Chapter 13: 13

The villagers all held their breaths the moment they heard ‘Necromancer’ come out of my mouth . After exchanging glances with one another, they then gripped the farming tools in their hands even tighter .

The light in their eyes turned hostile .

Well, they finally figured out where the bastard that destroyed their lives and their homes was hiding, so without a doubt, their anger should be boiling like crazy right about now .

“What should we do about Charlotte?”

Gril looked at the girl . However, the latter simply shook her head .

Her tightly-shut lips parted just a little, “I… go with you . ”

“It’ll get very dangerous . That’s why you should…”

“I’m coming with you . ”

“Charlotte, you’re putting us in a spot here . Don’t be stubborn, and…”

She stared at Gril with a completely emotionless face . Her crimson eyes didn’t flicker even once .

“I’m coming with you . ”

The air seemed to get so much heavier just then .

This was the kind of pressure that no young girl should be able to emit, but despite that it came bearing down on us regardless . The man feeling the most of her sunken and emotionless gaze was Gril; he hastily swallowed back his saliva .

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A short while later, the villagers including Gril all turned their heads away and avoided meeting her eyes .

“…Got it . ”

When confronted by a venomous snake vying for blood, the hapless puppies–the villagers–got petrified beyond salvation .

She then asked me nonchalantly as if she had finally gotten her permission from the adults . “I’ll support you, but will that be alright?”

I didn’t say anything as I quietly studied her for a while . Even though our gazes were interlocked, she didn’t try to avoid me . Well, she used a kitchen knife to fight off zombies, so this much was kinda understandable .

If we were to run into more undead later, then this girl should prove to be far more reliable than these healthy menfolk from the village . Besides, she was the only one who could support me properly anyways due to our similar height .

Gril could carry me, but one wrong reaction from him and I might get inadvertently killed, so that’s a definite no-no .

I deliberated on my choices, but in the meantime, the girl took my silence as a tacit agreement . She spoke up . “Let’s get going then . ”

She supported me and began walking forward . Naturally, the villagers started following us too .

As I expected, we didn’t run into any zombies . That zombified bear must’ve been the Necromancer bastard’s final line of defense . What a relief that was–if a monster even scarier than the bear popped up, then we would’ve been totally annihilated, that’s for sure .

Eventually, we managed to reach the deepest part of the cave .

“Looks like we’re here . ”

Indeed it had to be, since we could see a wooden door at the end of this dank cave .

The Farmer Gril and the Hunter Hans stood before the door and exchanged glances with each other, and then cautiously opened the door .

The villagers tensed up as they gripped their farming tools tighter .

It was quite dark inside, so the men raised their torches and cast some light in the interior of the chamber . We were then greeted by an incredibly foul stench coming from rotting corpses strewn about everywhere . Also, scrolls and grimoires written in unknown Runic characters were messily discarded on the ground too .

“I guess magician types aren’t really fond of tidying up huh,” I commented upon seeing the mess .

Well, we were talking about a Necromancer here . Even among the magician types, Necromancers were probably known as hardcore invalids who shut themselves up in a dark, dank corner of a room somewhere .

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It was then, Gril suddenly cried out, “Ah! Oh my goddess!”

The villagers hurriedly ran towards the corner of the chamber . On a certain rocky wall of the cave, we found a naked woman strung up by her arms and legs so that she’d be left dangling in the air .

Her body was riddled with wounds as if she had been tortured .

“Who… is there…?”

With some difficulty, the woman opened her eyes and asked us . It seemed that her vision hadn’t gotten used to the lighting provided by the torches yet . She failed to discern that these were her fellow villagers .

Her question elicited loud answers from Gril and the other men .

“It’s me, Gril! Morian! I came to rescue you!”

“What are you on about?! This is Hans! In order to rescue you, I risked my life to…!”

I became dumbfounded at the spectacle that was happening before me .

I knew that they were somewhat excited right now, but shouldn’t they act a bit more rationally than this?

“Hey, you lot . Before you start yapping on about stuff like that, why don’t you untie her first? Looks like she’s been tortured pretty good . ”

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“Ahh! T-that’s right, the Imperial Prince-nim is here to rescue you too!”

The villagers quickly untied the rope and supported the woman away from the wall .

“Imperial… Prince-nim did?”

She looked in my direction with a surprised expression .

She was a looker for sure . Pale, blemish-free skin, clearly defined facial features, plus black hair and eyes which were rare in the Continent .

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She was certainly alluring, alright .

There wasn’t even any need to mention her figure too; abundant breasts, hand-spun waist, and rather supple buttocks . It was like looking at a fine sculpture, really .

Any hot-blooded male would dearly love to, uh, share their love with her at least once in their lifetime . She was that kind of a woman .

However…

I began to massage my temples . “You dumbass grandson…”

I simply had to insult the original owner of this body .

Sure, the boy’s eyes had opened up to the joys of carnal activities to the point of even becoming blinded by a gorgeous beauty, but seriously? This woman had to be in her early thirties, man… To think that he tried to hang himself just because he got rejected by a woman twice his age . What the bloody hell?

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I couldn’t help but helplessly sigh as I thought of this .

It was then something tugged at my mind, so I shifted my gaze back to the woman once more to use [Mind’s Eye] on her .

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[Name: Morgana

Age: 63

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Specialty: Honey trap, Necromancy, dissection, hexing, assassination .

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+ Currently in an extremely tense and agitated state . ]

63 years old?! Necromancy? Dissection??? Hexing and freaking assassination????

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“The Imperial Prince-nim came for me…?” The woman formed another surprised expression on her face . She sneakily brushed aside the villagers helping her and approached me . “Is it true? You really came for me…?”

She began blushing a little . Then, with an enraptured expression that belonged to a maiden experiencing her first love, she embraced me .

Her smile was so alluring that the heart of any man who saw her would totally go wildly out of control .

“Ah, ahh! Your highness, thank you!”

I wordlessly pushed away the silver-haired girl supporting me and grasped my shovel . With every ounce of energy I could muster, I smacked the woman on the head .

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(TL: In 3rd person POV)

Understandably, the villagers freaked out and their expressions stiffened in an instant . Even the usually-taciturn silver-haired girl had to open her eyes wide .

The woman staggered from the shovel shot to the head before collapsing on the floor .

Her trembling hands rose up to touch her wounded head . Maybe she still hadn’t comprehended this situation properly yet, because she kept staring dazedly at the ‘Imperial Prince’ .

“Argh, I should’ve hit her with the shovel’s blade instead . ”

The Prince’s mutter caused Morian’s expression to instantly pale . She reached out to the other villagers and flailed about . “H-help me!! T-the Prince has lost his mind! Please…!!”

The Imperial Prince strode over to her . “I was thinking that something stank really hard here . If only I knew earlier, I’d have searched each and every villager thoroughly . ” The Imperial Prince cracked his neck and shoulder muscles . And while gripping the shovel, he glared at the woman and snickered, “So what should I do with you? Beat the living sh*t out of you and then tie you up? Orrr, just bury you six feet under so that you won’t have a chance to get smart again with me?”

The woman screamed out loudly again .

It was at this point that the villagers finally regained their wits and stepped forward to protect the woman . They confronted the Prince and spoke up .

“I-Imperial Prince-nim! What are you doing this?! Why…?!”

“How could you wield your shovel against a frail young lady?!”

As soon as the villagers stood up for her, Morian quickly hid behind them as her body shivered like a frightened kitten .

Meanwhile, the Prince formed a dumbfounded expression as his eyes scanned the villagers . “Get out of my way . I’m gonna finish this . Or else, you fools are going to get hurt . ”

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The village men quickly shook their heads . To them, the Prince right now had lost his mind .

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The boy’s sharp glare, rude and harsh tone of voice–all those belonged to a neighborhood thug, not a prince . He was renowned for his mangnani personality, sure . But lately, though, people began thinking that he had somewhat improved, but as it turned out, nothing had actually changed .

A mangnani would always be a mangnani, indeed .

But then, the Imperial Prince said something completely unexpected to them . “Did you just say she’s a frail young lady? This b*tch is 63 years old . She’s old enough to be your mother, and then some . ”

Morian’s expression froze up in an instant . Her body began shuddering as well .