Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer Chapter 34
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Chapter 34: 34
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I frowned deeply after alternating my gaze between the musket rifle and the Vampire Count currently being dragged away in the distance .
I was definitely aiming for the bastard’s head . Unfortunately, the obstacles and the distance ensured that the trajectory of the bullet would be altered midway .
Thanks to that, the joke of a blessing I said earlier became a reality instead .
“In the end, I failed to kill it, huh . ”
The Vampire Count was now out of the rifle’s range .
However, seeing as it was in that condition, that thing should have some trouble controlling the undead army . Also, I didn’t have any energy left whatsoever to gather more divinity anyway . Even now, my legs were shaking hard and I felt really dizzy .
“I guess I bought us some time, then . ”
At the very least, we had some time to regroup and think about our options .
I also needed time to gather divinity and create more holy water as my energy drinks .
“By the way…”
When I turned my head around, I realised that everyone’s eyes were focused on me .
“…Why is everything so quiet?”
I could only frown while feeling their gazes landed on me .
The soldiers and convicts, the feudal lord Jenald who arrived on the scene a minute ago, Charlotte and Harman in the distance, etc, etc, were all looking at me with lips tightly shut .
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(TL: Back to 3rd person POV . )
The sun had set and it was now nighttime .
Harman stood alone on top of the outer walls . He was intently staring at the enemy’s camp in the distance, at where the Vampire Count and the hordes of undead were biding their time . He was supposed to think about how they would attack the fortress again and what he should do to counter it . However, his mind was entirely preoccupied by something else .
A day had already passed since the battle, and all the wounded soldiers were fully healed by the Priests and holy water . Harman was stunned to learn that, with the exception of serious injuries, everyone had recovered to ‘full health’ .
‘This isn’t any ordinary holy water . ’
He looked at the bottle of holy water in his hand . This small glass bottle contained the highest-quality holy water that could only be created when a high-ranking Priest gathered divinity for a day and night nonstop .
Just one bottle would be enough to cure dozens upon dozens . And he was told that the Imperial Prince gave it to the priests .
‘Not only that, it’s quite high in concentration too . ’
The holy water was diluted with regular water before being distributed, saving a hundred-plus lives in the process . This was all thanks to the Imperial Prince .
“What is the Prince hiding?”
Harman had a lot of questions for the prince .
Even if the Spirit Speech incident could be chalked up as coincidence, he definitely had to inquire about where this highest-grade holy water came from .
Could it be that… the prince himself made it?
‘It’s simply not possible that his highness possesses such abilities . But…’
The Imperial Prince did snipe the Vampire Count, didn’t he? Not only that, along with Goddess Gaia’s divine protection to boot .
It seemed that the other Priests didn’t know the truth yet . Well, he did try to conceal his identity with a mask, so that couldn’t be helped .
In all honesty, even Harman was still unsure of who it really was . He thought that maybe, the man who sniped the Vampire wasn’t the Imperial Prince but someone else, possibly another high-ranking Priest .
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‘No… that isn’t it . ’
That girl named Charlotte definitely called the sniper ‘Imperial Prince-nim’ . A child who served the prince wouldn’t be mistaken about the one she looked after in that situation .
‘Besides, it also seems that Charlotte isn’t an ordinary child either . ’
She knew of the imperial swordsmanship . When he asked her where she learned it from…
– “I learned it from a book . ”
…Was her reply . She obviously didn’t tell him the truth .
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Harman could only chuckle bitterly .
She learned it by reading a book?
Lies .
Such movements couldn’t be imitated by simply copying from a measly book for crying out loud .
Here was the swordsmanship featuring all sorts of brilliant techniques . One needed to possess a requisite sense of balance, physical strength, as well as quick reactions in order to move like that .
A person would need to at least train for many years to reach where she was .
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Harman was certain that the girl had been training in this swordsmanship style for quite some time now . And it couldn’t have been a simple coincidence that such a child was serving the Imperial Prince from his side .
‘Have they known each other for a while?’
He wondered if a loyal retainer of the seventh Imperial Prince secretly inserted her here for the boy’s sake .
‘If that’s true… then the girl’s father, Gril, can’t be an ordinary man either . ’
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Could it be that Gril was a knight currently on an undercover mission?
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However, when he conducted his investigation earlier, Harman learned that the ‘farmer’ had already been living in the Land of the Dead Spirits for many decades . Charlotte too had lost her parents from the plague, which resulted in Gril adopting her as his daughter afterwards .
It would be tough to match the story so precisely with other villagers like that .
Harman’s head was a complicated mess . Everything seemed to be a mystery .
‘And also… the way the Prince changed is strange as well . ’
Indeed, the prince himself had gone through a 180 degree turn-about after he got exiled and experienced an assassination attempt disguised as a suicide .
He changed after ‘losing’ his memories .
‘Maybe it’s possible that he forgot about his trauma that occurred five years ago . ’
The mother of the First and the Seventh Imperial Princes, Yulisia . She was a commoner from a rural village, and not only that, a mixed-blood from the Aslan Kingdom down south too .
Aslan was at odds with the Theocratic Empire and the two nations had fought each other during many wars in the past several hundred years .
Since she carried the bloodline from such a kingdom, unsurprisingly the gazes from the rest of the Imperial Family directed in her way couldn’t be described as warm in any shape or form .
Such a woman fell in love with the son of the Holy Emperor and before long, she gave birth to the First Imperial Prince .
Naturally, the opposition from the nobles and the clergy were fierce – the main sticking point being, the Crown Prince had chosen a commoner rather than someone from the other noble families . There was also the fact that the blood of the Aslan kingdom flowed in her body, albeit it being only half .
Most importantly, the current Holy Emperor agreed with their sentiments .
In the end, the Crown Prince, the son of the Holy Emperor, had no choice but to accept two other ladies from noble families that boasted distinguished bloodlines as his concubines . He did this all in order to appease the voracious opposition from his father, the nobles, and the clergymen .
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Later, these two ‘wives’ gave birth to many more Imperial Princes and Princesses . The first wife, Yulisia, eventually gave life to the Seventh Imperial Prince .
In the year that the boy turned ten years old .
On a certain snowy night, the mother of both the First and Seventh Imperial Princes, Yulisia, was the victim of a ‘Vampire’s surprise attack’ inside the Imperial Palace’s garden .
The First Prince managed to narrowly escape death, but still suffered a curse of demonic energy invading his heart . Meanwhile, Yulisia tried to protect the Seventh Prince, only to be torn limb from limb before the boy’s very eyes .
His beloved mother died in his arms, and even his older brother grew deathly ill . The young Seventh Prince suffered a huge mental trauma on that day and basically lost his mind .
The ten-year-old child known for his gentle personality grew up into an easily-scared and distrusting boy, one who also enjoyed belittling others around him .
‘Could it be that the Witch Morgana incident reverted him back to his original personality?’
No… even then, there were several strange points to consider .
From the get-go, the boy losing his memories and possessing powerful divinity were completely unrelated to each other .
‘I definitely heard that the noble named Heis insulted Charlotte, and the Imperial Prince attacked him after failing to rein in his anger . ’
The prince wouldn’t have made his move merely because the girl serving him was insulted .
However, the keywords of ‘lowly commoner’ and ‘dying on the cold floor’ – both of them applied to the Seventh Imperial Prince’s mother, Yulisia .
Could it be that the prince became enraged by those words and ended up beating Heis to a pulp?
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When Harman asked him, the boy simply smiled and replied, ‘Just because’, but…
‘Could it be that he didn’t lose his memories? Or did he move according to his instincts?’
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Alternatively, it was also possible that the boy was using the pretext of amnesia to divert the Imperial Family’s attention away from him .
If this was true, then why would he do something like that?
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Harman slowly stroked his chin .
‘Well, that’s a simple answer, isn’t it?’
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He could more or less guess the reason .
‘…For revenge . ’
To kill the vampire who drove his mother to death, and to avenge all the humiliation she suffered at the hands of the nobles, the Seventh Prince deliberately got himself exiled .
‘It’s a plausible theory . ’
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There were plenty of eyes and ears within the Imperial Palace . Rather than staying there, it might be better to get exiled to a distant and remote monastery to grow one’s powers in secret .
The Imperial Prince kept saying that Morgana the witch was hunted down by the villagers, but in turn, they said something completely contradictory .
‘If I think about matters this way, then everything fits . The reason why he behaves so crudely before me was also because of that!’
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Harman wasn’t sure how the prince managed to earn the love of Goddess Gaia and come to possess such an incredible level of divinity . However, he was certain of the boy wishing for more ‘power’ and dreaming of the day he’d have his revenge .
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An unknown noble family must’ve been supporting the boy prince from the shadows . Charlotte was the proof of this .
All the mysteries seemed to be unravelling now .
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‘Lady Yulisia . ’
Five years ago, Harman was also present at the garden . He was tasked with guarding them alongside other Holy Cross Knight Order members . Back then, he failed to protect Lady Yulisia and the Princes when they went out for a simple stroll .
Even if the First Prince ordered him to go and summon help, it was inconceivable that he abandoned his duty as their guard .
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Harman gritted his teeth .
He recalled his pathetic self back then and quickly sunk into the pit of shame .
‘I’ve forgotten all about it already . Yet…’
The Imperial Prince was trying to become stronger ever since the age of ten for the sake of vengeance?
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Such a young child, he endured against all that humiliation and got himself exiled in the process…!
Harman rubbed his face .
Yulisia was truly a beautiful woman, inside and out .
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She treated everyone equally, and her heart was always caring; she seemed to be ordinary at a glance, yet at the same time, extraordinary .
“Maybe that’s why . ”
…The reason why both him and the First Prince treated the Seventh Prince, Allen Olfolse, so coldly until now .
No matter how deeply suppressed his emotions were, Harman would never tolerate any behaviour that insulted Lady Yulisia’s memories . But reality was different .
If the Seventh Imperial Prince truly wished to take revenge for Lady Yulisia, then…
‘Then, I shall aid him in his quest!’
Harman clenched his fist tightly . He took a deep breath and calmed his heart down .
Revenge .
If that goal were to be realised, their current situation had to be resolved first .
“Indeed, I need to focus on our current situation before all else . ”
He spat out a long sigh before shifting his focus back to the matter of the fortress’s security .
In the far-off distance, the undead horde had set up a camp . There were hundreds, thousands of ghostly eyes glaring at Ronia .
Thanks to that, the combat-readiness tension couldn’t be undone . It resulted in the fatigue level of the soldiers to soar higher and brought down the morale of the troops .
And later tonight, the approaching midnight would herald the advent of the 25th of December . The Vampire Count should start moving again when that time comes .
Harman stopped looking at the enemy camp and headed back towards the fortress’ interior .
He could see soldiers going on a patrol while carrying bright torches . Several holes on the ground had been discovered within the city . Since the undead infiltrated through there, it was possible that the same tactic could be used again . To prevent that, the number of patrols had been increased and every house was searched for the presence of these holes .
Thirty search parties made up of ten soldiers each were created . The total number of people who were tasked with this job was 300, in other words . However, when Harman surveyed the proceedings from the top of the outer wall, there seemed to be a few more patrolling around at the moment .
The fortress should’ve been suffering from the shortage of manpower, so how come…?
‘What…?’
He could see that most of the soldiers were moving around with torches, but a small portion of them didn’t have any sources of light at all .
Why were they patrolling inside such darkness without any sources of light, especially when the moonlight had been swallowed up by the murky clouds above?
Now that was incredibly suspicious .
Harman climbed down from the outer wall . He picked up a torch and told the nearby knight that he was going out on a patrol before heading off to where those unidentified soldiers were .
The soldiers without torches were deliberately picking only the dark areas with no people around . Harman frowned while watching these soldiers enter a darkened alleyway and followed after them .
“Oii, you there! Soldier!”
Harman’s call was ignored .
His frown grew deeper as he quickened his steps to catch up to them . He hastily grabbed the shoulder of one of them, pulling the guy around towards him .
“Oii, soldier! What are you doin…”
It was then, Harman’s expression hardened .
This soldier was wearing a helmet and a face mask . When hunting down the undead that spread around venom and diseases, it was common practice to wear masks . However, this guy wasn’t wearing one to cover his nose, but to hide the entire face instead .
Because it was…
“…An undead??”
It was an undead soldier with no light of life found within its eyes .
Harman unsheathed his sword and quickly stepped back . Even then, he doubted his own eyes and senses .
“B-but, how come… divinity…?”
Although faint, he could sense divinity oozing out from the undead .
‘Just what on earth is going on here? How did these monsters…!’
Harman momentarily wondered if he was under the spell of a demon right now . Some Vampires were known to be able to cast ‘Illusion’ magic, after all .
‘However, it should still be impossible to fool my senses…’
The undead soldier that possessed divinity simply ignored Harman and began walking away again . He gritted his teeth and pounced on the monsters .
This was no time to hesitate .
He wasn’t sure why these creatures showed no interest towards him, but leaving them alone like this carried a great risk .
Harman swung his sword as divinity permeated within his blade .
A regular undead would turn to ashes the moment it got sliced by this blade!
However…
Clang!
…His attack was blocked .
Harman’s brows shot up higher .
A mere walking dead was actually using a sword draped in divinity just like he was . The undead’s eyes moved . Its eyes which resembled a pair of souls burning from deep within the darkness were now locked on Harman .
Then, the Dead Spirit Soldier deflected his sword away .
It stepped back before lowering its torso .
Almost at the same time, spear blades shot out from the darkness behind .
Other undead soldiers were stepping on the walls of this narrow alleyway to surround Harman from both sides, all the while deftly wielding their swords .
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“…What?”
Unhesitant, vicious attacks poured in from his front, left, and right .
Harman’s expression hardened as he witnessed this .
…Because these undead were coming at him with a coordinated attack, almost as if they were trained knights .
Fin .
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