Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer - Chapter 3

Episode 3. The prince digs graves.

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I looked at the farmers walking away.

[Mind’s Eye] skill showed their status.

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[Name: Grill.

Age: 35 years old.

Specialty: Farming. Hard work.

+A state of being blessed.

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This is status information that is so brief that it seems like it was written roughly because it was too cumbersome. Other farmers are in the same situation.

But this is not the time to worry about that.

A blessing?

I bet it? I just drew a cross with my fingers and roughly said ‘Amen’. Is it a blessing?

It was almost like blasphemy.

I feel like some of the sexual power in my body has escaped.

Thanks to this, I felt dizzy and staggered.

Going crazy. Skills also occur randomly.

About three months have passed since I took over this body. I thought I had a certain understanding of the skill, but I never dreamed that a situation like this would exist.

In fact, my original body was running wild all this time.

The villagers probably didn’t want to get involved with their son-in-law, so they didn’t even come near the monastery.

I also have never had to use skills on people.

But it’s a blessing… I don’t have that skill.

After thinking about it carefully, there was one skill that came to mind.

“[A terrible curse]. I understand it as ‘causing damage to a single target by causing pain for a long time.’”

If it has the opposite characteristic, does it give a long-term blessing to the target?

“Well, it won’t be a problem anyway, right?”

Hey, what could possibly be going on? It’s not a curse, it’s a blessing.

Even if you eat something spoiled, if it doesn’t cause an upset stomach, it’s a good medicine. If you cast a spell and the person doesn’t die, it’s a blessing.

If there’s anything wrong, I’ll come to you separately.

I am a gravedigger. He is also a priest who manages the monastery, buries newly arrived corpses, and performs purification ceremonies.

There’s no need to worry about the outside world, right?

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Yes, there is no need to worry about the outside world.

My job is to build a camp, so I dig a hole with a shovel, place corpses infested with bugs into the hole one by one, and even perform a purification ritual to prevent them from turning into zombies, and I have no major complaints.

I don’t know if it’s because of the necromancer’s influence, but I have no aversion to corpses.

It’s rewarding and fun.

Yes, if I live a satisfying life, isn’t everything good?

but···. This is not it.

“Prince Hua…! “Prince!”

These are farmers who came before. They came groaning and pulling the cart.

There are about 4 or 5 corpses piled in the cart. Wriggling flies and maggots are a bonus.

“This is just hard work!”

Each person weighs at least 670 kilos.

Digging a grave is as simple as creating a zombie, letting it dig itself, and then just entering it.

Then all I had to do was cover the grave and perform a formal purification ceremony.

The problem is that these farmers carry around corpses all day, so they can’t use their skills.

In the end, it’s shoveling, shoveling, shoveling, logistics of transporting the body, and even a funeral…

There is no such thing as hard work.

Damn it, the grandson of a saint loved by God is such a hard worker.

This is ridiculous.

Oh Gaia, the supreme god of love and mercy. Have you become an enemy of me?

In my mind, I cursed at the goddess whom the Holy Emperor serves.

Still, I looked at the corpses in shock.

“How old are those bodies?”

“yes? Oh, maybe about 3 or 4 days…?”

“…What about makeup?”

“As you can see, I didn’t do it.”

The cart is shaking. Three zombies stood up.

ㅡKoooo!

He shouts the sound of boiling phlegm and falls under the cart.

“Aaaah!”

“Do I even have to do zombie hunting? Should we film Assari Walking Dex? “Three punishment.”

He hit the skull with the shovel he was holding.

One room, two rooms, three rooms!

Damn this is work too.

I wouldn’t know if my occupation was Warrior or Barbarian.

He is a vicious necromancer who kills zombies and skeletons and watches from behind.

Due to its nature, it cannot have good strength.

Somehow, the muscles and stamina that were built by shoveling can barely keep up with the body of a corrupt priest.

The body was thrown into the pit.

I was so tired that I sat down on the tombstone that I had stopped. I opened the item window, pretending to take something out of the hide.

I felt a strange sensation in my hand in my pocket and took out something to eat.

It’s steamed potatoes. He bit into it without even washing the hands that buried the body.

Can not help it. Washing and eating them one by one is a huge waste of time.

Moreover, whether it was because my body was strong or because of the holy power within my body, I did not suffer from a single disease after taking over this body.

“Over there…”

At that time, the farmers who were helping me with my work started talking to me.

They looked at me and opened their mouths.

“It seems like the village is possessed by an evil spirit. “If we don’t do that, this kind of plague won’t happen…”

“Isn’t the prince a priest? “There are some evil spirits in the village…”

I’m going crazy. Now you’re telling me to play the role of an exorcist?

Shall we perform a ritual holding the Assari cross?

I said, frowning at the farmers.

“I assure you, I am a priest in form only. Am I exorcising evil spirits like that? “I’m so damn tired.”

“But didn’t the prince give us his blessing?”

“Others will certainly be able to protect themselves from the plague if they receive the prince’s baptism.”

“…what?”

What kind of bullshit is this?

“After baptism, we have not had any pestilence.”

I tilted my head at the words of the two farmers.

You might be lucky.

“We are taking on this task as if it were our responsibility. They are moving plague-ridden corpses all day long. But rather than contracting the plague…”

The farmers looked at their bodies as if they were strange.

“I’ve been full of energy for the past few days.”

I tilted my head even more.

That’s probably because of the physical strength you developed through farming.

“The injured area heals very quickly.”

That’s because the humans in this world are so strong…

“And the only survivors in our village are me and this guy.”

I looked at the two farmers with a blank expression.

It’s been about a week since I bestowed the [Horrible Curse] – (Blessing) – skill on them.

Meanwhile, the bodies of approximately 20 people were brought in.

Probably the villagers where they live.

Even though they brought in such a diseased corpse, the two farmers were fine.

Now, he has taken off his mask because he feels it is inconvenient.

“Just making a cross with your hand and saying ‘Amen’ has that much effect?”

“…That’s right.”

Goddess Gaia! Are you too lazy to give a blessing?

I felt like I had lost too much of my holy power, so it seems like he gave me a blessing.

I crossed my arms and groaned.

“The skill appears randomly and the effect goes away once.”

“yes?”

“Nothing.”

If possible, I thought it would be a good idea to increase my proficiency so that I could freely use the skills.

While I am using up my sexual power to the point of fatigue, my opponent is healthy and pulsating.

Giving blessings for free also makes me feel sick to my stomach.

“So please come to town. “I also have to dispose of the corpse…”

“Is the body still there?”

“The body dragged in was brought from another village. The village I was in has not been seen for several days. It’s scary too. I think there will be zombies too. “First of all, I don’t know how to put on makeup, so I needed the prince’s help…”

That meant there was still a lot of work to be done.

Aside from that, I let out an exclamation.

Now that I think about it, I thought these two farmers were a bit unreasonable…

“That’s amazing. “No matter where you look in the world, you will be the only ones who entrust the grandson of Seonghwang to exterminate zombies and ask him to cremate the corpses.”

These guys really went overboard.

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“This is truly a sight.”

I visited a farmer’s village.

The village can already be seen as being devastated.

In a village of 30 people, 28 people died and only 2 farmers survived.

The streets were full of corpses, urine, feces, and vomit.

A rat that was gnawing on dirt senses someone’s presence and runs away.

Fortunately, there were no zombies to be seen. It appears that they are all just dead bodies, or their bodies are so damaged that the transformation into undead has not progressed.

Even I, who used to smell corpses while digging graves, didn’t want to stay here for that long.

“Just do some cleaning and live. “This is why a plague spreads.”

“There are no pharmacists or priests in the nearby villages, so cleanliness is very important.”

Now that I think about it, when I visited this village before, it felt quite clean for a rural village.

Unlike medieval Europe on Earth, cleanliness was very important here.

Perhaps a major plague broke out while the two farmers abandoned the village and left it unattended.

I let out a sigh and looked around.

I made eye contact with the mouse that was eating the corpse.

The mouse showed interest in me after leaving the gnawing corpse behind.

It ran at a frightening speed, showing its protruding teeth.

I lifted the shovel and brought it down.

The mouse’s body was cut in two and the flesh was flying out.

“What is this guy?”

Even though its body is torn apart, the mouse is alive. It’s crawling over its half-cut upper body and biting at its leather shoes.

I lifted my foot and put it down.

The farmers flinched and cowered.

“Since when?”

“yes?”

He squatted down and picked up the mouse’s corpse.

There was a foul smell coming from the flattened guy. The rat itself smelled like a corpse more than the smell from eating a corpse.

It’s a zombie rat.

“This guy is a zombie. A dead rat. But since when has something like this been in the village?”

“You don’t know.”

What a refreshing answer.

“Is that serious?”

The farmers tilted their heads.

“It’s not that serious.”

It’s not just humans who become zombies. When all living things in this world die in a place close to the shadows, some of them become undead.

Just because an undead bites another person doesn’t necessarily mean they become a zombie.

If the poison spreads and you die from it, there is a high probability that will happen, but if not, you will simply suffer from high fever.

As long as you don’t die, it is a natural treatment.

It was just a disease, nothing more or less.

“This smells bad…”

This mouse is not simply a zombie, but is imbued with a very deep magical power.

At this level, you can bite a human to death and turn them into undead with a higher probability.

Is this natural? It’s natural, but it stinks worse than the zombies I’ve seen so far.

“At this level, even poisoning would be no joke. “Could it be a century-old zombie rat?”

It was clear that if you were bitten by something like this and died, you would turn into a zombie in a matter of hours, not three days.

If there were one or two, they would be killed by other birds or people…

“…”

I looked away.

I could see black shadows swarming above and below the collapsed house.

I saw dozens of zombie rats with red eyes.

There is venom in the eyes.

As I was watching that scene, my eye muscles naturally twitched.

It would have been even more strange if the village had remained intact despite the presence of such a swarm of rats.

“You didn’t make a rat farm, did you?”

The farmers shook their heads left and right.

They too stepped back in fear when they saw the zombie rat.

“That can’t be right! “It wasn’t like this just a few days ago…”

“So, you said you left the village?”

“No matter how much it is your hometown, would you want to live there when all your neighbors are dying? There is no reason for me to stay any longer since my family members have already passed away. “I am currently staying in a neighboring village.”

“You managed to accept it.”

“Instead, the village is also transporting corpses infected with the plague.”

Is that why you accepted it?

This is a lot of work to do.

“It is an evil spirit. “They are terrible people too.”

I clicked my tongue as if I was tired of looking at the zombie rat.

The weapon is a shovel. But it’s difficult to deal with those guys.

Hundreds of zombie rats raise their eyes. And came running.

“Prince Hwa, run away…!”

Looking at them, I put the shovel down on the ground.

I took a breath. I exhaled white breath and mumbled the name of the skill.

“[Swamp of Death].”