Became The Son Of The Final Boss [EN]: Chapter 241

241.

KWA-BOOM!

The cavalry surged through the undead ranks.

Warhorses are unlike ordinary horses. Well-trained warhorses show no fear of enemies.

With their massive size and swiftness, they trampled the undead under hoof.

Knights wielding lances, longer than those of ordinary infantrymen, instantly felled three or four undead at a time.

“Attack!”

I furiously poured mana into Ifrit and Sylphid.

Ifrit’s flames illuminated the night sky.

Sylphid’s wind tore through the undead ranks.

Swish-!

The more undead I killed, the stronger I felt. Or, to be precise, it wasn’t me, but the ‘spirits’ that seemed to be growing stronger.

-It’s because they aren’t ordinary undead.

It was Sylphid’s voice.

I felt a sense of wonder at the voice ringing directly in my head and asked.

-Not ordinary undead?

-Yes. These are not naturally occurring undead, but artificially created undead that are disrupting the balance of the Middle Realm [a plane of existence between the mortal and divine realms].

Sylphid continued.

-As they are destroyed, the weakened natural energy, caused by their presence, is restored, and that power gathers to us.

-The power of nature gathers.

Does that mean the more undead we kill, the stronger the spirits gradually become?

If I kill countless undead, could I possibly become a king?

Sylphid shook her head at my question.

-That is not the case. The natural energy restored by their destruction must naturally be used for the natural circulation of the Middle Realm.

-Do I need to set aside time separately to use the power for natural circulation?

-No. The energy gathered to us will naturally return to the nature of the Middle Realm.

I understood Sylphid’s words.

In other words, the natural energy gathered by killing the undead uses my spirits as a kind of focal point.

Gathering in the spirits and then scattering back into nature, something like that.

-You understand correctly.

I chuckled at Sylphid’s words.

-We do get a little stronger, though.

“A little?”

-Yes. A tiny fraction of the natural energy gathered to us becomes our power.

Realizing that they weren’t just acting as focal points and that some power was gathering, I immediately summoned Undine and Noahs as well.

The four supreme spirits swept through the battlefield, driving back the undead along with the cavalry.

At that moment, Gale approached.

“There are many necromancers.”

“Focus on dealing with them first, along with Olivia. Lilian and I will handle the area attacks.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

Gale nodded.

Lilian said to Gale as he ran off.

“Don’t worry about the surroundings and focus on attacking the necromancers and liches [powerful undead spellcasters]. I’ll block their magic.”

The archers fired arrows incessantly, and the cavalry were still handling at least dozens of undead per person.

The number of undead was greater than before, and there were many strong ones like necromancers, liches, death knights [undead warriors], and durahans [headless undead knights].

But our forces were strong enough as well.

Above all, the soldiers had become accustomed to fighting the undead.

‘Experience’ is truly important.

The Grenian soldiers who were still alive showed as much skill in combat as the Empire’s elite troops.

Those who couldn’t handle the undead alone ganged up in groups of three or four, and they also took advantage of the undead attacking their comrades, killing them in an instant.

I sent the lower and intermediate spirits to fight around the soldiers.

It was in the form of helping the soldiers when they were in danger.

Thanks to this, I felt like I was handling the entire battlefield alone.

“The liches’ magic power has all been sealed.”

I clicked my tongue at Lilian’s words.

“How did you do that?”

“Necromancers are a little different from liches. They are different from wizards in some ways. But liches are beings who died as wizards and became undead. Their basic ability is magic.”

Lilian’s staff glowed.

“One of the characteristics of wizards is that lower-level wizards can never beat higher-level wizards, no matter how many of them there are.”

The situation easily tilted in our favor.

Because Lilian’s magic was active everywhere.

I took a moment to catch my breath.

As the spirits disappeared, the knights rushed around me as if they had been waiting.

Trusting the knights, I used the Breathing Technique of the Wind to replenish my empty mana pool.

‘Hoo, this isn’t easy.’

The feeling that the spirits were gradually getting stronger gave me a sense of relief.

As time passed, I became stronger.

The enemies were still showing powerful strength, but we did not collapse.

When the mana pool was filled to some extent, I summoned only Sylphid.

Dawn was gradually approaching.

When this dawn passes, the sun will rise, and as soon as the sun rises, the undead will retreat.

I gave the soldiers a message of hope.

“Don’t let a single one escape alive!”

At my words, the soldiers put more effort into the battle.

Sylphid became the wind and passed through the undead.

Swish-!

The sharp wind tore through the soft flesh of the weak undead.

“Your Highness, Hamilton has awakened.”

I nodded at the news that Hamilton, who had lost consciousness and was receiving treatment immediately after arriving, had woken up.

“Continue the treatment.”

“He says he wants to see Your Highness. He said it was urgent and he definitely has something to say.”

I was puzzled by the soldier’s words.

‘What is it?’

Doesn’t he know the situation?

Still, I gave the soldier an answer.

“Tell him I’ll be there soon.”

The situation wasn’t bad, so I came down below the castle walls for now.

Did Hamilton receive some special report from the members?

Since he came back alive from the undead, he must have gained some information.

“Lilian, please take care of things for a moment. I’ll go see Hamilton.”

“Don’t worry.”

I felt relieved at Lilian’s words and quickly moved to the palace.

* * *

Hamilton barely managed to get up when he saw me.

“Stay lying down.”

“Your Highness.”

“Were you chased by the undead?”

“After discovering the undead at the border base, I retreated straight to Grenian, but I lost some members.”

“It’s okay.”

I felt sorry for the sacrifice of the intelligence members, but I felt fortunate that Hamilton was alive.

“Everyone who had infiltrated the Kingdom Alliance has been sacrificed.”

I swallowed a groan at those words.

Hamilton’s intelligence organization is an organization that Hamilton created with a long time and enthusiasm.

The intelligence organization has made great contributions so far.

I was saddened by the news that the entire organization had collapsed, but I bit my lip tightly.

“Hamilton.”

What comfort should I give him, who had lost his subordinates?

“Their deaths will save many people.”

I had no choice but to let him know that the members were not in vain and that their deaths were noble.

If I had to find one more thing,

“I will personally comfort the bereaved families.”

Hamilton was somewhat relieved.

I was planning to create a new concept of meritorious people when this war was over.

There were no meritorious people in the culture of the continent, let alone Calpeon [the kingdom the protagonist rules].

There was a culture of honoring nobles who had made great contributions in the war, but it was literally a culture for nobles.

What I’m thinking of is a culture of honoring modern meritorious people.

A culture of comforting not only nobles but all soldiers who participated in the war, and honoring fallen soldiers.

‘To do that, it is necessary to win this war.’

“Your Highness.”

I erased my thoughts at Hamilton’s voice.

“One of the members who infiltrated the Kingdom Alliance left this map.”

There were several marks on the map that Hamilton took out.

There were a total of five places.

“What is this?”

“He said it was an altar.”

“Altar?”

“Yes.”

Hamilton continued.

“Evil energy is gathered through the altar, and that energy is turning the residents of the Kingdom Alliance into undead.”

“If so?”

“If the altar is not destroyed, the entire Kingdom Alliance will turn into an undead kingdom.”

I was momentarily speechless.

The entire Kingdom Alliance?

I should have wondered from the beginning when 300,000 soldiers of the Kingdom Alliance turned into undead at once.

Even if there were many necromancers, it would have been difficult to turn that many people into undead at once.

The Purifying Fire Corps [a mysterious organization] had already prepared some ‘devices’.

“Then we have to destroy that altar.”

Hamilton nodded.

“Yes.”

“Rest. I’ll take care of this problem. Take a break for now.”

“No. I will rebuild the organization.”

The intelligence organization is needed more than ever.

The Purifying Fire Corps was a hidden organization, and although it had begun to reveal its appearance in earnest, there were still many things hidden.

I also needed to figure out their elusive movement paths, but I didn’t have the spare manpower to deploy separately.

It would be great if Hamilton could rebuild the intelligence organization, but right now, Hamilton’s own treatment was more urgent.

“Take care of your body. Take the magic circle to the Imperial Palace. Go there, receive treatment from the Imperial Palace healer, and return.”

“Your Highness.”

“That’s an order.”

I got up.

The sun was rising outside the window.

I took the map and left Hamilton’s room.

I said to the soldier waiting outside.

“Bring Ken.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

I moved to the office.

I went into the office and poured a glass of wine to relieve the fatigue of the battle overnight.

I spread the map on the table and looked at it in detail.

‘Five places… It’s in the form of surrounding the capital of the Kingdom Alliance.’

If you draw a line between the five altars, it becomes a circle.

The distance between each altar was quite far.

It looks close on the map, but it’s probably a distance of at least a week away, even if you actually ride a horse.

‘It’s hard to destroy five places at once. But if I don’t destroy them at once, the boundaries of the remaining altars will become stronger.’

There are hundreds of thousands of undead attacking Grenian alone, and the problem was getting through them to the Kingdom Alliance.

Knock knock-!

“Your Highness, it’s Ken.”

I answered the voice coming from behind the door.

“Come in.”

Ken hadn’t even cleaned up the traces of the battle.

His clothes were covered in dirt.

His face was also full of fatigue, which showed how fierce the overnight battle was.

It means that the number of undead is so large that Ken, as a military officer of our army, is in charge of directing the entire battle, but he has to go directly into battle.

“How is Hamilton?”

“I’m going to send him to the Imperial City for treatment.”

“Yes.”

I immediately got to the point.

“Map.”

When I pointed to the table, Ken looked at the map.

“What is it?”

“Altar. I heard that the altar is turning the residents of the Kingdom Alliance into undead.”

Ken’s eyes narrowed.

“The Purifying Fire Corps’ abilities are more amazing than I thought. Usually, undead means raising corpses… Not only turning living people into undead, but also an altar that turns many people into undead in an instant.”

“That’s right. Anyway, if we don’t destroy that altar, the entire population of the Kingdom Alliance will become undead and come down to Grenian.”

There was a high possibility that it would even invade the Empire.

Even though the Kingdom Alliance is a smaller country than the Empire, it easily exceeds one million in terms of population.

‘Because it’s not modern, I can’t count the exact population… Anyway, it means that several times more undead than now will be produced.’

Ken came to a conclusion.

“We have to destroy it.”

“How?”

That’s why I called Ken.

I also knew that it had to be destroyed, and the method was important.