Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer - Chapter 7

Episode 7. The prince splits the earthen pot.

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The woman and the old woman who saw Charlotte came up in surprise.

“Charlotte, are you okay?”

“oh my god···. Look at this cold sweat. uh? I have a fever. thank god. “Lay down a little longer.”

“Are you very hungry? Eat some potatoes. “This is all I have for now.”

The lady held out a plate with potatoes and a kitchen knife on it.

Charlotte was embarrassed by her aunt and sisters’ care.

What happened? Where am I? Why are you here? Mom is? Dad…?

Confusion came to my memory. I pressed my forehead against the headache in my head.

Someone screamed as Charlotte looked embarrassed.

Charlotte, startled, reflexively jumped up from her seat.

A woman pointed to the window and stepped back.

“They’re coming! They’re coming!”

Seeing this, those in the monastery looked to the window. Charlotte also looked at the window.

I saw zombies approaching the monastery.

The number is considerable.

The faces of those in the monastery turned pale.

They screamed or looked around as if they were looking for a place to hide.

But Charlotte reacted differently.

zombie···?

Charlotte moved her body reflexively.

I grabbed the kitchen knife next to the potato and ran toward the door. The startled women hugged her and stopped her.

“shallot! “It’s dangerous out there!”

“No!”

Despite the women’s dissuasion, Charlotte became even stronger. In fact, the women who were trying to stop him were almost dragged away by Charlotte.

It was an absurd amount of power for a 16-year-old girl to exert.

The boys who were watching also attacked her and stopped her.

“uh? uh?”

Charlotte was shocked and panicked.

Not only was he pushed by his strength, but he could have hurt others with the kitchen knife he was holding.

Charlotte had no choice but to lose her strength.

Then her eyes widened.

Through the window, I saw a boy jumping high and raising a shovel.

He brought down the shovel.

One zombie fell down with its head broken.

“What are you doing? Ttukppaegi sesame seeds. “Or you die!”

the boy shouted.

Charlotte tilted her head at those words.

Earthen pot? What is that?

It was an unknown word, but sturdy men seemed to understand its meaning and jumped in.

It screams like a scream.

The villagers were terrified and swung their farming tools violently.

Farm equipment hits the zombie’s body.

A person was pushed and bitten while fighting a zombie.

The boy gritted his teeth, grabbed the back of the bitten man, and forcibly pulled it out.

The boy swung the shovel. The zombie stumbled and fell after being hit on the head. He raised the shovel again and crushed the skull with the blade.

Charlotte looked surprised at that sight.

A boy of the same age, or about a year or two younger, was hunting zombies ahead of other strong men.

“Don’t rest. “If you’re going to whine about being in pain, kill at least one more person!”

The way he speaks is also quite rough.

The men stared at the boy and then rushed at the zombie.

We took down the zombies one by one.

The slow-moving and staggering zombies were easily defeated.

The boy also stumbled. Perhaps because of exhaustion, he was barely able to stand with his hands on the shovel, breathing heavily.

“Does that prince know how to hunt zombies?”

“You are the prince of the Seonghwang family. “I guess you know how to hunt zombies.”

These were the words of those who were hiding in fear.

Charlotte was startled.

Are you a prince?

Come to think of it, I once heard a rumor that the Prince of Perseverance came to visit the monastery on the hill.

Charlotte looked at him through the window.

He was hunting zombies very cruelly and persistently.

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The villagers let out a scream-like scream.

Stab and strike. Crush and destroy.

Flesh splattered everywhere and the villagers stepped back with expressions close to despair.

They saw about 100 zombie corpses spread everywhere, breathing heavily.

Some people lost strength in their legs and fell down.

Some people, perhaps family members or acquaintances, were seen sobbing and hugging their broken heads.

“I’m glad no one died.”

I put the shovel in the ground, leaned back, and sighed.

it’s tough. It’s really fucking hard!

If I had known this would happen, I should have chosen the warrior profession when working part-time in gaming.

How cool is it?

If you have the power to become a peer and even use your holy power, you are literally invincible.

At least it would be better than the necromancer profession, which requires you to use skills while paying attention.

Or, at least, how good would it have been if you had come here as a stagnant person who had raised your level?

“Thank you for your effort.”

A farmer came up and held out a leather bag filled with water.

“Ah, thank you.”

I received a leather bag, washed my hands, washed my head, and quenched my thirst.

“Did you say grill?”

Farmer Grill asked in surprise.

“Did I tell you my name?”

“Oh, I said it.”

No, I didn’t say it. But that doesn’t mean I can know your name because I’m good at games.

Grill said with a sad expression.

“Thank you.”

“There is a lot to be thankful for.”

“But the royal family took the name of a lowly farmer…”

“Treat your job. “Farmers are also valuable professions.”

Grill has a bewildered expression. Although he was perplexed, he nodded his head vigorously as if he was moved.

Come to think of it, didn’t this guy take the girl with the plague?

“What happened to her? Are you dead?”

“That kid? Oh, you mean Charlotte? If it’s her, she’s safe. “The women at the monastery will be taking good care of him.”

Well then, that’s a relief.

I looked towards the monastery.

I felt like someone was watching me from the window.

I turned my head and looked at the monastery window, but there was no face reflected.

Is it because of my mood?

I looked at the dead zombies again.

I frowned at the stench that assaulted my nose.

The magic power is too strong for someone who became a zombie overnight.

“Strange.”

“What do you mean?”

“The plague.”

Even though the plague had spread, it was abnormal for a zombie wave to occur at this level.

Even a plague, no matter how close it is to a disaster, would not be of this magnitude.

“It’s strange that even near the Land of the Dead, there are this many zombies. It must be really dangerous. If things continue like this, we will be annihilated.”

“What if you say annihilation?”

“Everyone will die except me.”

Grill’s face turned pale.

“If you don’t find the cause and solve it, it will really happen. Even if they come from the nearby Ronia territory after noticing something strange, it would take more than two weeks. “I don’t know if I can hold out until then.”

“Then what should I do?”

“I have to hold on. Find the cause. “That will happen later. For now, let’s get cremated and have a funeral.”

“You mean now?”

Everyone is exhausted. He also looks like he wants to take a break from grilling.

“When there is a lot of work to do, you have to get it done quickly. furthermore···.”

I frowned as I looked at the dead bodies.

“You were in pain. “We need to make him comfortable as quickly as possible.”

He had the villagers dig a hole around the cemetery.

The funeral was held concisely and simply.

The bodies were collected, cremated, and a pit dug. The ashes were buried and a wooden board was erected.

Originally, I would have used a high-quality tombstone, but at the moment, I lacked stamina.

While everyone was watching, I looked at the grave buried in the hole, held the shovel, and said a silent prayer.

This is a purification ritual. We honor the dead and hope that they rest in peace.

After finishing work until the next day, I prayed silently at the last grave, turned around, and spoke to the villagers.

“I’m so tired. Let’s take a short break and then take care of the rest. “It would be better to reduce the number even a little.”

I looked at the villagers as I spoke.

An unpleasant gaze fell on me.

Some have blank expressions. Some others looked surprised.

When I tilted my head, the villagers cleared their throats or averted their gaze.

I frowned and called the village chief.

“Chief.”

“Yes, what’s going on?”

The village chief approached and smiled awkwardly but somewhat softly.

There is something strange about the atmosphere.

I made a sullen expression. Whether I made that expression or not, the village chief waited until the end of my words.

“Has there been any change here in the past few days?”

“What if you say change?”

“A strange object came, or a stranger came.”

“well. There was nothing like that. “The plague started a month ago, and there was nothing unusual at that time.”

So, was this disaster caused by infected rats or birds?

However, it had a strong artificial feel to say it occurred naturally.

“Is there at least a necromancer?”

As he muttered to himself, not only he, but the village chief and the entire village were frightened.

The necromancer here was truly a disaster.

They were designated as ‘sinners’ on the continent, such as ‘reaper who spreads plague’, ‘devil who binds souls’, etc.

It was also continental law that no one would be held guilty if one killed someone on sight, regardless of the reason.

In short, if it is discovered that I am a necromancer, I will be devastated.

“Necromancer?”

“oh my god···! “Is there such a disgusting being in our village?”

I’m sorry I’m disgusting.

It wouldn’t be surprising if he got ripped off for insulting the prince.

“It’s just a guess.”

If so, it’s really a pain in the ass.

If the opponent hides, it’s a disaster. However, the probability of being close was quite high.

In order to control the zombies at will, you have to be nearby.

“But there’s no way to find it.”

As with a professional search, if there are priests or paladins, if you search with villagers who don’t know anything, it’s like throwing away prey.

Well, I guess not. It could just be a natural plague.

The problem is how to find the cause…

“Let’s just stay one night. Tell everyone to rest. Oh, instead, we take turns standing guard.”

I was exhausted from time to time.

After digging the ground all day, moving the corpse, and even holding the funeral, I reached my physical and mental limits.

If things continue like this, nothing will be possible.

“I’ll take a deep breath. “If anything happens, wake me up.”

I said that to the village chief and Farmer Grill and walked toward the monastery.

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“Aaaah!”

A scream rang out along with thunder and lightning.

While sleeping in the monastery, I opened my eyes in surprise. The sound of rain continued to be heard in my ears.

When lightning struck in the dark vision, someone’s face flashed and appeared right in front of me.

She is a girl with pure white hair, blood-red eyes, and an expressionless face like ice.

She looked at me with wide eyes as if she was surprised.

“what?”

“…”

The girl looked embarrassed and walked away. Then the grill approached.

“Prince!”

“My ears will drop.”

Perhaps because of fatigue, my body felt heavy like a soaked sponge.

My mind is also in a dazed state. The sound of screaming voices echoed in my head, making me dizzy.

“What’s going on?”

While I was asking Grill a question, I glanced at the girl.

A girl with wide eyes was crouching in the corner, clearly looking at me.

The eyes are cold and cold-blooded.

This is the guy who caught and ate the zombie rat last time, right? Your eyes are full of venom. You’re not blaming me, are you?

“Prince!”

“I’m listening. “What? Why is there so much fuss?”

Farmer Grill shouted urgently.

“One of the villagers has been kidnapped by a zombie!”

I forgot what to say after Grill’s words.