Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer - Chapter 67

Episode 67 〈 A new relationship. 〉

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It’s been a week since the angel woke up.

Tinya served him faithfully.

They gave me food and helped me whenever I did something.

Because the angel summoned a divine skeleton, there was no difficulty in moving it.

Skeletons lifted him up, moved him around, and did whatever he wanted to do.

As my stiff body began to relax, I was now able to move easily.

However, compared to ordinary people, the discomfort still seemed great.

“Angel! Angel!”

“Are you very uncomfortable?”

“Is there anything I can help you with?”

The children who were slaves approached him, circled around him and said,

He waved his hand as if he was chasing those kids away.

When the children did not leave, he summoned the undead.

It was a blue devil wearing blue clothes and a hat.

A chubby familiar is picking up children and playing with them.

Tinya smiled softly at that sight.

Even though it was annoying, the way he looked after the children seemed kind.

“I’m dying from this exhaustion!”

He collapsed under the altar.

As he dipped into the pale lake made of holy water inside the temple, he tried to move his body little by little.

While doing the rehabilitation training, I was sweating and having a hard time.

When he forced himself to stand up and stumbled, Tinya supported him.

The familiar who came late scratched his head in embarrassment.

Tinya looked at the undead in surprise at that sight.

This is because the familiar acted as if he had an ego.

“Give me a massage. “I feel unwell.”

said the boy. It must have been said to a familiar.

As an experiment, Tinya spoke to her familiar, the Blue Devil.

“I will do it. Instead, please support the angel and listen to me.”

The Blue Devil nodded at her words.

The Blue Devil sat down and used his lap as a chair to sit on him.

Tinya couldn’t help but be surprised once again by that sight.

‘also…! ‘He’s intelligent!’

It understood not only the words of the owner but also the words of others.

It was of a different class from an ordinary skeleton.

Tinya was impressed and helped him.

He patted my back and helped me relax.

“Please don’t push yourself too hard. “We will help you at any time.”

“Even if you say that, I’m planning to leave here within a week. You have to adapt quickly.”

Tinya looked at him in surprise.

The boy turned his hand and frowned, as if his shoulders were stiff.

“My shoulders are stiff too.”

Tinya slowly let go of his hand and pressed his shoulder.

While massaging his shoulder, she tried to maintain her composure and opened her mouth.

“If I leave… do you mean you are abandoning us?”

“As I’ve said before, I’m not some grand being like an angel. I’m a simple human being.”

That was hard to believe.

Because there is no way a mere human would not only kill the Shinigami but also create a miracle that would save hundreds of slaves.

But such an angel would abandon the slaves and leave?

Did he do something wrong?

“What did we do wrong ?” “Did you do it?”

“There is no such thing. Rather, I am just suspicious because he is so good.”

Tinya kept her mouth shut at the boy’s words.

As expected, the angel still does not trust her.

It must be because she lacks faith and has many shortcomings!

“Please don’t abandon us. We will definitely correct our mistakes!”

“That’s not it.”

The boy looked at Tinya and said,

“You guys don’t know the outside world either. I just want to know what’s going on outside.”

The boy is right.

Tinya does not know what Aslan’s current situation is.

After being captured as a slave, contact with the outside world was cut off.

Even the necromancers who came to visit were killed, so there was no way to know. “There is no way to

find out what is going on outside .” “There is only one way. Go outside yourself. I’m sorry, but let’s get some help. Prepare water and food.”

“That’s not difficult. But…”

What should the people left here do if the angel leaves?

When Tinya was confused, Damon interjected.

“Then can we come along too?”

The boy looked at Damon.

Damon smiled kindly.

“We can’t stay here for long. Thanks to the angel, water has started to gush out and plants have started to grow, but a quiet life is impossible. A week ago, the necromancers came to visit us. “Now that we’re here, we can no longer consider it safe.”

“Do you mean to take you all with you?”

The boy looked around.

There were more than 700 slaves alone.

Wandering aimlessly with them was tantamount to suicide.

“No, that’s not true. I want to accompany only Tinya and myself. And we will find a suitable land to take them. “We want to use it as a place to live. Also, if the angel finds us annoying…”

Damon bowed his head and said,

“At that time, I don’t mind throwing you out.”

The boy stuck his tongue out at those words.

He had received help and could not refuse it.

“Well, it doesn’t matter as long as we each go our separate ways at the right time. What are you going to do?”

Tinya was surprised and nodded,

“Yes! If I’m with an angel…!”

At those words, the boy whetted his appetite.

* *

There was no information to be gained from the Black Order’s temple.

There were slaves with various occupations, but they were all cut off from the outside world.

In fact, it was somewhat expected.

Ambassador Aslan asked his brother. They were taken hostage and Nasus warped in.

At that time, the Chaos plan would have been activated and Aslan’s army would have moved in.

If so, there would be one of three outcomes:

either the border area collapsed and a war broke out in the Holy Empire’s territory, or vice versa. A war would have broken out in Aslan’s territory because they couldn’t break through.

Either that, or my brother and I were being held hostage

and negotiating. I gathered my thoughts, took out water from the bucket, and drank it.

The sun came down.

The ground was dry, hard, and sandy. This wind blew and raised eyebrows.

Aslan’s territory was a land of death, 70% of which was dry land and 30% of which was desert.

It was also a place specialized for collecting magical power rather than collecting holy power or mana.

“How on earth do you have to get to a village or city? “How much further do we have to go?”

It’s already been a week since we wandered the desolate land on a camel.

Now we can’t help but feel tired.

“We don’t know exactly where this place is…”

“I’m sorry.”

Damon shook his head. Tinya apologized with her ears drooping.

I worked up my appetite.

I couldn’t blame them since they were brought here without knowing the location of the temple. We

walked and walked on the rugged ground. Not only was it hot in the day,

but our skin was dry. It was so hot that it would burn if it touched the sunlight.

On the contrary, the night was full of chill, and it was so cold that breath flowed out of the mouth.

“I think I understand why Aslan wants a prosperous kingdom.”

They would have wanted to have a green land,

a chosen land that was warm during the day and cool at night. As

the wind blew, a scream was heard beyond the sandy hills.

“What?”

Tinya flinched and listened,

“It’s a person.”

Tinya reflexively said that and then covered her mouth,

“I’m sorry, angel.”

“It doesn’t matter if you speak comfortably.”

“But…”

“It’s more convenient. And it’s a person?”

“yes.”

Tinya nodded. I put both hands to my ears and closed my eyes.

“It’s the sound of people and orcs. “I’m fighting.”

Various sounds seemed to be drowned out by the sound of the sand and wind, but Tinya, who has elf characteristics, seemed to hear it clearly.

I looked at Damon.

“Is there any chance of finding a nearby town or city?”

“I think it would be impossible. “We are running out of water and food, so we must return to the temple and set out again.”

Damon looked in the direction Tinya had mentioned.

“But it would be different if there were people who knew the villages and cities.”

I struggled.

This is because there is nothing good about being associated with the Aslan people, who are enemies.

But…

“Okay. let’s go.”

It was something I couldn’t waste time like this.

I turned the reins on the camel.

I climbed up the hill and looked down.

On the desolate land, 40 orc mercenaries and 20 people who appeared to be merchants were fighting.

He was 2 meters tall, had brown skin, and had bulky muscles.

Aside from the rags that covered important parts, the only thing they had in their hands was a bone or wooden club.

The force was so strong that one of the mercenaries fell when he swung the bone club.

“Brown Orc!”

Damon shouted in surprise and looked at me.

“They belong to the highest rank among orcs. “It may not be as vicious as a red orc, but it is quite vicious.”

“okay?”

I tried to summon my musket but stopped.

This is Aslan.

This is a place where necromancy is legalized.

Also, there was no one who appeared to be a necromancer.

That means…

“You mean you can do whatever you want, right?”

They are mercenaries anyway.

I won’t be able to feel any sacred power, and even if I did, they wouldn’t be able to threaten me, and even if I told others, they wouldn’t believe me.

It may be better to see their reactions in advance and act accordingly.

I summoned the dead.

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“I’m going to die. “I’m going to die!”

Hans, an alchemist and merchant who made and sold potions and various magic tools, covered his head and looked around.

The mercenaries are escorting the camels and carts they came riding.

Orcs swarmed from the top of the hill.

20 at first. However, as the battle became longer, the number increased to 30 or 40.

The number of orcs increased was greater than the number of orcs killed.

“It’s over. “It’s over!”

“Don’t say such foolish things!”

The mercenary cursed at his employer.

But they will know.

Once you get caught by a desert orc, a brown orc, it is difficult to survive.

No matter how far away the place is, the orcs will come when they hear the sound of battle.

Hungry, they will run and surround their prey until they collapse from exhaustion.

“You said you were an alchemist! Do you have anything? “A magic bomb or something like that!”

Casel, the mercenary leader, shouted.

“Hey, just wait a minute!”

Hans rummaged through the cart. He took out a round purple crystal.

“There is this!”

“what is that!”

“It’s a poisoned crystal! It is a weapon that explodes when mana or magic power is poured into it. So…”

When Hans held out the crystal ball, the mercenaries shouted.

“There’s no way we can use mana or magical power!”

They are third-rate, barely second-rate mercenaries. Of course, there was no way he could use mana or magic power.

As if he couldn’t do it, Hans directly injected mana into the crystal ball.

The crystal ball trembled.

Hans’ face lit up when the thing started working properly.

As he was about to throw it at the orcs, a hatchet flew down and cut off his hand.

“uh?”

Suddenly, the crystal ball fell to the floor. After a small vibration, the crystal ball exploded.

The poison spread around.

“Aaaahhh!”

“I can’t see!”

Hans screamed, clutching his severed right hand. Some of the mercenaries were hit by poison bombs and writhed in pain.

“Damn it…! This is why you shouldn’t escort an alchemist. What is a treasure mountain? “It looks like I’m going to die instead of finding treasure!”

When Casel shouted, there was an orc running towards him.

When he saw the large club, Casel went crazy and had no time to defend himself. He thought it was a mistake.

The orc that was running at that time was pierced by a flash of light.

Casel was startled and looked at the orc with a large hole in its body.

The orc tilted his head.

He put his finger into his pierced body and soon rolled his eyes and collapsed.

Casel looked at the arrow that had pierced the orc and stuck to the ground.

As if it were an arrow made by magic, it slowly spread light and disappeared.

Casel looked back.

Ghosts in the shape of women with transparent bodies are lined up in a sandstorm.

“Banshee?”

A ghostly banshee who sings of sorrow.

When the banshees breathed into their hands, arrows appeared in them.

I strapped my bow and aimed it at the orcs.

“Why is the banshee here?”

Is there even a necromancer!

The mercenaries also turned their heads at Casel’s mesmerizing words.

The orcs also stopped fighting and looked up the hill.

Silver-shining beings walked out of the rough sandstorm.

Crash.

Skeleton troops wearing full armor and holding shields and various weapons in their hands, which are not suitable for the desolate land and desert.

The army of the dead moved in unison.

As he walked out of the desert, his blue eyes lit up.

They slowly approached and stood tall in front of the orcs.

They glared at the orcs as if they were trying to overpower each other.

“Skeleton… right?”

Casel was impressed.

The presence is different.

Each of the dead soldiers felt like a strong warrior.

The brown orc glared at the dead as if he would not lose, but his eye muscles twitched in the harsh sand wind.

And…

“Waaaaaa!”

The orc who seemed to have been pushed off the ship screamed.

In an instant, the orc’s throat was cut off.

As the orc with its head missing fell to its knees, the dead opened their mouths and screamed.

He howled so loudly and so fiercely that his jaw dropped.

-Coooooooooo!

The orcs flinched at that.

“Laura Viva!”

The orcs spoke an unknown language and pointed at the dead.

More orcs came out of the hills.

About 50 orcs came running, and the 30 skeletons and 10 banshees that looked at them took up a fighting stance.

they collided

The skeleton dodged the Orcs’ weapons, lowered its waist, and cut their bodies with its sword.

He kicked it with his foot and hit it with a spear.

He pushed him away with his shield and hit his head with his mace.

A banshee flew leisurely among them and shot arrows.

The Legion of the Dead massacred the Orcs with overwhelming force.

“oh my god…!”

Casel couldn’t believe his eyes.

The orcs began to run away in fear, unable to destroy a single undead.

The banshee shot an arrow as if he would not let the orc go, and the skeletons followed suit, taking the reins of the camels the mercenaries were riding.

“Do you even know how to use horseback riding?”

Casel looked surprised.

Meanwhile, Hans, the alchemist, brightened his eyes.

He looked at the skeletons and muttered absently.

“Undead with holy powers! whoever…?”

At that time, the sandstorm gradually decreased.

Between them, three people on camels walked.

The skeletons began to kneel as if serving them.

The one in the lead is a boy wearing a robe, and next to him is a middle-aged man who appears to be an attendant.

Another one was a small elf.

Since Aslan treated the demihumans as slaves, Keisel thought of him as a nobleman who had elf slaves.

He quickly knelt down and bowed his head.

“Greetings to the noble priest who serves the god of death! Also, thank you for saving my lowly servants!”

A being who summoned many powerful dead people. Such a person was likely at least a famous nobleman or the son of the lord who ruled Aslan.

Casel’s actions showed that mercenaries were also his own. Rather than treating his wounds or his comrades, he chose to salute them.

Aslan’s nobles are authoritative. If you look at them with hate, you never know how they will come out.

Hans also knew that, but did not salute them.

An undead who wields sacred power that has never been seen before. He then looked at the three people in front of him who were controlling it in turns.

A desire to explore appeared in his eyes. As

if he had even forgotten the pain in one of his arms that had already disappeared, he looked straight at the three people and said,

“What is your name?”

Hans asked a question before even revealing his name.

In a way, this was an attitude that deceived the necromancers.

When Casel freaked out and grabbed his head and tried to make him bow down.

“Allen.”

The boy said,

“His name is Allen.”

Casel and Hans looked at him in shock, and

in the sandstorm, the boy with the undead was standing proudly and speaking.