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‘It's the Prince.'

Charlotte smiles lightly at Allen's face.

The feeling in my heart moved me.

As I stood up and tried to approach him, someone muttered.

“The Seven?”

Charlotte looks away.

His stepfather, Grill, spoke near the outer gate.

That little murmur caused a great confusion.

“It's Saint. It really is Saint! ”

When one shouted, everyone's gaze focused on Allen.

“West, Saint? ”

From prisoners to regular soldiers.

And even the new inmates who had just come in looked at the Seven.

Alan stops in shock and looks around.

The people in Lonia gave me a look of awe.

Along the way, Alan looks puzzled.

Of course I do.

Even strangers are calling themselves saints.

Most of all, there must be something more embarrassing.

‘... most of those treated by the Crown Prince use their power. ’

Charlotte investigated northern Lonia at the request of the Seven.

The investigation was not difficult.

Earl Jennard Rifan.

Because he, the general commander of the North, who runs this place, has already finished the investigation.

The lord generously presented the data to Charlotte.

Charlotte was shocked by the data.

800 Awakened.

The seven princes who heard the report and saw it in person will be embarrassed.

Even the seven popes performed one of his miracles.

That's why I had to be careful.

Charlotte grabs the sword.

I looked at Prince Allen and stared at Lord Jennard approaching him.

Even with the Awakened, Lord Jennard has been hiding.

There's got to be a plan.

Charlotte approaches him to escort Allen.

* *

The prisoners are screaming.

Everyone is calling my name "Saint," but unfortunately, I don't even need to know what "Saint" is, and most of them are unknown faces.

I looked at Haman on the wall.

He lowers his head lightly.

What about you...?

I don't see Rufel.

Even if I had asked Haman to take care of Rufel, he wouldn't be able to manage it in such an urgent situation.

We didn't even have a separate "watch out."

Like he left me alone, Rupel must have left me alone.

The Wyvern has landed near the outer wall.

Elise and Hans come down.

“Are you hurt? ”

Elise asks Haman, and Haman takes Elise and Hans to where the wounded are.

Lord Jennard approaches me.

He places his hand on his chest, bowing his head and greeting lightly.

“Long time no see, my prince. ”

It was a brief greeting, perhaps due to an emergency.

Then, Charlotte approached me.

Charlotte gives Lord Jennard a vigilant glance and takes action to escort me.

She suspects Lord Jennard, too.

“It's been a while."

I spoke softly to Jennard and put on a helmet.

Muskets over your shoulders.

“But I don't think it's a good time to say goodbye. ”

Another walks slowly, trampling the undead through the outer gate.

There are over 4,000 in sight.

We'll have to go to war as soon as the outer doors are breached.

Lord Jennard nods and shouts at the prisoners.

“What are you doing? Block the door!”

At the sound of Lord Jennard, the prisoners wake up and move swiftly.

The user holds up its shield and closes the outer door.

You swing your sword and spear through the shields to stop the dead, and you hit the barricade at a crude but swift pace behind you.

“The saint is here. ”

“There's nothing to fear anymore! ”

“Put your hands together. I can't show you ugly! ”

Prisoners shout.

Fraudulent.

Unlike those who used to hate and fear the undead.

The Pokémon gains skill through combat.

I felt weak, but I also felt sexual strength.

They are sunchicks who have just become priests.

I've heard reports, but I don't think many of them can really use their powers.

I felt like I could control them.

“I heard you can handle the Undead. ”

I turned my gaze away from the outside door and looked at Lord Jennard.

Lord Jennard looks up at the Von Wyvern on the outer wall.

“Haven't you seen it? ”

“I took a peek, but I wasn't sure. ”

A frightened middle-aged man smiles with blood on his face when the undead appears.

“Earl Jennard. ”

“It's an honor to remember my name. Your Highness.”

I stared at Lord Jennard.

“I heard there are aphrodisiacs. ”

“I'll ask you later about why I didn't report it to the Pentagon. ”

Lord Jennard bows his head in cold sweat.

“Of course.”

When I heard the answer, I turned my back to deal with the dead. Then came the voice of Lord Jennard.

“It's all for the Crown Prince. ”

I turn my head, but Lord Jennard has already left.

As I was thinking about his meaningful remarks, I heard a familiar voice behind me.

“Your Highness.”

Charlotte stands at the back.

I smiled bitterly at her in white heavy armor.

“I sent you on vacation to rest, and you're making it so hard. How'd it go with the grill? ”

At that, Charlotte looks confused.

She points her finger at the outer door.

“Who am I? ”

There, the middle-aged man shouts.

Then the prisoners shouted Lee Dong-sung.

“Grill! Grill! Grill!”

“Yes, I am the Lord of the Marquis! Paladin with daughter of...! ”

A man standing in front of zombies with a huge axe in his hand, pounding with his shield.

“Grill Herrise! ”

The prisoners who were shielding the zombies retreat.

The walkers rush in at once, and the grill inhales.

You hear the sound of the leather ripping from the handle of the axe as if it had been empowered.

And...

“Ahhhh!”

You swing the axe with a whistling sound.

A large ax blade rips the zombie limbs apart.

As if assisting the grill from behind, the windshields fly in and push the zombies away.

“... That's the Grill? ”

It's like seeing a Viking.

Charlotte also has a dismal forehead.

“Well, yes. ”

If she stutters, it seems quite embarrassing.

I thought about the grill.

It turned out to be quite a force for him.

I baptized him and made him drink the holy water.

There should also be a copy of the martial arts textbook given to Charlotte in his house.

It really is like raising an apprentice paladin.

“But I never gave him a paladin position. ”

I looked at Charlotte.

“It's just what the grill says. ”

Did he really want to be a paladin?

You don't like zombies.

The man who used to brag in the village now has the skills of a real paladin.

I smiled bitterly.

This is enough for me.

“Stand back, everyone. ”

I approached the outer gate.

The prisoners stop screaming in surprise.

“By the Holy Father's command! ”

“Back off, everyone! ”

How can you not say "saint"?

I stood outside the door with a grumpy look on my face.

You summoned the Holy Undead.

The undead have breached the ground and followed me.

The Great Sword was summoned and Qasim possessed in order to minimize sexual activity.

The prisoners take a step back, surprised to see the dead crawling out of the ground.

However, he notices that it contains sexual strength, and calms his alertness with a frightening look.

“The Holy Undead? ”

“The Holy King's army, which was rumored to thrive in the royal provinces! ”

The sacred undead stand in front of the outer gate.

I grabbed the Great Sword and pulled it.

Inside the helmet, I looked forward.

4,000 undead.

Their souls will all be saved here.

I pulled out the Great Sword.

At the same time, the Holy Undead lower their stance.

I took a breath.

The wonder of the wind.

The Great Sword condenses the wind.

That's it.

"Phew..."

I spit.

The blade of the wind wiped out the dead who had spilled the outside door.

It left no form.

Not a single piece of bone and flesh left.

They all turn to ash and disappear completely.

I took a step forward. At the same time, the Holy Undead rush out.

A swarm of white spirits drives out the darkness.

A simple zombie hunt.

Slow, lesser undead has never been a match for the Holy Undead.

The prisoners on the outer wall came out and looked down at the Holy Undead.

“... that's real power. ”

I turned my gaze to the prisoners.

They are looking at their hands.

I felt weak and concealed my happy expression.

Rather, it hardened.

They must have realized their cars.

That's great.

It would be good to put pressure on the judge who doesn't know what Lord Jennard will do.

In order to control it, overwhelming force is necessary in this world.

I summoned the Skeleton Horse with the Great Sword.

Stiff pieces emerge from the floor and assemble themselves.

You charge on a Skeleton Horse with the cavalry and swing the Great Sword.

Lesser zombies in the north have never been more exhausted. Even compared to the enemies we've dealt with so far, I'm sorry.

“But I'm not going to let that happen. ”

It is the duty of the Holy Father to purify evil spirits.

The Skeleton Horse accelerates faster.

* *

The morning sun rises.

I stretched out my Great Sword on a Skeleton Horse.

The last zombie to crawl the floor. The Skeleton Horse I was riding chopped off my hoof and destroyed him.

The invasion of the Undead is over.

Today, or tomorrow, or the day after.

He may come back again.

The waves of death cannot be careless.

It may also give birth to and send a monster called the Earl.

I turned my eyes away.

Charlotte approaches me and bows her head.

“I hear you've had a long journey. Relaxing in the mansion.... ”

“I'd like to confront Lord Jennard. ”

Charlotte looks up at me.

She tilts her head and asks.

“With Lord Jennard? ”

I nodded.

Judging by the Vampire Invasion, there is now a suspicion that the Holy See is inside.

As me, I had to resolve that doubt.

To have the Earl.

As well as the ability to command the northern forces, Lord Jennard was at risk.

“Make room for me. ”

Charlotte nods.

Haman was responsible for disposing of the dead.

Elise and Hans took care of the wounded, too.

I walked down the hall of the mansion with Charlotte's guidance.

Then I entered the Lord's executive chamber.

Lord Jennard greets me as if he had waited.

As I try to open my mouth first, Lord Jennard kneels.

You bow your head and prepare to face the Emperor.

“I meet Prince Genald Rifan, party master of Earl Rifan, general commander of northern Ronia. ”

This is what a loyal servant looks like.

That's why I became even more suspicious.

The cowardly lord had false hope for authority and power.

I sat on the couch in the Oval Office without seeking the erl's permission.

“I'll sit down. Jennard.”

I purposely only mentioned the name.

Just that, Gerald looks gloomy and sits across the street.

Charlotte stood behind me as usual.

I can see your hand on the hilt of the sword, just in case.

“Gerald, I am a non-talker. ”

Defender of Lonia.

Soldiers and prisoners, over 800 sexual Awakenings in total.

“They all seem to have awakened about a year or two ago. But why didn't you report this to the Holy Father? ”

Lord Jennard looks at me.

He remains silent for a while.

As I frown, Lord Jennard smiles bitterly.

He scratches his head.

“There was no other reason. We were just...”

He lowers his head and mutters to himself.

“I was only trying to help the prince. ”

“What?"

Lord Jennard looks up and looks up.

“The Prince.”

His mouth curls up.

“A new owner of the Holy See. ”

It's like I'm possessed by something.

“To make you the Holy Father. ”

I let out a frenzied look in my eyes.