Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer Chapter 16
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“You son of a b*tch! You used Necrom… . !”
Before she could finish her words, the shovel smacked her in the face once more . Despite blood dancing about everywhere, she didn’t die .
The Prince looked down on the dazed and bleeding Morian before speaking out loudly, “I shan’t be the one to judge you, but my fellow villagers will . ”
He then stepped aside . Even the platinum-haired girl released her grip on Morian .
Before long, the villagers approached her from all sides . She looked at their expressions and her own complexion paled greatly .
“P-please, s-s-spare…!”
She was quickly gagged and then dragged out from the cave . Eventually, the group returned to the monastery . The remainder of the villagers were informed of her evil actions .
The enraged people stoned her mercilessly . Once she became a broken wreck, they tied her up and hauled her back to the forest before dangling her up by the neck and abandoning her to her own demise .
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Some time later, starving beasts passing by tore into her flesh and devoured her .
Three days later, she herself became a zombie . While still hanging on the tree, she flailed about ungainly .
The Imperial Prince looked at that spectacle and clicked his tongue . “Even if this is a fantasy world, the medieval setting sure can be scary . ”
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The zombified Morian who was dangling by the neck continued to flail away while howling out loudly .
Without a Priest to perform her purification ceremony, she’d have to remain as an undead for decades, maybe even for hundreds of years .
This was the fate waiting for a Necromancer who relied on the magic of death .
“That’s too bad though . I wanted to find out what that Black Order thing was all about, but oh well . ”
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If only he possessed a skill to talk to souls like a real Necromancer, that would’ve been real nice . Unfortunately, he wasn’t blessed with such a descriptive ability .
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It didn’t matter at the end of the day though, since he was still an Imperial Prince .
After he was banished to this place, his influence as a potential successor to the throne had pretty much disappeared . Even then, there were still some people who made a move to eliminate him, perhaps fearing that despite his current state, he could pose some threat to them .
If that was the case, then he could certainly think of a few likely suspects .
Such as…
“My brothers, huh . ”
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His siblings from the Holy Imperial Family who were eligible to inherit the Holy Emperor’s throne–it was possible that they were targeting him .
“Damn, how cold-hearted . I didn’t expect to get tangled up in a power struggle…”
The Imperial Prince clicked his tongue again as he shook his head .
Nevertheless, the curtains on the Witch Morgana incident had closed with this .
They were in the northern frontier’s Land of the Dead Spirits . The time for the ‘Tide of Death’, the moment when the instincts of the dead awoke, were closing on them once more .
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Charlotte grew interested in the boy referred to as the Imperial Prince .
During the defence against the zombie horde, and during the mass funeral, she observed him from a faraway distance .
She heard stories about him . One of them being that while she was still unconscious, the prince took care to move the remains of her parents and sincerely performed their funeral .
She quietly watched the boy prince tirelessly perform numerous funerals throughout the night . Even when everyone was dog-tired, he didn’t rest and continued to work . He prayed with great care so that the dead souls could find some peace in their afterlife .
While seeing him like that, she felt a certain frustration well up in her chest . He was her life’s saviour, her benefactor . And he was also another type of a saviour, who saved her parents by performing their funeral rites .
“What kind of person is the Imperial Prince?”
Charlotte’s question was answered by the older girls and aunties of the village .
He was a mangnani, a maggot, an irredeemable trash, a dumbass who killed himself after failing to seduce a woman . All sorts of criticism aimed towards his direction were whispered right into her ear .
She frowned deeply after hearing them all . This wasn’t what she wanted to find out . Charlotte ended up glaring at the village’s womenfolk .
“Well, it does feel like he’s somewhat changed since three months ago, actually . ”
“Yeah, he performed my father’s funeral with such care back then, too . ”
“That’s right, he even saved everyone this time, didn’t he?”
They were grateful towards the Imperial Prince-nim . And they also seemed to be relying on him, too .
Charlotte recalled the time she supported the Prince-nim back in the cave .
‘He was so small and young . ’
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Indeed, his figure felt tiny and very light . He was even more immature than she was, with a face that looked younger than her . And yet, with such a small body, he fought off against that huge bear . Even though he was injured badly, he still tried his best to rescue the kidnapped woman .
‘He’s actually very caring . ’
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But then, that woman named Morian betrayed his faith in her . She lunged at the boy prince and tried to kill him .
Charlotte quickly stepped in to stop that from happening .
It all transpired in the blink of an eye, really .
By the time she regained her wits, she was already leaping high in the air, grasping the woman’s hair, and then slamming the woman’s head down on the floor . She even pointed the knife at the woman’s throat, almost slicing it wide open .
She herself was shocked by her own agile movements .
‘Was my body this light from the beginning?’
As it turned out, the woman was a Necromancer . Charlotte found that out after the woman and the Imperial Prince conversed for a while .
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Charlotte couldn’t understand what they were talking about, but she was sure that this female Necromancer was targeting the Prince’s life . And for that purpose, many, many villagers had to die .
The Imperial Prince didn’t forgive such a person .
In the end, Morian was hung by her neck in the forest while she was still alive .
It was a truly gruesome fate .
That’s how this incident came to an end .
Charlotte and the rest of the villagers began rebuilding the village and hunted down the still unaccounted-for zombies . Then, they helped the Imperial Prince perform the funerals for the dead .
When the situation had somewhat normalised, farmer Gril came to speak to her .
“Charlotte, if it’s alright with you, why don’t you stay at my place?”
He smiled awkwardly while asking her . She had no place to stay anymore, and that’s why she nodded her head to express consent . But still, she looked in the direction of the Imperial Prince in the monastery .
“Is there anyone there helping the Imperial Prince-nim?”
“Helping his highness? What… Ahh, you mean as a gravekeeper?”
She shook her head .
She didn’t just mean the role of gravekeeper, but someone to clean the monastery, managing it, as well as performing other sundry chores .
Wasn’t such an environment just too unforgiving for a young prince to live alone? Shouldn’t someone at least try to lend him a helping hand?
“Ah, you wish to work as a maidservant?”
Charlotte nodded her head in response .
But Gril formed a troubled expression on his face . “The thing is, the Paladins told us not to place a servant near him . The reason being…”
…Because he was a mangnani; he was banished so that his personality could hopefully change for the better .
The Paladins said that having a maidservant would only cause the boy to become even more arrogant, rather than reflecting on his past and grow remorseful about it .
Gril pondered the situation for a moment before addressing Charlotte once more, “There’s one other way . Maybe it might work if you decide to become a nun . ”
“A nun?”
“Well, it’s a monastery, right? If you enter it to study faith, then the Paladins might not mind . ”
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Charlotte nodded her head .
The next day, she went back to the monastery .
She found the Imperial Prince by the library . He was busy going through the written records recovered from the Necromancer’s cave .
“How complicated . At this rate, I’ll get assassinated for sure . Without a shield to protect me… I’ll definitely get killed . As for my skill proficiency, I gotta…”
A shield?
Not only that, assassination?
Charlotte approached the boy prince . He flinched after sensing the presence of another human and sneakily hid the book .
She tilted her head as she stared at him .
He replied to her with a heavy frown . “What’s this? Why are you here? I don’t have any funerals scheduled for today, so why can’t you let me take a break for at least a single day?”
“I wish to pay my debt . ”
“What debt?”
She inwardly went, ‘ah, I made a mistake’ . ‘Debt’ wasn’t the right word to use here .
She should’ve said the kindness he had shown her…
While regretting her choice of words, Charlotte tried to open her lips again .
“Wait, are you talking about back then?” The prince said .
He looked really surprised just then . For some reason, he quickly retreated and sneakily reached out towards his trusty shovel too .
Why was he reacting like that, though?
Ah, perhaps he still had unfinished business he needed to attend to?
“It’ll be better to forget about the past, alright? I mean, our first encounter wasn’t all that memorable as a shared experience, am I wrong?”
As expected of the Imperial Prince, his heart was secretly generous . He was even telling her to forget about the kindness he had shown her . But… how could she dare to do that?
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He saved her life and ensured that her parents could rest peacefully, didn’t he?
“I wish to serve you . ”
“Eh?”
“And, also…”
Charlotte recalled the word ‘shield’ .
She remembered that this boy-prince had been exiled here . And not to forget, that woman Necromancer spat out the word ‘assassination’ too .
Someone was trying to murder this young prince . Without a doubt, his banishment had to be that person’s underhanded trick as well .
There was no way that a prince like this boy could be a mangnani .
Charlotte’s gaze shifted towards the books that were lined up on the bookshelf .
[The Imperial Swordsmanship Tutorial]
[The Imperial Self-Defence Technique and Practice Drills]
[The Methods to Operate and Control Divinity for Paladins]
There were several books here .
A shield… he was searching for it .
He was searching for someone to protect him .
However, if she came out and openly said it, he’d reject her . Because it’d be a dangerous task, that’s why .
“I’d like to offer my services in this place as a nun . ”
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This didn’t mean that she should give up though . No, she definitely had to protect this person .
In that case, she should masquerade as a nun instead . As a nun, she would study his religion and train herself so that she could protect him when the time came .
A young girl might not be able to properly defend an Imperial Prince, but still, she decided to give it her all regardless of this fact . Besides, there could be a way for a nun to switch to a Paladin by learning swordsmanship .
This would be the only way for her to repay the kindness he had shown to her . She would protect the boy prince who had no one to rely on .
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“That’s why…”
Charlotte smiled at him .
“…I’ll be in your care . ”
Fin .
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