Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer - Chapter 2
Episode 2. The prince digs graves.
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If there is someone with absolute power on the continent, people will point to one person.
King of humans. A being that even great emperors have to pay attention to.
That is the Holy Emperor, who is called the representative of God.
I think that anyone who inherits such a prosperous lineage will be treated as a ‘noble lineage’ and gloat about it.
but···.
“…Exile.”
I muttered to myself and lowered my gaze.
There is a shovel in his hand. I see a hollow puddle in front of me.
“…spadework.”
I moved my gaze forward.
Tombstone and graveside. A fly is entangled…
“…dead body.”
I look away.
There is a crumbling monastery less than 10 meters away from the cemetery.
Exile Shovel Corpse Monastery.
It could not be possible that he is the most powerful person in the Holy Kingdom and a direct descendant of the Holy Emperor Celt Allpols, who is of divine blood. The 7th grandson is a tomb keeper!
“why···.”
The reason was simple.
Because they’re maggots that can’t live in dog waste!
Actually, I don’t remember.
However, there is a story I heard.
If he gets bored while walking around the imperial palace, he calls a servant and kicks or slaps him.
When they saw a passing maid, they molested them or indiscriminately assaulted a scholar who came to teach them because they were bored.
These are things some nobles do.
There’s no way he was exiled to this extent and just doing graveyard work.
There is only one reason why he was exiled to a dangerous area on the outskirts and became a gravedigger.
Because [blasphemy].
The grandson of the Emperor, who was awakened by sexual desire, caught one of the maids and attempted to secretly rape her in her room.
In the process, he was caught by the archbishop who came to greet the Holy Emperor.
-Tsk, tsk, that idiot has done something again.
…It doesn’t matter if you just let it go or simply stop it.
The problem is that the maid is the archbishop’s granddaughter.
I saw a scene where my granddaughter, who had been sent to the imperial palace to become educated and educated, was suddenly raped.
As an archbishop, I can’t help but roll my eyes.
He hit the grandson of Seonghwang with all his might with the ranch he was holding.
When there was a commotion, the Holy Knights stopped the Archbishop, and the Archbishop was summoned to the Holy Emperor.
Although he was an archbishop with the second-highest power after the Pope, there was no way he could have been allowed to beat up the grandson of the Holy Emperor.
Since the grandson was also guilty, the two were placed on probation for two months.
I thought the incident would end quietly like that, but…
-How dare you hit me?
An immature 15-year-old boy secretly went to the archbishop’s room and burned the Bible.
The cross was torn down and the words ‘The prostitute who slept with the goddess Gaia!’ were drawn on the wall in large letters.
…It’s really immature, but in a religious country, the grandson of a holy emperor would blaspheme God.
He was a crazy person with his liver sticking out of his stomach. I’m just glad I wasn’t called a ‘heresy’.
Thanks to this, the Holy Emperor, who had been patient, became indignant and exiled his grandson to the land of the evil spirit in the north.
They were also temporarily deprived of all authority and status.
As a bonus, he was ordered to serve the village.
Since there was a cemetery right next to the monastery and there was no separate position to hold, he automatically became a gravedigger.
-Build mental discipline by mourning the dead.
This must be the meaning of success.
After the exile incident, his influence as successor to Seonghwang disappeared.
There is no separate escort.
Even if they are kidnapped in a foreign country or caught and eaten by zombies in the Land of the Dead, they will probably just ignore it for now.
“That’s why I’m a gravedigger who talks to corpses…”
Naturally, the grandson was dissatisfied with this and went down to a nearby village and started wandering around.
After all the trouble, the Holy Knights came to visit us less than a day later.
He confined his grandson to a monastery and made him pray and drink only water for a week.
The ban was lifted and the paladins disappeared.
-It’s unfair. It’s unfair. To these lowly things…!
The grandson seems to have been very upset about that.
Well, the guy who used to be popular is now ignored by the common people.
It must have been dark before my eyes as I was exiled alone to the outskirts and had to carry corpses and shovel things.
Is it because of that?
I don’t know if it was reincarnation or possession, but when I came to my senses, my head was hanging and I was floundering.
Seonghwang’s grandson was despondent about his life and attempted suicide.
Just thinking about that time still makes my neck hurt.
“Does it matter anymore?”
For me, it’s not something I really need to worry about.
This body is now mine and my second life has begun.
There is no need to worry about your grandson’s past history.
It’s good to live a golden life in the imperial palace, but the graveyard prayer here is not bad.
Rather, I like it now. It is suitable for aptitude.
It may be because of his part-time gaming job as a necromancer in his past life, but he has no aversion to disposing of corpses.
This gloomy fog, quiet silence, and subtle stench can even be felt as affection.
“I hope I’m not a necrophiliac who likes corpses.”
There is also something strange.
Clearly, a necromancer is a wizard who uses magic to control death.
It feels like the wizard’s characteristics have changed a bit.
I looked around. After confirming that no one was there, I quietly touched the body.
White light emanated from the corpse that was about to be finished, and it stood up, creaking like a wooden doll.
-Oh oh oh…
Rotten flesh, puffy eyes, and even a shaky posture.
It is a zombie without fail.
Yes, it’s a zombie, but why…
“…It has holy powers.”
The zombie stood radiating holy power with the energy of life, not the energy of death.
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The spirits skills I possess are [Resurrection of the Dead], [Soldier of the Dead], [Debilitating Plague], [Swamp of Death], and [Terrible Curse]. Other passive skills include [Mind’s Eye] and [Translation].
There may be a few other skills, but I can’t seem to use them yet. It didn’t come to mind.
From what I’ve come across in my head, it seems like I can use other skills depending on my level of proficiency.
“In the case of necromancy, effects closely related to life are applied.”
When summoning a zombie or skeleton, it was summoned with holy power, not magical power.
Plagues and curses summoned blessings, and the Swamp of Death summoned pools made of holy water.
The skill that gave death was changed into a skill that gave life.
The reason is probably…
“Maybe it’s because of this body.”
This is because his body was filled with sexual power, not magical power.
Although he was an old man, he had no religious beliefs, and as the grandson of the Holy Emperor, he possessed considerable holy power.
I don’t know what the level of other priests is, but it’s probably average for this age group.
It doesn’t matter.
My job is as a gravedigger here.
Grandson of Seonghwang? Absolute power?
You don’t need it all. It is much easier and better to manage this gloomy and quiet tomb site than to live in a bloody place with your life threatened.
“Prince… “Prince…!”
A voice came from afar.
When I turned my gaze, two men who appeared to be farmers were waddling towards me wearing masks.
What they brought with great difficulty was a corpse.
I was so busy that I didn’t even know it was coming.
I swung the shovel I was holding and split the skull of the holy zombie that was standing there.
The zombie that was staggering went straight into the pit.
I groaned and tried to straighten my protruding leg.
“Oh, it’s hard. Honestly, you can just have zombies do this kind of work…”
The problem is that there are many villagers who come without any notice.
Imagine that Seonghwang’s grandson is with a zombie. How would you react?
-The 7th grandson of the Holy Emperor was pessimistic about his own fate and made a contract with the devil!
You survived a suicide case dramatically, but now you’re dealing with zombies?
Heresy inquisitors might be dispatched right away.
Even though he is the grandson of the Holy Emperor, he may believe that only the shell remains and that the devil resides inside.
After being tortured, you might end up spending the rest of your life under surveillance in prison.
The priests of the Holy Empire believe only what they want to believe, so it is difficult to convince them.
“Oh my, Prince. Oh, so…”
I am called the prince or the 7th prince.
Originally, he should have been called the Emperor’s Grandson, but the Crown Prince, who is the son of the Emperor and the person with the first right of succession to become my father, succeeded to the Emperor’s position, but has been missing since then.
“See you, the prince.”
Whether it was etiquette or etiquette, there was no way that rural residents on the border would know anything about it.
All I do is bow my head and say hello. Still, he seems to be paying attention.
Since he greeted me in that way, the original owner must have been outraged and made a fuss.
I like this kind of light greeting because it feels comfortable. Before that, I don’t know if it’s etiquette or etiquette, so I can’t force it.
“What is that again?”
As if he was tired, he put the shovel in the ground and leaned against it. He gestured with his chin toward the corpse brought by the farmers.
“Is that why my neighbor, Veron, caught the plague and died?”
“Ugh, that’s terrible. “Thanks to you, I’m worried that we too might die from the plague.”
The farmer said that and glanced at me.
I made a shocked expression.
Wow, this is amazing. amazing! Do you bring in a corpse infected with a plague, not after cremation, but just in a rotten state? Bravo. bravo!
I’m so anxious that I can’t kill the prince from the plague!
“You’re not burning the body?”
As he spoke dissatisfiedly, the two farmers looked at each other. They spoke with awkward faces.
“That’s right… Isn’t it a bit like that? Even though we weren’t close friends, he was someone I used to say good morning to, so I need to give him a nice burial. “Even if we put on makeup, we might be able to do it properly.”
“Originally, there was a separate man who carried the corpses, but that man was also worried, so we have just taken on this position and don’t know anything about the specialized work.”
“Still.”
I raised the shovel with a dissatisfied look in my eyes.
As the shovel blade flashed, the farmers were startled and took a step back.
“Prince Hua?”
“I told you that my old habits still remain! What a change after suicide…! Even if you lose your memory, trash is always trash!”
ㅡKoooooo!
It was then. A corpse wrapped in cloth wriggles and moves. The corpse reached out and grabbed one of the farmers.
The corpse’s cheek was torn. The mouth opens as if the jaw joint will fall out.
Just hit the farmer’s neck…! It’s about to bite.
The blade of the shovel was driven into the head of a living corpse.
“Hey!”
The farmers were shocked and laughed.
“Did I tell you about my sister? “If you don’t put on makeup, you’ll turn into a zombie within three or four days.”
This world was truly unique.
Not a lively city, but a remote countryside, a remote corner, or a battlefield in a gloomy forest.
When a person dies in a place that is fairly close to the shadows, one out of ten survives as a zombie.
That seems to be the law and rule of this world.
And dealing with such zombies is done by villagers such as ‘hunters’, ‘graveyard keepers’, and ‘clerics’.
In particular, the power near the ‘Land of the Dead’ where I was was exceptional.
This is because it is the place where the Death King, who dyed the continent into the sea of death a long time ago, sleeps.
Thanks to this, if anyone dies here, there is a 50% chance that they will become undead.
This world is truly a unique ecosystem.
I wiped my sweat. I took out the water in the leather pouch on my waist and drank it.
In fact, you would have to carry dead bodies to the village or hunt down the transformed zombies there, but no one would dare ask the prince to do that.
In the first place, zombies appear and the prince has no bodyguard. This original body seems to be quite hated even by the imperial family.
“Anyway, good job. “Go.”
As he gestured and spoke, the two farmers stood up, swallowing dry saliva. They looked at each other and opened their mouths quietly.
“I···. “Prince?”
“huh? why.”
“The prince is… “After all, aren’t you a priest?”
“He’s a priest, he’s a nabal, and he’s the grandson of a saint. “Grandson of the emperor and one who held the authority of the Pope.”
Well, it’s just a shell now. Ah, it’s the same with the holy power inside.
“that···. “Could you please give us the grace to prevent the plague from spreading to us?”
I made a sullen expression looking at them.
No way? It’s not any kind of vaccination.
To begin with, I don’t even have that skill. What is a necromancer who is not even a priest…?
“Ha, at least baptism.”
He put his hands together and spoke with an earnest expression.
It seems like the plague is serious these days.
Because the humans of this world are so strong, there are more cases of natural cures than cases of suffering from plague and dying.
However, this epidemic seems to be stronger than before, and the number of deaths is increasing one after another.
But what about baptism? I’ve never done anything like that before.
As I look at the two farmers, I see that they are looking at me quite earnestly.
···Do I really have to do it?
“Oh, so. amen?”
I poured a little water into the water bag I was holding. I roughly drew a cross and said. I think it would be polite to at least do it as a formality.
Normally, I would have sprinkled holy water and recited the Bible, but since I didn’t know how to do it, I decided to just skip it.
Seeing my insincere appearance, the farmers sighed softly but put their hands together and prayed.
“…amen.”
It was then.
[Gives a blessing to the other person.]
…Why?