Solo Eating to Overpowered Chapter 13

Episode 13. The prince rolls over.

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The leisurely time has passed and the peak season has arrived.

Now we have to prepare for the funeral.

It was extremely cold, as if we were experiencing a bitter cold spell.

“I came to pick you up.”

After a month, the Holy Knights came.

I got into the carriage, wrapped in a cheap blanket.

It’s so cold! I think I’ll get frostbite if I work in this weather.

You’ll be lucky if you don’t make a mistake and cut off your limbs.

As I passed through the steep forest, I saw a nearby village.

Villagers are also walking slowly carrying their luggage.

Among them were grills and shallots.

Charlotte was carrying luggage larger than her body and bowed when she saw me in the carriage.

Hey, you have good strength too. He’s stronger than me.

I stuck my tongue out.

The villagers were also taking refuge in Ronia territory to avoid the ‘wave of death’.

“How big is the death wave?”

This is something that was almost exaggerated in the book. If there really is a risk factor, it would be difficult for me.

“I don’t know. However, during the ice age, they continue to visit for about a month. Last year, about 5,000 undead arrived every week. “Among them, the largest number of undead occurred on December 25th, when the Demon King died.”

5,000…

“How many people are in the garrison?”

“There are about 20,000 troops in the Ronia territory, and prisoners are coming in periodically. “About 2,000 more prisoners are expected to arrive in the future.”

Well, it’s not that dangerous.

I looked at the manor in the distance.

Unfortunately, it is not as big as I thought. Rather, it was shabby.

The fortress wall, built with wooden barriers and stones, is only about 12 meters high.

Still, perhaps to protect the city center, the territory is tightly surrounded.

That place is called ‘Sacrificial Fortress’.

It is a place where ‘victims’ gather to relieve the ‘anger’ of the dead.

“It would have been nice if it had been made like the wall in Game of Thrones.”

With the authority of the Emperor, he would be able to build the Great Wall of China to the extent of telling Emperor Qin Shi Huang to go away.

Of course, even if you build a long wall like the Great Wall of China, not only will you not be able to monitor the entire area, but if one area is attacked intensively, it will collapse.

It was wiser to gather the ‘living’ and lure the undead to stop them.

One month ahead.

If you just hold on for that one month, the ‘waves of death’ will decrease.

And when the warm spring and summer come, the dead will try to go up to the land of the spirits again.

This is to preserve the body from rotting and to collect magical power.

“There are a lot of prisoners.”

There is a procession of prisoners and slaves tied with ropes leading to the Lonia estate.

These are the ‘soldiers’ who will soon stop the ‘wave of death’.

All of them were felons who had been sentenced to death or capital punishment at trial.

Murder, rape, robbery, etc. It is perfect as an offering.

In some ways, it is a wise and reasonable method…

“Oh my! I just stole bread. I never killed him… “That guy, Faron, turned the blame on me…!”

One prisoner resisted and was beaten by a soldier.

There are certainly quite a few of them who came in under false accusations.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, thanks to them, the continent will be able to have a peaceful year.

“Surely I’m not going to fight on the front lines?”

I asked about something that might happen.

The paladin opened his mouth.

“of course. “The front line will be occupied by prisoners.”

That’s a good thing.

“And we have to treat the injured or provide funerals. “There are at least 23,000 victims every year.”

That’s not a good thing.

“Who are the priests who will help me?”

“There are about 80 priests who can perform purification ceremonies. However, the soldiers will also help with the funeral.”

“Treat at least 2,000 people with only 80 people and perform a purification ceremony for the dead?”

“If you include the undead coming from the Land of the Dead, it will be three times that number.”

“…”

“Some people die from overwork, but they will be okay.”

Tell me honestly. He’s actually an assassin sent by Seonghwang, right?

I looked at them dissatisfied, but the paladins ignored me.

We arrived at the estate and I was immediately summoned to the lord.

The lord was a chubby man with a handsome beard.

Age is mid 40s.

It is said that he was demoted to Lonia on charges of embezzling some of the taxes that were supposed to be sent to the imperial palace.

Is that why?

“Welcome!”

The lord treated me kindly.

“Come on, have some tea. Refreshments are also available. Oh, you must be cold, so at least take a bath in warm water…”

He stooped and rubbed his hands like a servant rather than a lord.

The reason why he treats me so kindly is actually because he wants to return to his territory with the power of the ‘grandson of the Holy Emperor’, that is, the ‘prince’. “

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I feel it now, but in fact, aren’t I in a very high position?

I thought of the villagers and looked at the Paladins who were ignoring them.

They just stood silently.

Look at how shameless these guys are.

“now···. Meals are also being prepared. so···.”

“I’ll give you a room.”

“yes?”

“I want to rest in my room. And I think it would be nice to have someone to wait on me.”

A maid placed refreshments and tea on the table.

I looked at the maid with a sly smile.

The maid was startled and trembled.

Seeing that, the lord made a perplexed expression. The lord looked at the paladins.

“That is troublesome.”

A vicious lord would have sent the maid as a sacrifice. However, since there is a paladin in charge of surveillance, you cannot do anything rashly.

It’s good that he’s a quick-witted lord. Yes, you should be in trouble. In fact, if a maid came to my room, I would be in trouble too.

“What are you misunderstanding? “I just want to rest.”

Youngju smiled awkwardly.

“ha ha ha! Is that so? “I will show you to your room.”

The lord got up and called the servant.

I glanced at the paladin.

The paladin looked at me through his holey helmet.

I feel myself frowning.

Okay, watch carefully. Because I’m still being a bitch! So, try to persuade those who might send assassins. There must be many competitors, so there is no time to worry about me, who has been exiled.

I want a simple life. I don’t want to be a fugitive being chased by assassins.

I was guided to a room.

A servant, not a maid, was attached, and a paladin followed as if watching.

The room we were shown to was clean and simple.

At least there is a much better bed than the hard wooden bed I was in, and a fireplace to keep out the cold.

It was a very satisfying place.

I turned my head and looked at the servant and the paladin.

The paladin stands tall like a statue as if guarding the door, and the servant is only looking at me.

Actually, he is the grandson of Seonghwang, who was famous for slapping servants. I guess the story about the bastard had spread before I came here.

The servant who was in charge of serving her was also fidgeting, cupping her cheek.

“Bring me some clean water.”

“water···. “You mean?”

The servant looked surprised.

“Yes and… “Um, I’ll bring some alcohol too.”

The paladin glanced at me.

“why? “What happens if you drink a little bit?”

The paladin turned his head again and stood on duty.

Isn’t he just the Terminator?

The servant brought a bottle of wine and water.

“Oh, thank you. “You can go now.”

“Oh, I understand!”

The servant quickly closed the door and left.

I looked around.

Surely there are no surveillance cameras in this world?

I tried just in case, but there was no holy power, magical mana, etc. that could be felt around me.

I threw all the alcohol in the bottle into the bathroom.

The liquor bottle was filled with water and infused with holy power.

“If things continue like this, it will definitely be death from overwork.”

A purification ceremony for thousands of people with just 80 people? Are you crazy!

The priests of this world are of high rank. And yet, such slavish spirit!

“Let’s make some fatigue medicine.”

There are no energy drinks like OrxC or Baxx in this world.

I think it would be better if I make it myself and eat it.

You may be tired from making holy water, but it is excellent for recovering your tired body later.

“And I need to see this too.”

I pulled out the Necromancer spellbook out of thin air.

“I like that the skill and item windows have the same structure as the game.”

The only problem is that the skills are poor and the item window is limited and small.

I opened the Necromancer book.

Necromancy in this world summons the dead in exchange for ‘magic power’ and ‘lifespan’.

Perhaps because of this, necromancers had overwhelming technological prowess in ‘mana control’ than any other wizard.

As someone who has game characteristics, it is far from ‘lifespan’, but on the contrary, I couldn’t control my sexual power.

Didn’t you automatically give a blessing last time?

What I currently need is an item that can restore or significantly increase my insufficient sexual power.

And precise control is needed to regulate the amount of sexual power used.

“Here, it says to control the water by putting magical energy into it.”

In particular, the ‘breath’ that we exhale is the connection between the soul.

Injecting magic power using breath truly leads to the best magic control.

“But this is a story about a necromancer. Does this also include clergy?”

I poured water into a bottle and breathed into it.

A message saying that I had cast a blessing appeared in my head, and holy water was created.

Unlike the first time I felt anemia, I feel fine this time.

“It was worth training for a month.”

The necromancer’s magical power control is definitely overwhelming.

It is different from the holy power that priests recklessly pour out.

In fact, it is a life-threatening job, but if you control your magic sloppily, you will not be able to survive even for a year. The profession called a necromancer is.

Necromancer is, after all, an extreme profession! This is an occupation that uses magic power at the risk of life.

I nodded while looking at the Necromancer magic book.

Excellent. Let’s use it up later and sell it. It’ll be a lot of money too.

In order to survive after the zombie wave incident, I tried to greatly increase my sexual power.

They prayed or gathered holy power with only a little faith.

They tried to increase their population by secretly summoning the dead in the forest.

To prepare for any danger that may arise.

The problem was that he was destined to die from overwork, which was different from his efforts.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get. How can we hold a funeral for thousands of people?

“No.”

After thinking about it carefully, I shook my head.

There is no need to put in all the effort. This is not my jurisdiction.