Solo Eating to Overpowered Chapter 130

Episode 130 〈 Lord Gerald 〉

‘It’s the prince.’

Charlotte smiled slightly as she looked at Allen’s face.

The aching emotions in my heart moved my body.

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

“7th prince?”

Charlotte looked away.

This was what his adoptive father, Grill, said near the outer gate.

That little murmur caused great confusion.

“He is a saint. “You really are a saint!”

When one person shouted, everyone’s attention focused on Allen.

“Saint Seo?”

From prisoners to ordinary soldiers.

And even the new prisoners who had just arrived looked at the 7th prince.

Allen stopped and looked around in surprise.

The people in Ronia looked at me with awe.

Accordingly, Allen made a puzzled expression.

Of course.

Because out of nowhere, even strangers are looking at him and shouting that he is a saint.

There is probably something more embarrassing than anything else.

‘…Most of those who were healed by the prince use holy power.’

Charlotte investigated Ronia in the North at the request of the 7th Prince.

The investigation wasn’t difficult. This is because

Count Gerald Lipang,

the general commander of the North who manages this place, has already completed the investigation.

Lord Gerald presented the data to Charlotte without hesitation.

Charlotte was shocked when she received the information.

800 Holy Power Awakenings.

Accordingly, the 7th Prince, who heard the report and saw it in person, would also be embarrassed.

This is also one of the miracles performed by the 7th Prince.

That’s why I had to be on guard.

Charlotte grabbed her sword.

Looking at 7th Prince Allen, he glared at Lord Gerald who was approaching him.

Even though there are people who have awakened holy power, Lord Gerald has been hiding it.

There must be some kind of plan.

Charlotte approached Allen to escort him.

The prisoners are full of shouts.

Everyone is shouting my name and calling me a ‘saint’, but unfortunately, not only do I have no need to know what a saint is, but most of them are unfamiliar to me.

I looked at Harmon on the outer wall.

He slightly bowed his head in greeting.

Brother…?

Ruppel was nowhere to be seen.

Even though Rupel was entrusted to Harmon, he would not be able to manage it in an emergency situation like now.

In the first place, no separate order to ‘monitor’ was given.

Just as they neglected me, they probably left Rupel free as well.

The wyvern I saw near the outer wall landed.

Ellis and Hans got off.

“Are there any injuries?”

Ellis questioned Harman, and Harman took Ellis and Hans to where the wounded were.

Lord Gerald approached me.

He bowed lightly by placing his hand on his chest and bowing his head.

“Long time no see. “Prince.”

It was a brief greeting, perhaps because it was an emergency situation.

At that time, Charlotte came next to me.

Charlotte gave Lord Gerald a wary look and took steps to secretly escort me.

She also seems to be suspicious of Lord Gerald.

“It’s been a while,”

I said lightly to Gerald, putting on my helmet and

slung my musket over my shoulder.

“But I don’t think it’s time for a leisurely greeting.”

Trampling the extinct undead between the outer gates, other dead people slowly walk in.

Even just looking at the number, at first glance there are more than 4,000.

Since the outer gates are breached, an all-out war will have to be launched.

Lord Gerald nodded and shouted at the prisoners.

“What are you doing?” “What? Block the door!”

At the sound of Lord Gerald, the prisoners came to their senses and moved hurriedly. They

huffed and raised their shields and blocked the front door.

They were swinging their swords and stabbing their spears between the shields to block the dead, and in the back, they were clumsily but quickly setting up barricades.

“Saint . “It’s here.”

“There is nothing to be afraid of anymore!”

“Cheer up! I can’t show you my ugly side!”

The prisoners are shouting.

Their morale is overflowing.

They are different from the people who used to be scared and disgusted at the sight of the undead. They

have built up their skills through actual combat.

Although they are weak, they can even feel their holy power.

They are young chicks who have just become priests.

Report I had heard about it, but I never thought that many of them could actually use holy power.

I was at a loss as to whether I could really control them.

“I heard that they can control the undead.”

I turned my gaze from the outer gate and looked at Lord Gerald.

Lord Gerald was looking at the Bone Wyvern on the outer wall.

“Didn’t you see it?”

“I saw it at first glance, but I wasn’t sure.”

The middle-aged man who used to get scared when the undead appeared is now smiling brightly with a bloody face.

“Count Gerald.”

“I am honored that you remember my name, prince.”

I glared at Lord Gerald.

“I heard that there are people who have awakened sacred power.”

“I’ll ask you later why you didn’t report it to the Holy Emperor’s Bureau.”

Lord Gerald broke into a cold sweat and lowered his head:

“Of course.”

After hearing that answer, I turned my back to deal with the dead, and then I heard Lord Gerald’s voice:

“Everything is for the prince.”

I turned my head, but Lord Gerald had already left.

While I was thinking about his meaningful remark, a familiar voice came from behind me.

“Prince.”

Charlotte stood tall behind me.

Looking at her in white heavy armor, I smiled bitterly.

“I sent you on vacation to tell you to rest, but you ended up having a hard time. How are you and Grill?”

Charlotte looked confused at those words.

She pointed toward the outer door with her finger.

“Who am I!”

There, a middle-aged man shouted,

and the prisoners all shouted in unison,

“Grill! Grill! Grill!”

“Yes, I am the head of a marquis! A paladin with a daughter!”

A man stands tall in front of zombies, holding a large ax in his hand and hitting it with a shield.

“It’s Grill Herize!”

The prisoners, who were blocking the zombies with their shields, step back.

As the zombies rush in at once, Grill sucks in a breath.

The sound of leather being torn from the handle of a hatchet is heard, as if he is exerting strength in his hand.

And then,

“Woooooo!”

The ax was swung with a roar.

The large ax blade tore off the limbs of the zombies.

Spear blades flew out from behind as if to assist the grill and pushed the zombies away.

“…Is that a grill?”

It was like looking at a Viking.

Charlotte also looked embarrassed and touched her forehead.

“That’s right.”

She must have been quite embarrassed as she was stuttering.

I thought about Grill.

Come to think of it, he used quite a bit of holy power on him. He

blessed him with baptism and made him drink holy water.

In his house, he had a holy book that he gave to Charlotte. There must also be a martial arts manual.

It’s really like training an apprentice paladin.

“But I’ve never given him a separate paladin title.”

I looked at Charlotte.

“It’s just the grill calling itself that.”

Did he really want to become a paladin?

He hated being a zombie.

The guy in the village who was just bragging now has the skills of a real paladin.

I laughed bitterly.

This is enough to see.

“Everyone, step back.”

I approached the outer door.

The prisoners stopped in surprise and shouted,

“It’s the saint’s command!”

“Everyone step back!”

How can it not be said that he is a saint?

I stood in front of the outer gate with a dissatisfied expression on my face.

I summoned the sacred undead.

The undead broke through the ground and followed me.

To reduce the amount of holy power used as much as possible, I summoned a great sword and possessed Cassim. .

The prisoners were surprised and took a step back when they saw the dead crawling out of the ground.

However, when they realized that it contained sacred power, they relaxed their guard with a look of astonishment.

“Holy undead?”

“The Holy King’s army, of which there were a lot of rumors in the royal capital!”

Holy undead block the front door.

I grabbed the great sword and pulled it in.

Inside the helmet, my eyes looked forward.

4,000 undead.

Their souls will all be saved in this place.

I pulled out the great sword.

At the same time, the sacred undead lowered their posture.

They took a breath.

The sacred energy of the wind.

The wind was condensed on the great sword.

It.

“Whew…”

He exhaled.

The blade of the wind’s sword annihilated the dead who were crowding the outer gate.

The shape was also Not

a single piece of bone or flesh was left behind.

Everything turned to ash and completely disappeared.

I took a step forward. At the same time, the divine undead behind me ran out. A group of white holy power drives out the darkness.

Simple zombie hunting .

This is it.

The slow, low-level undead were no match for the holy undead.

I felt the gaze of the prisoners on the outer wall looking down at the holy undead.

“…That is real holy power.”

I turned my gaze to look at the prisoners.

They were looking at their hands.

Feeling their weak sexual power, they hid their expressions of joy.

Instead, they stiffened.

They must have realized the difference in their skills.

That’s good.

Lord Gerald . It would be good to instill pressure in a situation

where you don’t know what to do. In this world, overwhelming force is essential for control.

I picked up a great sword and summoned a skeletal horse.

Pieces of material rose from the floor and assembled on their own.

Riding a skeletal horse, he charged with the cavalry and swung his great sword.

The low-level zombies here in the north were not even able to kill time. Even comparing them to the enemies he had faced so far was at a sorry level.

“But I have no intention of leaving it like this.”

It is the mission of the Seonghwangga to purify evil spirits. I spurred

the skeleton horse and increased its speed even more.

The morning sun is rising.

I rode the skeleton horse and stretched out my great

sword. The last zombie crawling on the floor. The skeleton horse I rode hit it with the horse’s hoof. has been extinguished.

The undead invasion is over.

Today, tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow.

It may come again.

The wave of death cannot let down its guard.

It may also give birth to a monster of the count’s level and send it out.

I looked away.

Charlotte came up to me. He lowered his head.

“I heard you went on a long journey. Rest at the mansion….”

“I want to meet Lord Gerald face to face.”

Charlotte lifted her head and looked up at me.

She asked, tilting her head.

“With Lord Gerald?”

I nodded.

Now that we have to worry about a vampire invasion, there are suspicions of civil war in the Holy Empire.

For me, I had to resolve that doubt.

Having the title of Earl.

And since Lord Gerald had the ability to command the troops in the north, he was a dangerous target.

“Please make room for me.”

Charlotte nodded.

Harmon was in charge of taking care of the dead.

Since there were a few injured people, Ellis and Hans took charge of treating them.

I walked down the hallway of the mansion with Charlotte guiding me.

And then I entered the lord’s office.

Lord Gerald greeted me as if he had been waiting.

As I was about to open my mouth first, Lord Gerald knelt down.

He bowed his head and showed respect towards the prince.

“Jennald Lipang, head of the Count Lipang family and commander-in-chief of Northern Ronia, meets with you, the prince.”

This is the image of a loyal subject.

That made me even more suspicious.

I wonder if the timid lord had vain hopes of gaining authority and power.

I sat down on the sofa in the office without asking the Count’s permission.

“Let me sit down. “Jennald.”

I deliberately mentioned only names.

That was all, but Gerald sat across from me with a sad expression on his face.

Charlotte stood behind me as usual.

I caught a glimpse of him putting his hand on the sword handle just in case.

“Jennald, I’m the type of person who doesn’t talk back.”

Ronia’s defense force.

Soldiers and Prisoners A total of 800 people with awakened spiritual power have been officially identified.

“They all seem to have awakened their spiritual powers about 1 or 2 years ago. “But is there a reason why you didn’t report this to the Seonghwang family?”

Lord Gerald turned to face me.

He remained silent for a while.

As I frowned, Lord Gerald smiled bitterly.

He scratched his head.

“There was no particular reason. We just…”

He lowered his head and muttered to himself.

“I just wanted to be of help to the prince.”

“what?”

Lord Gerald gently raised his head.

“The prince.”

The corners of his mouth curled up.

“To the new owner of the prosperous kingdom.”