Solo Eating to Overpowered Chapter 11

Episode 11. The prince hunts witches.

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Boom!

Morrían’s head hit the hard rock. Teeth fall out and nose bones are broken.

The girl swung the kitchen knife towards Morrian’s neck.

The skin cracked with a cool sensation.

A little blood came out between the neck and the border of the knife.

As a Morarian who studied anatomy, I knew that if I resisted even a little, my artery would be cut.

I was so scared that I couldn’t even tremble and was oppressed.

The prince looked at the girl with a surprised expression and then approached Morian.

“Wow, I’m so surprised.”

The prince looked down at Morrian.

Morian looked at the girl and the prince alternately with shaking eyes.

Both have cold eyes.

Morrian looked away.

I could see villagers around me.

When he found out that he was a necromancer, his eyes became cold with murderous intent.

It must be hatred for turning the village into a wasteland.

The villagers were more scary than the girl and the prince.

Morian gritted his teeth. I got caught. If things continue like this, you will die!

“Please save me.”

The villagers won’t spare him. Because he was the one who killed our precious people.

In order to survive in this situation, he had no choice but to ask the prince.

“Save me what? What kind of guy tried to kill me… Even if you are tortured and burned at the stake, you will not feel comfortable in this situation.”

The prince lightly gestured.

As if she understood that, the girl pressed Morlian’s head even more, as if protecting the prince.

I feel like my skull will crack from the pressure.

oh my god. What is this girl? What a monster-like power…!

Morian couldn’t move.

The other person has no intention of looking after you.

I’m sure I’ll report it to the Holy Emperor. It is said that there is someone who dares to assassinate the grandson of the Holy Emperor.

When that thought occurred to Morian, he became impatient.

“Free me.”

“What am I for? “I went through a lot of hard work, but I can’t do that.”

“Free me and I will teach you. Who is the person who ordered you to be killed? “Aren’t you curious?”

“Kill me?”

The prince looked surprised.

In fact, the position of successor to Seonghwang is a prince who passed away. It can be seen that it has already been abandoned.

It must be surprising that such a person became the target of assassination.

Morian had hope as he saw the change in the prince’s expression.

If you do well, you will be able to seduce this immature prince and set him free.

After all, he had already fallen into his own temptation once.

“That’s right. “I tempt you to disguise it as suicide…”

“Wasn’t that suicide?”

The prince has a dumbfounded expression. But it seemed like he was just embarrassed and had no intention of letting her go.

Can not be done. I can’t convince him with this. Something a little more provocative…!

“You liked me. I’ll be your slave. “You can do whatever you want with my body if you want…”

He is an adolescent boy. They will respond to the temptation of a healthy and slender beauty.

“I don’t want to share skin with a 60-year-old grandmother.”

Morian bit his lower lip. Actually, I am old now. I guess I can’t tempt you with this look.

Yes, that’s right…!

“I won’t tell you anything. “I won’t even tell you about the ‘magic’ you used!”

He summoned a zombie.

I don’t know what happened, but if it is known that Seonghwang’s grandson used necromancy to summon zombies, not only the prince but also Seonghwang will be in trouble!

If you use this to persuade him…

“Oh, that’s right. “Did you ‘see’ this bitch?”

The prince’s eyes became cold.

Something is wrong. I had to take back what I just said right now.

As Morrían was hurriedly trying to open her mouth, a shovel entered her mouth.

Morian looked at the prince with shaking eyes.

“You’d better respond to the question right now. “If you understand, blink.”

Morian blinked.

“Is that what you did when you hung yourself from the tree half a year ago?”

I blinked.

She seduced the prince and lured him into the forest. To the village people, he deliberately avoided the prince, but secretly gave him a seductive look.

The prince followed him.

When the prince came alone into the forest, Morian used zombies to subdue him and hung him as if he had committed suicide.

I even checked that his heart wasn’t beating just in case anything happened.

The prince left the scene, thinking he was definitely dead, but somehow he came back to life.

The Holy Knights guarded the monastery for a month to protect the prince, thinking he had attempted suicide.

Fortunately, because he had lost his memory, Morrigan was not even suspected.

The paladins disappeared again and I waited two more months to avoid suspicion.

And the result is the same as now.

The prince sighed in relief for some reason.

“Oh, I see. “Good!”

For some reason, the voice is bright.

The prince looked at the villagers as if to say, ‘Did you hear?’ And then I asked Morian again.

“Next question. The person who tried to kill me. Do you know exactly who it is?”

Morian remained still with his eyes open.

I don’t know exactly. However, he could talk about the organization he belonged to.

As if reading her thoughts, the prince gently lifted the shovel.

“Then what did you mean by telling me?”

When his mouth was free, Morrían spoke.

“The organization I belong to.”

“what is that.”

“The Black Order. There, he ordered the killing of the seventh grandson of the Holy Emperor.”

This is such a refreshing answer. Rather, I doubt it.

“Your mouth is too light. “I actually can’t believe it.”

“It is better to speak lightly than to be captured and tortured by the Holy Emperor.”

The ‘heresy inquisitor’ of the Holy Emperor’s Kingdom was nothing short of a devil.

These are people who operate with support from an ‘empire’ rather than a small organization.

They know more precisely and in detail about the human body than the necromancers who deal with death.

I know how to inflict maximum pain without dying and how to inflict maximum stress without mentally collapsing.

It is a heinous torture technique that is said to cause about 99 out of 100 people to confess.

They will torture you until they get the information they want, and once they have everything, they will thoroughly experiment on you until you die.

Demons who are even more vicious than necromancers.

As priests who believe in God, they are contradictory beings.

“Are you just asking me to save my life with that?”

“Free me. Please, please. Once it is safe, I will give you information about the Black Church. “I will also report who tried to kill you.”

“Who would believe that?”

It’s definitely a lie.

The prince thought so.

“You can make a soul contract if you want. “It would be troublesome if others found out about the magic you used!”

soul contract.

It is a contract where necromancers offer their souls in exchange.

It was a contract that promised a certain lifespan and if the promise was broken, even the soul would be torn to pieces.

Morian, who had become a wrinkly old woman, pleaded.

The prince nodded as if he sympathized with Morian while looking at him like that.

“I’m sure if it becomes known, I’ll be in trouble too.”

“Isn’t that right? “The paladins who noticed something strange will soon come here.”

If nothing else, it would be better to commit suicide than to be caught by them.

“Free me before they come. “If you are taken to the Inquisitors, they will find out about the magic you used…”

“That’s why I think it would be dangerous to leave you alive. sorry. “Just die.”

Morian’s expression hardened.

The prince smiled. The corners of the mouth rise.

It was not the smile of a pious priest worshiping God. It was an extremely cowardly and dirty devil-like smile.

From the beginning, the guy had no intention of saving himself.

“You son of a bitch! “You also use necromancy…!”

Before Morrían could speak, the shovel hit her again.

Blood spurts from the head. It didn’t die. The prince looked down at Morian, who was unconscious, and said.

“Your judgment will be the villagers, not me.”

The prince left.

The girl also released her pressure on Morrian.

Villagers came around Morian.

Morrían’s face turned blue as he looked at them.

“Save me!”

She was dragged away with a gag placed in her mouth.

She arrived at the monastery and the villagers learned about her evil deeds.

The enraged villagers beat her with stones. They forcibly dragged her in tatters and left her hanging alive deep in the mountains.

A hungry animal passing by tore her body to pieces and ate it.

Three days later she became a zombie.

I was struggling with my neck hanging.

“Honestly, I wanted to kill it with my own hands…”

The prince looked at Morrian and grinned.

“I don’t feel like killing.”

Morrían struggled and cried out to the prince, who muttered, ‘I can’t get my hands dirty.’

She would have been there for tens or hundreds of years without a priest’s purification ritual.

This is the end of the necromancer who used necromancy.

“It’s a shame. “I wanted to know what a place called the Black Church was.”

As a necromancer, it would have been nice to be able to communicate with spirits, but unfortunately, there was no such detailed skill.

No matter what, in the end, he is the prince.

As he was exiled, his influence as the successor to Seonghwang decreased.

However, they may have moved to exclude it because they thought it was dangerous.

Then there are some who can think.

For example···.

“Something like brothers.”

Brothers of the Holy Emperor family who can ascend to the position of Holy Emperor. Maybe that’s what they’re after.

“It’s bloody. “I can’t believe it happened that I personally experienced a family fight for power…”

The prince clicked his tongue and shook his head.

The zombie corpses in the cave were moved to the monastery cemetery. The funeral took place.

The villagers sobbed and mourned once again.

The prince held their funerals with great care.

With this, the plague gradually disappeared from the village near the monastery.

Also, fall has ended and winter has arrived.

The ‘dead’ in the land of the dead became powerful by gathering magical power, and their bodies did not rot, but were actually strengthened.

It was the time when the ‘wave of death’ was approaching, when the dead would awaken their instincts.

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Charlotte felt curious about the person called the prince.

When defeating hordes of zombies and during the funeral, she watched the prince from afar until the end.

She heard a story about the prince.

It is said that while she was unconscious, the prince moved the bodies of her parents and gave them a careful funeral.

She looked at the prince who was performing the funeral non-stop all night.

When everyone was exhausted, he moved without stopping.

We prayed sincerely so that the dead could find peace.

As I looked at him, I felt a sense of frustration in my heart.

He is the benefactor who saved him. He was also the savior who held the funerals for his mother and father.

“What kind of person is the prince?”

In response to Charlotte’s question, the sisters and the ladies spoke.

You damn trash, you can’t get along with trash. An idiot who committed suicide while seducing a woman.

All kinds of criticisms were heard quietly.

Charlotte frowned.

It was a different story from what he wanted to know.

Charlotte glared at the older ladies.

“Well, it felt different three months ago.”

“When my father passed away, they held a funeral with great care.”

“Yes, you saved us this time.”

They were thankful to the prince. And it seemed like he was relying on it.

Charlotte recalled the time when she supported the prince in the cave.

“He was small and young.”

He was small and light.

He had a youthful face with a body that was less mature than mine.

With such a small body, he faced a large bear. Even though his small body was injured and a mess, he tried his best to save the kidnapped woman.

‘He is a truly caring person.’

The prince wanted to save a woman named Morian, without knowing that she was a necromancer.

‘She was a trash woman.’

And the woman who deceived the prince, on the contrary, aimed for his life.

The prince was so worried that he went to save the woman who kicked him, but the woman named Morian betrayed him and hurt his heart.

A woman named Morian attacked the prince with a piece of glass in an attempt to kill him.

Charlotte blocked it.

It was impulsive.

When he came to his senses, he was jumping high, grabbing the woman’s hair and slamming her to the ground.

I pointed a knife at his throat and almost cut him off.

It was a move that surprised even him.

Was my body this light?

Charlotte felt confused by her changed body.

The woman was a necromancer.

She talked to the prince.

I couldn’t figure out what he was saying. But the woman dared to take the prince’s life. Because of that, countless villagers died.

The prince did not forgive her for that.

She was dragged, stoned, and hung alive in the forest.

It was a terrible end.

The case is closed.

Charlotte and the villagers helped the prince at the funeral at the monastery.

When the story was almost finished, Farmer Grill spoke to Charlotte.

“Charlotte, if it’s okay with you, why don’t you stay at my house?”

Grill gave Charlotte an awkward smile and asked to talk.

Charlotte, who had nowhere to stay, nodded and looked at the prince in the distance.

“Is there anyone who can help the prince?”

“The prince? which···. Oh, the gravedigger?”

Charlotte shook her head.

It’s not just the gravedigger’s work, but also monastery maintenance, cleaning, and other odd jobs.

The environment is too harsh for the young prince to live alone. Wouldn’t it be nice to at least have someone help you?

“So you want to work as a maid.”

Charlotte nodded.

Grill looked troubled.

“But the paladins told me not to serve him. The reason is···.”

Because you’re a mess. It is an exile to change one’s personality.

These were the paladins who said that instead of reflecting, they became elated when they served them.

“There is one way. “It might be okay if I become a nun.”

“Nun?”

“It’s a monastery. “If you say it’s to study faith, the Holy Knights might be willing to look at it.”

Charlotte nodded.

The next day she visited the monastery.

The prince was in the study.

I was looking through the books I found in the Necromancer Cave.

“Why is it so complicated? This is why I had to do Warrior. At least he’s a fucking tank. It would have been nice to have a range as a dealer, but it’s a job like that in a new building, so if things continue like this, you’ll just get killed. If you don’t have a shield to protect you, you’re just getting robbed. Quickly increase your skill proficiency…”

Shield?

What does it mean?

Besides, you’re going to get murdered?

“I need to improve my skill proficiency a little more. Gather your holy power. So that we can get the right quantity…”

Charlotte approached the prince.

Perhaps sensing that he was popular, he was startled and secretly hid the book.

Charlotte tilted her head and looked at the prince.

He was frowning.

“What. Why did you come. There won’t be a funeral today. “Let’s take a break for a day.”

“I want to pay off my debt.”

“What debt?”

Ah, I said it wrong. The word debt was not appropriate.

I should have said grace…

Charlotte was about to open her mouth again with regret.

“Are you talking about what happened back then?”

The prince looked surprised. Then, for some reason, he took a step back and slowly reached for the shovel.

Why is he behaving like that?

Ah, maybe there’s still work left to do.

“It’s better to forget the past.”

As expected, the prince was a person with a good heart.

Forget grace. It can’t be like that, can it?

He is the person who saved my life and took care of my parents comfortably.

“I want to serve you.”

“what?”

“and···.”

Charlotte remembered the word ‘shield’.

Come to think of it, I heard that the prince was exiled. Also, the necromancer spit out the word ‘assassination’ towards him.

Someone is trying to kill this young prince.

I’m sure the exile was someone’s ploy.

There was no way a prince like this could be called a bastard.

Charlotte turned her gaze to the study.

[Imperial Swordsmanship Book]

[Imperial Self-Defense Art and Ceremony]

[How to Operate a Holy Knight’s Holy Power and Control His Holy Power]

There are several books.

Shield…

He was looking.

A being that will protect itself.

But if you ask for it yourself, he will refuse.

That’s how dangerous it is.

Because he is angry that the necromancer who tried to kill him dragged the villagers into it, and has the kindness to make him take out his revenge and revenge on the villagers.

so···.

“I want to serve here as a nun.”

We must protect this person.

To do that, let’s disguise ourselves as a nun. Let’s study our faith as a nun and train ourselves to protect it.

There is no way that a young girl can protect the prince, but let’s try.

There must be a way to learn the sword as a nun and become a paladin.

It may be late for your age, but let’s try our best.

That would be an opportunity to repay the favor by protecting the prince, who had no shield, even a little.