Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer - Chapter 155
Episode 155 〈In the King’s Name〉
Duke Duran hastily moved on.
He climbed to the top tower of the palace and was able to see.
A group of people completely surrounding Aslan’s capital.
Paladins wearing white armor and over 20,000 troops are building a camp.
Duke Duran looked around with shaking eyes.
What about the army of blood?
Where is the Vampire King?
Duke Duran looked up at the sky.
The sun is setting.
Night comes and darkness falls.
Apparently, the Marquis of Keyrum submitted a report.
The Vampire King will lead his blood army towards Aslan.
However, let alone the bloody army, not even Aslan’s army was visible.
“…What about the army of blood?”
Duke Duran turned his head and spoke to the creature.
The creature broke into a cold sweat.
I lowered my head and trembled.
“I sent out scouts, but the blood army led by the Vampire King is nowhere to be seen. Not in any of Aslan’s lands!”
“…”
Duke Duran’s eyes widened.
no way…?
Duke Duran’s face was distorted with anger.
“You deceived me, Marquis Keyrum!”
**
A temple away from Aslan’s royal capital.
I moved with Damon’s guidance.
Salot arrested Jeram and led him away.
I strengthened my vision with my holy power and advanced through the darkness.
It is made of bricks on all sides, and plants grow wild here and there.
All kinds of traps were set up, but Damon disarmed them all.
“Surely there won’t be a dragon?”
Charlotte was startled by my words and grabbed the handle of the sword.
Do you really want to fight a dragon?
When I thought about that, Damon, who was leading the way, shook his head.
“of course. “I would like to keep it, but not only do I not have a dragon, but there is no one who can raise it.”
“…”
That sounds terrible.
I raised my head and looked ahead.
I feel like I’m popular.
At the end of the hallway, people wearing iron masks blocked the path.
They are Hasashins.
They bowed their heads to Damon.
“Who are the survivors?”
“There are 57 people.”
“More than half of them suffered.”
Damon pressed his temple.
“What about Tinya?”
“I am locked up in prison. From what I hear, some kind of ceremony is being prepared. “The people and feudal lords are being gathered at the palace.”
“Are you ready to attack them?”
“Everyone is gathered.”
Damon nodded his head.
“Please go.”
Damon pointed to the end of the hallway.
When I opened the door and went inside, I saw a bright space.
Spacious hall.
A stream of water flowed on the floor, and white flowers bloomed brilliantly, brightly coloring the entire area.
There was an opening in the middle of the ceiling, and the moonlight shone through, illuminating the interior.
When I got in there, I could see.
About 500 priests.
They were wearing monks’ clothes and bowing their heads at Baekhwabal.
“Who are these?”
“These are the people whom His Majesty the Holy King saved.”
These are about 500 slaves who were captured by the Black Order.
They had holy powers and were training as priests at this temple.
“To the angel who gave salvation to those without light….”
“I will sacrifice my body and soul.”
A small whisper is heard.
It’s the sound of prayer.
“You guys were raising troops like this? Damon! “You really tried to plan a rebellion!”
Jeram shouted.
Damon glanced at Jeram.
“This is His Majesty the Holy King’s army. “I can teach them, but I can’t move them.”
I was shocked by Damon’s words.
I have never raised an army like this.
Above all, these people gathered here.
They all seemed stronger than the recruits I had trained.
Maybe it’s because of the effects of the dragon’s meat and blood.
Above all, it would be natural since they were trained by Damon, who was Hashashin’s training instructor, for several years.
I looked at the coffin in the middle of the large hall.
Moonlight was shining brightly on the coffin on the altar through a hole in the ceiling.
That is….
“The place where the remains of King Rahamma are.”
I took a step.
“Are you trying to defile the tomb of this bastard king?”
When Jeram screamed and tried to move his body, Charlotte stopped him.
Jeram shouted at Damon.
“Damon, think again. If you hand over the king’s remains to that devil, you don’t know what he will do! “He wants Aslan…”
“Aslan will be destroyed.”
Jeram was startled by Damon’s muttering and looked at him.
“But for Tina’s sake, it might be better.”
“this guy-!”
As Jeram struggled, Charlotte knocked him down. I
blocked his movement by blocking his body with a shield.
I ignored Jeram and looked at the top
of the coffin. There was a lily on top of the coffin on the altar.
It must have been left unattended for a long time. “Queen Tina visits here late at night.
”
Damon came over and said.
I smiled bitterly at those words.
The flower language of lilies.
Pure love is unchanging love.
“He’s a good kid, even though he’s an ugly father who abandoned his daughter.”
I stroked the coffin.
I brushed off the flower petals that had accumulated on top.
“You foolish king who didn’t realize that until you died.”
He extended the hand that was sweeping the coffin and struck it down.
Infused with holy power.
“It is time to correct the mistakes you have made.”
Holy power spread.
The flower petals that had bloomed everywhere were swirling and floating in the air.
The believers raised their heads and looked at the coffin.
Jeram, one of the twelve princes, also looked at the coffin with a stiff face.
The ground trembled and there was silence for a moment.
I I looked at the coffin and tilted my head.
In the still silence… A white hand reached out through the coffin. A
trembling bone hand grabbed a withered lily.
Holy power flowed from the bone fingertips.
The withered lily gradually regained its color, turned white, and contained sacred power. The
lily came to life vividly.
At the end, the coffin shattered.
In the hazy dust, I looked ahead.
A being wearing iron armor and a hood covering a pure white skull.
“Death Knight…?”
Damon muttered in surprise.
Jeram’s mouth widened.
He was filled with astonishment and his whole body trembled.
“Let go of this!”
Jeram pushed Charlotte away.
Charlotte did not stop Jeram any longer. Jeram
hurriedly approached and knelt down.
He looked up at the resurrected emperor with awe.
“My emperor Rahamma!”
Despite Jeram’s cries, Rahamma did not even look at him. He
just tilted his head while holding a lily.
-He remained in the body even after death.
Jeram flinched at Rahamma’s words.
-He inherited the bloodline. It was a useless tool. So I made it a slave and threw it away. That slave took care of my body.
Rahamma put lilies between the armor.
– Once a day, late at night, he came to the foolish king, offered flowers, and offered both hands. I gathered them together and prayed. She…
Rahamma looks at me.
-My daughter.
Eyes glowing between the hooded skulls.
-Where is my daughter Tina Aslan? Master.
**
A large number of people were called to the palace.
The number was approximately 1,000.
The reason was simple.
-Queen Tina has something to say to you!
The people were curious.
Is Queen Tina safe and what is the fate of this country? I didn’t know if it would happen.
It was time to meet Queen Tina in person and listen to her words.
And when they arrived, the king said,
“What… what happened!”
“The sacred palace….”
“Aslan’s royal palace…!”
The Daejeon, with its clear river flowing and green grass, is stained with blood.
The corpses of soldiers who resisted are scattered everywhere, and Queen Tina is shackled to the throne.
“Queen!”
“Oh my god, this can’t be happening…!”
“How could that young man…!”
Those who lived in Aslan’s royal capital felt sorry for the queen and trembled with fear when they saw the orc soldiers surrounding the king’s palace.
“Is that… a vampire?”
“No way, vampires and feudal lords are teaming up…!”
“You bastards!”
The people trembled at the sight of vampires with red eyes and sticking out claws and fangs among the orcs.
“What happened!”
“You guys really started a rebellion!”
The people reprimanded the necromancers who came with them.
The necromancers also shook their heads in denial.
“No, we never thought we would get results like this…!”
“It’s no big deal. “Livestock.”
Duke Duran stroked the chin of Queen Tina, who was sitting on the throne with her arms crossed.
“You have been invited to serve the Queen. “Rather, you should feel honored.”
Duran looked at Leton.
As Reton waved his hand, the orcs were moving a large guillotine.
Duran clicked his tongue at that sight.
‘I didn’t want to use this method.’
I wanted to use the power of the World Tree.
He thought that if the dark elf became a vampire and became subordinate to him, he could freely use the power of the World Tree and pollute this world.
But now there is no room for that.
‘That Marquis of Kirum deceived me.’
What is the reason why he sent himself to Aslan, calling himself the vampire king?
He deceived the feudal lords and told them to prepare the foundation to build the Blood Palace, but not even the Vampire King, nor the Marquis Kirum, was anywhere in sight.
There is no army of blood either.
There must be something wrong.
The Holy King’s army was already encamped in the capital, so now they had to find a way to stop them.
Turn Queen Tina into an undead and strengthen her magical power with the blood of her people.
He had to control the undead Queen Tinya as a puppet and command the Aslan army.
While Aslan’s army held off the Holy King’s army, he planned to run away with Tinya, who had become undead.
‘As soon as I see Marquis Kirum, I will tear him to death over and over again. I’ll drink that blood and make it so you can never be revived again.’
When the Duke of Duran was humiliated, Letton said:
“From now on, we will begin the wedding of Duke Duran of the Blood Kingdom and Aslan’s queen, Tinya Aslan!”
Leton shouted and forcibly dragged Tina away.
And put it on the guillotine.
“Tina!”
“oh my god!”
When the people tried to approach, the orc soldiers blocked them.
He draws his sword and swings it to threaten the people.
“stop!”
Tina shouted.
The orc soldiers huff and step back.
“If I had quietly become a creature, there would not have been this humiliation. Queen.”
Duran stands next to the guillotine.
Tina’s neck is placed in a guillotine.
The vampires see this and draw runes everywhere.
Gathers magical power.
They perform rituals of corruption that defile this place.
If Tina’s head is cut off and the people die.
The souls of the people will be sucked into Tinya’s severed head and create powerful undead.
“A lowly slave starts as a slave. “Queen, be a slave.”
Duran smiled.
Tina gritted her teeth.
Her gaze immediately turned to the window of the palace.
Some unknown object was flying around.
‘Wyvern?’
Someone is riding on top of Bon Wyvon.
It rose high and disappeared from the window.
“The wedding of the two begins! 1,000 livestock as wedding sacrifices!”
Leton was excited.
“Then, I pledge the eternal master-servant relationship between Duke Duran and Queen Tina, and hereby declare our alliance with Aslan!”
He raised his claws toward the rope connected to the guillotine.
Duke Duran uttered a word.
“execution.”
“Haha! I will become the king of Aslan!”
Leton swung his claws.
The rope breaks.
Duran looked at Tina, who smiled and closed her eyes.
The moment the guillotine comes down.
-Who said you would hand over your daughter?
The ceiling of the palace collapsed and something hit the ground hard.
“What…?”
When Duke Duran waved his hand in the hazy dust, something was seen.
What flew out at such an intense speed was a mace.
It was a solid piece of iron.
Duran’s front was broken.
The impact caused his neck to rotate 360 degrees. My body bounced around and rolled on the floor
.
Duran fell to the floor and felt pain. He
touched his crushed face with a trembling hand.
The face regenerated.
Eyeballs were created and when he could see properly, he could see
the guillotine in the dust.
The sharp blade of the guillotine was encased in iron armor. Hands are clenched.
The people gathered in the palace gasped.
The necromancers’ eyes widened and they looked forward.
A strong figure over 2 meters tall.
The entire body was covered in armor and the pure white skull was covered with a hood.
– Dare. Who calls you king in front of me?
The emperor strengthened his hand and broke the blade of the guillotine. He
waved his hand to deflect the blade fragments that fell on Tinya. -Kneel down.
The
emperor picked up his daughter and hugged her. –
Bow down.
Swing the mace, which is over 2 meters long, and destroy the dust wind.
– I, Rahamma Aslan, the Lord of Aslan, speak to you.
The eye light inside the skull glared at the vampires.
– Your soul to Judai, the god of death. Support
King Rahamma.
It was the moment when Aslan’s absolute self returned to the palace.