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The banquet started in a colorful hall.

Important people entered the banquet hall because it was the day before the succession.

Luxurious music and fine dining.

I had no time to enjoy them.

As soon as I entered the banquet hall, people gathered.

“Greetings, my prince. An Earl Pudding ruling the right territory. ”

“Hello, Your Highness. Do you remember me from before? I'm Celia."

The Lord of Lords, or Master, or Infinity, came to me.

I grabbed their drink, smiling awkwardly.

With a heavy groan, Charlotte's escort stands in their way.

“The prince wishes to rest. So..."

“Oh! You're not the erl Charlotte? ”

Charlotte turns her head in disdain.

A chubby nobleman bows his head with his hands on his chest.

Other noble disciples and spiritual children gathered to Charlotte.

“Wait a minute…. ”

Charlotte was soon pushed out by the nobles.

It is not anyone else but the Heraides.

I don't know what kind of traits that family has, but they seem to be quite trustworthy to nobles.

Thanks to you, I'm comfortable.

Charlotte wanders away among the nobles.

“... if there's anything suspicious. ”

Hans approaches me as I settle down.

Dressed up nicely, he whispers behind his back.

I examined the nobles with Siman.

“Nothing. They're all human. Of course, if you have a human spy, I don't know. ”

Hans is worried about sealing the Great Depression using the heart of Mist Calf.

That was a warp.

Opening an elliptical dimension and sending life requires a corresponding skill.

Impossible as long as Earl Timont is not alive, but what if he is?

- Three days. You only have three days to live as successor.

It's time for the magic of the Mist Calf to wear off.

In other words, they were given three days to do evil deeds.

“Of course, if the Vampires had an idea, they wouldn't come forward. ”

“I agree.”

Less than 1% of Hans' threats.

Now Hans and I are prepared for that little chance.

I looked at Hans.

Your eyes are bloodshot, and shadows fall beneath your eyes.

I can't believe it.

“Are you okay? ”

“I've been up all night. ”

“Poor thing. I don't know if he's really coming. ”

“The Crown Prince is prepared for that, too. ”

“Yes, thanks to you, I'm still the Holy Father. ”

“Just do it. Some people are dying to get ahead. ”

Hans jerks at you.

The nobles around him frown.

They must have been investigating Hans.

I was despised and mistreated because I was a ‘commoner.’

What a pity.

I can't believe you're ignoring the same old talent.

“Besides, tomorrow will be the easiest time for vampires to move.

Even Vampires don't have the guts to hide in the Imperial Court.

Then the only chance they have is a moment.

The Holy Father's succession.

The pilgrimage from the Imperial Palace to the statue of Gaia in the square.

They'll come for it.

“By the way, if nothing happens by tomorrow, does that mean peace? ”

“That's right.”

Hans nods. Then he looked at me and said,

“But make it as glamorous as I said before. What was it? A powerless protest during the Kaolium cult. Like that.”

“Easy for you to say. ”

“This is a precaution. Cheer up."

“I don't want to suffer from muscle pain to prevent it. ”

I drank wine.

Hans looks at me, silent for a moment, then opens his mouth again.

“Are you unsure? ”

“What?"

When I look at Hans, he clears his throat in a panic.

“Even if I'm a genius, like I said, there's not even a 1% chance they'll attack. By the way..."

“It's 1%, so get ready. It can't be, but if Earl Timont is still alive, it's also my fault. We'll have to clean up the mess."

“Isn't that a little awkward? Can I just take the advice of the common man? ”

Every time I think about it, he seems to forget I'm the Crown Prince.

It wouldn't be strange to cut your throat if you were a different nobleman.

I looked at Hans and pulled the parchment out of the item window.

"You are about to enter Ellis Astoria, the guardian family of the great Holy See! ”

Grand Chamberlain's Cry.

Elise walks in with the banquet hall door open.

The banquet hall is quiet.

You notice that the nobles are bewildered.

Among them, the faithful even looked at Elise and prayed.

“... a saint. ”

“You're Cardinal Raphael's granddaughter, right? ”

“I heard you've been hiding the fact that you're a saint. ”

“After the succession, they say the Holy Father himself confirms that she is a saint. ”

The sound of the banquet hall music was loud enough to be buried in a whisper.

It's never a good reaction.

Elise hesitates.

“I'm afraid not.”

She has been hiding the fact that she is a saint.

In order not to be hunted by vampires, to secretly nurture strength in a safe place.

I revealed it at my own pace in northern Lonia.

The desire to protect the prisoners was too great, with minimal sacrifice.

I called Hans, looking at the parchment in my hand.

"Hans."

"Yes?"

The parchment was placed into his chest.

Hans picked up some parchment.

“I thought you said it was civilian advice. You don't have to say that anymore. ”

Content on parchment.

Hans' eyes widen to confirm it.

“Gerami?”

It is about giving a castle and offering a mansion in the royal family as a noble family.

“It's a noble document. With my authority, I can only discharge myself. ”

All of a sudden, it's for the common man.

There will be repulsions from the nobles, but you can ignore them.

In front of the wretch, who can say anything to me now that the Holy King is on the verge?

He looked at Hans and said,

“I'll put you on top of that later. You've done enough already. ”

"..."

“Then enjoy the banquet. ”

I left.

I could feel his gaze from behind, but I ignored it.

I stand before Elise.

Elise looks at me in horror, and I reach out my hand to her and say,

“Do you dance?"

The whispers of the nobles have stopped.

The music in the banquet hall changed.

According to the sound of the music, the nobles danced in pairs, and Elise's gaze spread.

Elise says with an awkward expression.

“I don't have enough to satisfy the Prince... ”

“Neither can I. So will you teach me? Like you taught me magic. ”

She smiles lightly.

It seems there was no previous objection.

I held hands and enjoyed the banquet of the day while dancing.

Tomorrow is the succession of the Holy King.

Perhaps, it will be a very tiring day.

* *

Darkness passes.

As the sun rises, the king of the Holy See dawns in Lorenzis.

There were a lot of people on the wide streets.

Travelers, nobles, and more all over the continent.

Numerous people have come to see the succession of the Great Holy Father.

Lawrence's Abandoned Lungs.

The ancestors who lived there wore human scarves.

It was very difficult to infiltrate the Royal Road.

The inspection was thorough because of the Holy Father's succession.

The priests encamped in front of the outer gate, and those who passed through the outer gate performed a senseless examination that put holy power into their heads.

The creature will suffer pain, and there is a risk of being beheaded there.

I barely snuck in to suffer as a protestor.

Now I'm planning something really ridiculous.

“... You mean the Holy Father? ”

The ancestors' faces became pale.

Earlier beings are long gone.

There are only eight, including the baron, the bird, and the Marquis of Kirum.

One of them is vanishing.

The protesters turned their gaze and looked at its existence.

The man with the red jewels.

“... are you really Earl Timont? ”

My whole body melted.

It has the ability to regenerate the Vampire, but its hands, feet, and whole body are almost bone.

It's like an old zombie with no form.

Although I am the noble Earl, I can't hide my ugly face, so I am even humiliated by sneaking into my luggage and jars.

He wraps a bandage around his body and barely supports the melting body.

You hear the cracking of a part of your waist bent like a hunchback.

He was dying.

“Then who do I look like? ”

Earl Timont looks at the nobles and says,

Eyes are droopy. However, I did not lose my mind.

I tried to control my emotions to release my anger and hatred.

“And not against the Holy King, but against the Holy King. ”

Earl Timont grumbled and sat down.

I panted and vomited blood.

Blood with magical power burns and vanishes.

His great-grandchildren pale.

“Sealing the Holy Father! Do you think that makes sense? ”

“I'm out! ”

What they want to do.

As soon as you become the Holy Father, seal up the Seven Kingdoms of Alan Olfalls.

- Hide like a rat and take pride in your life. Be a hero and seal the Holy Father! Then the Vampire King will remember you!

He had come to be seduced by the words of Earl Timont.

But when I think about it, it was crazy.

Seal the Holy Father, leader of the monsters, among the hostiles.

Is that even possible?

The Duke of Kirum sits in an old chair, chiseled, and stares at Earl Timont.

“Is it really possible? Seal of the Holy King.”

“It's possible. It's possible! Magic is escaping, but it can open purgatory. Also, if you use my alchemy, you can send me a Holy Father! ”

The Marquis of Kirum's eyes narrow.

“Isn't vengeance blinding you? ”

“Right, I won't deny you that. Marquis, but I'm an alchemist. It depends on reason, not emotion. ”

Earl Timon stares at Earl Kirum.

“The Seal of the Holy King, it is not impossible. ”

“I'm sure you've seen it. The power of the Holy King.... The terrible power and the cruel disposition! ”

The Marquis of Kirum did not deny.

He was strong and cruel.

“You can't leave him alone, can you? Please, lend me your strength. I can't live anymore. Before that, give me a chance to avenge my faith on the man who denied me my 1500 years of life. ”

Earl Timont kneels. I hit my head on the floor.

I cried out in tears.

“Please, please. Your Excellency!”

Except for the Vampire King, he was the Earl of Timont who had no respect for anyone.

He's begging for his pride.

The Marquis of Kirum sweats coldly.

Decision must be made.

Will you continue to be oppressed and wait 150 years, or will you be the hero who seals the Holy Father and greets the new world of the Vampire Corps?

“... Your Grace, it's time. ”

“They'll start the pilgrimage. ”

The only chance we have is during the pilgrimage.

Troublemakers are arrogant about their vigorous security and their strong power.

You'd be so careless with all those gaps.

That distraction is the only chance to seal the Holy Father.

Earl Kirum takes a deep breath.

It was decided.

“... let's go. ”

The ancestors were stiffened.

I get scared.

Earl Kirum stares at them and says,

“I told you I was going. ”

In the words of the Covenant, the ancestors' bodies were forced to move.

“Wait, Marquis Kirum. ”

The Marquis of Kirum looks back before he leaves.

“Don't you move. ”

Earl Kirum looks at Earl Timont.

“And…. Do me a favor. ”

* *

The Vampires have dug deep into the crowd.

They will stand a chance.

The attention will be drawn, and as soon as the Seven are careless, Earl Timont plans to seal him with the heart of the Mist Calf.

‘They're being careless. ’

Look at the street.

There are only minimal paladins.

Above all, the emperor killed many of his great-grandfathers and overestimated his ability to take the throne.

‘Strike when you are careless. ’

‘If we don't use artifacts in the reports, he's just a strong man. ’

I was nervous.

I shook the crowd in terror and reached the front.

The paladins controlled the passageway to the square with the statue of Gaia.

The crowd is gathering from left to right.

The bell rings.

Flowers scattered petals in baskets everywhere.

The Marquis of Kirum in clown makeup and the Earl of Timont in robes dug in the crowd.

There are many opportunities.

7As the pope appears, the cheers will spread, and as the sound is blocked, they will become more mobile.

The breaths of the Vampires are short-lived.

Captures the mind to lift its magical power at any time.

‘All you have to do is come closer. ’

‘Opportunity, opportunity! ’

‘We just need to draw attention. Then everything will be resolved.... ’

Cheering 'chit-.’, disconnected.

The vampires are flawed and silent.

Everyone is silent and silent.

What is it?

The petals from the sky disappear, and snow falls.

You hear a faint sound from a distance.

It's annoying.

The people in front of the palace slowly raise their heads.

Kung-... kung -... kung -!

The Marquis of Kirum is stunned.

He raised his head high like a human.

A young child in the crowd opened his eyes and said a word.

“Mommy, it's a dragon! ”

At the same time, Earl Kirum said,

“Vampire City. Oh, my God! ”

Kung-!

The groomed path was broken.

Thick nails scratch the floor and move forward.

A huge heart beats.

As a result, my sexual strength spread out around me.

Legendary creature with long spine and tail, majestic horns, teeth, and bony wings.

Bone Dragon.

His presence is leading the pilgrimage.

The throne is placed on top of it.

The man sitting there.

Behind them, the dead march in ranks, all ritualized.

The user flies a flag in a spear. Those with Muskets flash their eyes.

The dead carry the kiln.

Elise sings the choir from above.

The Von Wyvern flew through the sky and went into low air.

The people who forgot to speak cheered.

7 Reached out for the Crown Prince.

The sound of the people made me deaf to the vampires.

Earl Kirum and Earl Timont are out of their minds.

Hans speaks out in a march, using magic tools.

- Behold, behold! Vampires!

They know.

- This is our noble and great power.

They're going to raid.

- Look, fear, hide, fear!

The Marquis of Kirum grips his teeth.

Failure. We must flee.

A guard or a seal? He didn't let his guard down.

You won't even be able to seal it.

He will, too, because he is.

- The Lion of God to judge a false life! He's the one.

Seven on the throne, Alan Olfolds raises his head.

- Holy...!

The Duke of Kirum looks at Allen and says, trembling in fear.

"... Allen Olfalls. ”

The one who became the Holy Father took out the jewel in front of the Vampire.