. But which one?”

Hilda adjusted her posture.

I spread my legs shoulder-width apart and crossed my arms.

He raised his head and spoke confidently like a boss.

“Use the keel to make equipment.”

Belog’s eyes widened.

Hilda raised her finger and gently pressed Belog’s forehead.

He added with a playful expression.

“As this is a special gift from my younger brother to someone special, make it with all your heart.”

At those words, Belog nodded with a puzzled expression.

I guess I’m thinking of doing that.

Because I can’t just throw away this precious item.

“How long does it take to produce?”

The Green Cross gave the dragon’s fang to Belog.

It was so big that Belog couldn’t keep his balance and stumbled.

“It depends on what kind of product it is. However, it can be made within 10 days.”

“It’s short.”

“Because good work does not come out just because it lasts a long time.”

The standards for humans and dwarves were different.

For dwarves, smelting equipment painstakingly in a short period of time was the same as making it of the highest quality.

When producing gemstones, the shorter the time required to heat and compact them, the less damage can be minimized and the stronger and stronger items can be made.

Belog became curious.

What on earth are you asking me to make by entrusting you with the keel?

“By the way, what kind of equipment are you talking about?”

In response to Belog’s question, Hilda curled up the corners of her mouth and uttered one word.

“shield.”

Then he looked down at Belog and spoke confidently.

“Make me the strongest shield on earth.”