10 Ten. The Crown Prince hunts witches.

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The Necromancer said the villagers breathed.

They look at each other and grab the tools.

Their eyes widen.

It must have been a horrible thing to do to make this town look like a wasteland.

“So what about Charlotte? ”

Grill looks at the girl.

The girl shakes her head sideways and sideways. But I opened my mouth tightly.

“Depends · · ·. I want to go.”

“But it's dangerous. So... ”

“I'm coming with you.”

“Charlotte, you can't do that. Forced. ”

I could almost look at the painting with my expressionless face.

Bloody eyes do not shake.

“I'm coming with you.”

The air became heavy.

The pressure has been conveyed to the little girl.

The grill facing the girl's glare swallows the dry saliva.

After a while, Grill and the villagers turned their heads and avoided looking.

“... Got it. ”

In front of the poisonous snake, the puppies are terrified.

“I'll help you, okay? ”

The girl asked me.

The one who fought the zombie bear with the kitchen knife.

If zombies get in the way, this girl will be more useful than strong men.

This girl is the only one who can lift me now, according to her height.

There are some things you can do to grill, but if you react incorrectly, you can get hooked in one punch.

“I'll be going, then. ”

Before I gave my permission, the girl lifted up her feet and moved on whether she accepted silence as a positive.

The villagers followed me naturally.

No zombies stand in the way as expected.

The zombie bear must have been the last resort.

By the time I cursed at the goddess for being the only one who suffered, I reached the end of the cave.

“This must be it. ”

At the end of the cave, you see a wooden door.

Farmer Grill and Hunter Hans stand at the door and notice each other. I opened the door.

The villagers get nervous and grab the farming equipment.

It's dark inside. The villagers lift their torches and light up the area.

There's all sorts of smells and bodies everywhere.

Scrolls and grimoires with unknown runes lie on the floor.

“The Wizards don't like to be cleaned up. ”

Well, I'm a commander.

Even in the wizard's clan, you will be a grim parlour.

Then the grill shouts.

“Oh, my God! ”

The villagers rush into the corner.

There, a naked woman hung from a wall with her arms and legs tied together.

Tortured or full of wounds.

“Who, who · · · · ·. Please.”

The woman opens her eyes with difficulty.

The torch doesn't seem to have adjusted its vision. She couldn't distinguish between the villagers.

“It's the grill! Morian, I'm here to save you! ”

“What are you talking about! It's Hans. I gave my life to save you here! ”

I was ridiculous in that look.

“Why don't you let me go before you say that? Looks like you're having a hard time. ”

“Ah! That, yes, the Prince is here to rescue you! ”

The villagers untie the rope from the wall and raise the woman.

“Sulfur · · · ·. You?"

The woman looked at me with a surprised look.

Definitely a beauty.

Skin whitening and visibility. Black hair and eyes are unusual on the continent.

Quite an attractive woman

Especially not to mention the body.

Rich breasts, cropped waist, and a firm buttocks.

A sculptural body.

The kind of woman a man would want to make love to for once.

But · · ·.

I clicked the temples.

“Crazy grandson. ”

I heard she was blind to beauty in the castle, but she's in her early 30s.

Even though love has nothing to do with age and gender, do you think it makes sense to kill yourself for dumping a woman twice your age?

It's the body of a second life. I would like to receive a normal evaluation.

I sighed deeply.

At that time, my gaze turned again to the woman.

[Name: Morgana

Age: 63

Specialty: Beauty, Command, Anatomy, Curse, Assassination.

+ Extremely tense and excited.]

Sixty-three? Anatomy or curse? Assassination?

“The Crown Prince? ”

The woman looks surprised. She swiftly pushes away the villagers she supports and approaches me.

“Is that true? Is that true? ”

Her face is turning red. He gave me a cheerful look as if he was seeing his first love.

A cheerful and beautiful smile for a man.

“Ah, thank you, Your Highness! ”

I shoved the girl on her back and bashed Morian's head in with a shovel.

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The villagers froze in horror.

Even the expressionless girl's eyes opened wide as if surprised.

A woman with a shovel to her head stumbles to the floor.

She grabs her head with a trembling hand. I looked at the Crown Prince to see if the situation was not resolved.

“Oh, I should have shoveled. ”

At the prince's words, the woman, Morian, grew tired of her blue face.

She reaches out to the villagers and rumbles.

“Sa, help me! The prince is mad! Help! ”

The prince approached her.

“Somehow he said it was strange. I was just wondering, was I? If I'd have known this, I'd have examined the villagers myself. ”

The prince freed his throat. And I stared at her.

“What do we do now? You want me to beat him up and tie him up? Or should we bury them so they don't open at all? ”

The villagers stood in front of the prince.

“Woe, the Crown Prince! What's going on? Why? ”

“Swinging a shovel at a fragile woman! ”

Morian hides behind them as the villagers stand in their way.

Seeing the villagers like that, the prince looked ridiculous.

“Fragile. Where are you going? You just saw him get hit in the head, and he just woke up. I have more arms than you. Get out of my way.”

That's what I'm talking about!

The villagers shake their heads at the prince.

Eyes staring sharply. It was like a neighborhood bully.

Morian screams.

The Crown Prince was out of his mind.

“And a fragile woman? She's 63 years old. ”

Morian's expression stiffens.

She trembles.

What is this prince? Do you know your age? How · · ·?

“Moreover, his name is not Morian. Morgana? I heard you were in town three months ago, and you were prepared for this. You're so fierce.I knew they were cowardly and vicious. ”

Morian's gaze subsides cold.

I even know his real name.

The villagers look embarrassed.

Of course.

A wife who used to be a pharmacist living in a village.

There were a lot of people who were saved by her.

They glanced at the prince as if he was crazy.

“Your Highness, explain what you're saying. ”

“That bitch is a Necromancer. ”

There was silence in the words.

The villagers look at Morian.

The grill, which was next to it, opened a little distance.

Morian was rather embarrassed by his appearance.

Huh? What? Do you believe a crazy prince?

Morian exclaims, trembling.

“No! No way. I've been kidnapped by zombies! ”

“That's weird. It's not like they're aging wine. They're abducting women and keeping them alive. ”

“Well, that's me as bait. ”

“Then we don't have to keep him alive. All you have to do is show them they're being taken alive. There's no way we're letting bait get away. ”

“Well, that's the Wicked Wizard holding me hostage! ”

“Then you should have seen someone else instead of you. ”

“... ”

Morian shuts up.

The cold sweat drips off my cheeks and falls to the tip of my chin.

She looks around, her eyes shaking.

The villagers who believed in her are also increasingly distant.

I'm sure I haven't seen the Necromancer since I passed through the cave.

Only Morian was here.

Morian shakes his head sideways and backwards.

“No! No, really. It's a trap! It's a trap made by the Wicked Wizard. Why · · · ·. Why don't you believe me? (Sobbing) ”

She blushes, covering her face with both hands.

The villagers looked at each other with compassionate eyes.

Is there some kind of misunderstanding?

“What kind of beast are you? Don't let your instincts get in the way. If you have a head, think. Do you really believe that? ”

The prince stared at the grill, screaming at them.

“Grill, you have Holy Water? ”

Grill nods and pulls the holy water out of his chest.

The prince snatches it up and throws it to Morian.

Morian takes it in a steady posture.

“Drink. Holy water. ”

Morian shuts up.

When he looks at the Holy Water, Morian covers his nose without even knowing it.

It smells nasty even when the lid is closed.

This is no ordinary holy water.

It was the holy water made by the high priest by praying for many days and nights.

A ‘poison’ that is extremely dangerous for Necromancers with significant sexual strength.

“Drink it. You're in a lot of pain. If it wasn't for the Necromancer, it would be a cure. But a Necromancer. ”

... your intestines will burn as soon as you eat them.

Morian looks around.

The eyes of the villagers were focused. It was myself who would be disadvantaged if I didn't drink in this situation.

Morian looks at the holy water and opens the lid with trembling hands.

The tip of my nose is sour.

Where the hell did you get holy water like this?

This usually has a different level of sexual strength than the Holy Water.

Before that, the sexual strength used in the cave was not for ordinary people to use.

This one, the Crown Prince, has been different for three months now.

“Oh, there. It · · · ·. ”

She takes the power from her hands.

Tsk, tsk.

Holy water drops and breaks.

Morian cries out in horror.

“No! I'm so nervous that I'm exhausted! ”

“Don't worry. There's a lot of holy water. Or I can feed him myself. ”

Grill pulls out three bottles of holy water from his arms.

Moran's face darkens.

That fucking prince.

She grips her teeth.

This is an unexpected situation.

He is in danger of "assassinating" the deceased prince.

I've been hiding in the village for the last three months to avoid suspicion.

I have done pharmacy work in good faith to avoid doubts, but everything has become a foam.

Now is the time for the "waves of death" to come from the land of commanders.

Even the Holy Father won't be able to investigate the death of the prince.

I planned this in time.

But then things got complicated.

Morian eyes slowly turn to the back of the prince.

It's the only way in.

I slowly looked down.

There is a broken piece of glass.

It is covered in holy water, but can be spoiled if it draws as much magic as possible and soaks in blood.

Morian's face falls down, stained with fear.

The tail goes up. Frenzied eyes stare at the prince.

“Son of a bitch. ”

Is that what you're saying?

The villagers make their move.

“Here, grab it! ”

But it was Morian who moved first.

She picks up the pieces of glass on the floor.

The skin burns.

Morian sprints his magic through the glass.

Blood on the palms of my hands. I sprinkled it around the prince.

Cast a spell.

Commander's Spell. A spell to summon the Hated Dead.

Magic power rushes out of the body. It gives you wrinkled skin.

My health weakened and my vitality ran out.

She ages rapidly, consuming all remaining magical power.

It's going to be hard for a while, but it's okay. Take the life force from the living. You can't extend your lifespan, but you will remain young.

A magic circle is drawn around the prince, piercing the floor between the runes and revealing a white bone.

“Your Highness!”

“Oh my God · · ·! ”

“Save the Prince! ”

The villagers run to save the Crown Prince, trying to catch the Morians.

It's too late.

The skeletons grip the prince's hands and feet.

It's not just proper summoning magic, but it's enough to restrain only the upper half and the Crown Prince.

Morian reaches out.

Holding a piece of blood against the prince's neck · · ·!

Bang!

The shovel crushes the skeleton. The skeleton's bones crumble and the prince's body spins round and round.

I grabbed the handle of the shovel with both hands. You swing the shovel at Morian's head.

"You're crazy! ’

The shovel comes in precisely. No hesitation at all.

If you hit this, half your head will be shoveled.

‘Don't be ridiculous. Do you think he's gonna die? ’

You are an assassin.

Ever since I was a little girl, I have studied the Black Pantheon, practicing commandery, fighting, and assassination skills.

Those attacks are nothing.

She lowers her head to avoid the shovel.

No. The big movement has revealed a gap.

If you dig it out and cut the prince's throat right now...

It was then.

Something flew in and grabbed Morian's hair.

“What · · ·? ”

Morian's wrinkly face turns to his side.

A girl with white hair is staring at herself with creepy eyes.

“Huh · · ·? ”

The girl grabs Morian's head and slams him to the ground.