195 104. Rose Darina
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A carriage was passing through a coarse road in the countryside.
The skeleton horses neighed roughly every time the carriage they were pulling along clunked noisily. At the same time, refugees were quietly following the vehicle from behind while doing their best to lend support to each other.
Their number hovered around two hundred.
At first, there were only around one hundred people but the number kept growing little by little whenever the procession went past a village.
The survivors begged and pleaded to be saved, and after personally experiencing the ‘miracle’, they swallowed up their grievances and dissatisfaction to silently join the procession.
Every once in a while, they sneaked glances at the Seventh Imperial Prince, who was riding on a skeleton horse. Their gazes were filled to the brim with awe.
Charlotte observed the behaviours of the refugees and couldn’t help but feel complicated inside.
Wiggle…
The crow opened its eyes and began flapping its wings. He had revived the creature as an undead.
Feeling curious now, Charlotte asked Allen about it. “Is that a zombified crow?”
“Yeah. Necromancers tend to use these little guys as either scouts or to send letters to others.”
The Imperial Prince took out a small rolled-up parchment on his person and tied it to the leg of the zombie crow before commanding it to fly.
The crow beat its wings and flew away.
Charlotte asked again. “Where are you sending it to, your highness?”
“To my oldest brother and father.”
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“…?”
This whole incident was deeply connected to the Vampires.
Even if Raiden Behemoth, the dragon slayer, had retired from public life, he was still affiliated with the kingdom’s leadership. And if he was really providing shelter to Rose while hiding themselves in Lome, then the empire would never let this situation quietly slide by.
After all, the Theocratic Empire was gearing up for the possible invasion of the Vampires, and as such, it was inevitable that any matters related to the undead would receive its full attention.
In the worst possible scenario, the empire’s full-strength army would cross the border between the two nations. Barus was well aware of this point.
“I want the two camps to behave themselves until the investigation comes to an end.”
Barus could only nod slowly with a slightly-dazed face at Allen’s ‘suggestion’.
The First Prince of Lome had been tasting defeat over and over again for a while now, so this news was indeed a good one for him, and it’d also prove to be a small ray of hope for the refugees as well.
While listening to the Seventh Imperial Prince, Charlotte looked up at him. She noticed that his gaze was scanning the refugees even now.
A carriage was passing through a coarse road in the countryside.
The skeleton horses neighed roughly every time the carriage they were pulling along clunked noisily. At the same time, refugees were quietly following the vehicle from behind while doing their best to lend support to each other.
Their number hovered around two hundred.
At first, there were only around one hundred people but the number kept growing little by little whenever the procession went past a village.
The survivors begged and pleaded to be saved, and after personally experiencing the ‘miracle’, they swallowed up their grievances and dissatisfaction to silently join the procession.
Every once in a while, they sneaked glances at the Seventh Imperial Prince, who was riding on a skeleton horse. Their gazes were filled to the brim with awe.
Charlotte observed the behaviours of the refugees and couldn’t help but feel complicated inside.
Wiggle…
The crow opened its eyes and began flapping its wings. He had revived the creature as an undead.
Feeling curious now, Charlotte asked Allen about it. “Is that a zombified crow?”
“Yeah. Necromancers tend to use these little guys as either scouts or to send letters to others.”
The Imperial Prince took out a small rolled-up parchment on his person and tied it to the leg of the zombie crow before commanding it to fly.
The crow beat its wings and flew away.
Charlotte asked again. “Where are you sending it to, your highness?”
“To my oldest brother and father.”
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“…?”
This whole incident was deeply connected to the Vampires.
Even if Raiden Behemoth, the dragon slayer, had retired from public life, he was still affiliated with the kingdom’s leadership. And if he was really providing shelter to Rose while hiding themselves in Lome, then the empire would never let this situation quietly slide by.
After all, the Theocratic Empire was gearing up for the possible invasion of the Vampires, and as such, it was inevitable that any matters related to the undead would receive its full attention.
In the worst possible scenario, the empire’s full-strength army would cross the border between the two nations. Barus was well aware of this point.
“I want the two camps to behave themselves until the investigation comes to an end.”
Barus could only nod slowly with a slightly-dazed face at Allen’s ‘suggestion’.
The First Prince of Lome had been tasting defeat over and over again for a while now, so this news was indeed a good one for him, and it’d also prove to be a small ray of hope for the refugees as well.
While listening to the Seventh Imperial Prince, Charlotte looked up at him. She noticed that his gaze was scanning the refugees even now.
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