Grandson Of The Holy Emperor Is A Necromancer Chapter 314 - 165. The Ariana Family

Chapter 314: 165. The Ariana Family -3 (Part Two)

Translated by A Pa.s.sing Wanderer

Edited by RED

I picked up the parchment.

Okay, so to organise what Seran had told me so far: she had not seen this creature called The Farmer herself, and not only that, she couldn’t even find its traces, so she came to me for my help.

However, she also knew about the creature’s characteristics, which made her request sound rather contradictory.

I looked deeply at her, but that bright smile remained on her face even now.

I gave out a lengthy groan and replied, “For the time being, I shall dispatch people I trust as advanced scouts.”

If the target was hiding underground, then even I had no way of locating the sucker. Meaning that I needed someone to go first and search the area until they found the creature.

“And then, I shall dispatch the Crimson Cross, as well.”

Since they were the number one group of people when it came to hunting down vampires, they should handle this matter well, without any potential blowback.

Seran looked surprised at what I said and asked, looking clearly fl.u.s.tered. “You are not going to help us personally?”

“But sister, this isn’t a matter where I should step in personally, now is it?”

“That’s going to be troublesome for us, though.”

I looked at her, feeling a bit puzzled by her reply.

“You must personally get involved. I’ll directly lodge a request to His Majesty the Holy Emperor later, so please accompany us back to Frants.”

“Is there a reason why I must get directly involved?”

“I’ve heard all the rumours about you, but it’s difficult to make judgements based purely from some rumours, you know? I want to witness your true strength with my own eyes. To find out if you’re really strong as they say.”

You know, something about this conversation sounded like we were not exactly on the same wavelength here. It felt like some important information had been left out.

I tapped on the parchment and asked her again. “Could it be there’s something else besides the Farmer that you’re not telling me? If so, you gotta tell me first. Otherwise I will not help you.”

“…” Seran suddenly went quiet.

The twins cautiously studied my mood before chiming in.

“Allen, we can’t tell you that.”

“That’s right. Even His Imperial Majesty the Holy Emperor doesn’t know about…”

It was then that Seran suddenly sucked in a deep breath. “No, I’ll tell you. You’ll come to know about it sooner or later, anyway. As the member of the Ariana family, Seran Ariana will tell you the truth, Your Majesty.”

She firmly locked her gaze on me.

“I am a blood descendant of the Frants Royal Family. As the one inheriting their bloodline, I can also peek into the future.”

“I already knew you could, sister.”

“Huh? But how? B-but, only His Majesty the Holy Emperor and the Frants Royal Family know about…” She became deeply stupefied while muttering in protest.

I cut her off. “In any case, what about it, sister? Wait, is that related to the end of the world thing or whatever it was?”

“…”

“Please just come out and say it. Don’t hold anything back. The atmosphere in the Imperial Palace is already suspiciously heavy right now, anyway.”

This time it was the turn of the twins to get fl.u.s.tered.

“…Wow, the rumours were right. They said you can sniff out vampires and even look into the hearts of their collaborators, too. Could it be that you can read people’s minds?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “If I could do that, then I wouldn’t have asked those questions in the first place.”

Seran stared at me for a long while, before opening her mouth. “Honestly speaking, I only learned about the Farmer through my ability. I’ve inherited a portion of the ability belonging to His Royal Majesty Zayner, the current King of Frants, you see. The incident with the Farmer is simply to check out your true capabilities. I want to confirm it with my own eyes, you see.”

“…”

“That’s right. The Farmer thing is just an excuse. We do have another reason. Although, it’s incredibly important and very hard to explain in simple words.” Seran raised her hands and patted the twin’s heads. “But, we can show it to you through both the Visual and Auditory Hallucinations.”

“You mean, using the Divine Auras of the twins?”

“…You really do know everything, don’t you? I mean, only His Imperial Majesty the Holy Emperor is supposed to know about the abilities of the Frants Royal Family… In any case, fine. Are you willing to close your eyes? Marvel and Marcel told you this before, right? They said they’ll give you a present. We’ll show you the abilities of these two, and let you hear it. The real purpose of our visit, that is.”

“Your Highness…” Charlotte, having sensed that the atmosphere had rapidly gotten weird, called out to Seran.

But I raised my hand and stopped Charlotte.

Seran watched me as a bitter smile spread on her lips. “In reality, though, it’ll be the complete opposite of an actual present.”

“That sure sounds ominous, sister.”

“Can I ask you for this favour? Please close your eyes.”

I stared at her for a while, before quietly closing my eyes.

Let’s just say that she managed to fool me into doing this thing or some such. But I also kind of felt curious about what Seran and the twins were about to show me, too. Without a doubt, they probably were thinking of relying on the twin’s [Divine Auras] to do something.

“Relax your mind and body, Allen.” Seran’s rhythmic breathing could be heard. “Let yourself be at ease, and focus on my voice.”

My vision remained dark. Only Seran’s voice, and the sound of her patting the twin’s heads continued to enter my hearing.

“Soon, you will see an unexpected phenomenon.”

I tilted my head a little, my eyes still closed.

“The skies will become red…”

When Seran said that, my mind imagined the scene she talked about. A crimson sky suddenly popped up in my head.

“And then…”

And then…?

“…You will hear screaming.”

“Kkyaaaaahk-!”

I abruptly shot my eyes wide open.

The crimson skies were still above my head. But now, I was inundated by the screams of countless people coming from every direction. Screams that had been so loud that my ear drums nearly burst open.

{Countless giants will rise from their slumber…}

Seran’s voice grew deeper, heavier, and the fake sounds became ‘real’ in my ears, instead.

“You b.a.s.t.a.r.ds! Don’t you know what grat.i.tude means, you d.a.m.n giants?!” The Vampire King was roaring at the top of his lungs while wielding his spear.

Several creatures casting pitch-black ma.s.sive shadows all over him began snickering away while looking down at the vampires.

{The vampires wish for vengeance, but they can’t control the giants.}

I watched on as the Vampire King was captured by a giant. Meanwhile, other vampires got trampled by the giants and were killed off in gruesome fas.h.i.+on.

{They will battle each other, but in the end, the vampires will submit and do as they are told.}

The Vampire King was on his knees. He kowtowed, then had to experience the humiliation of kissing the foot of a giant.

{The giants will proceed to destroy the civilisation we have built up.}

The horde of giants began marching forward. They were laughing loudly and cruelly.

{They will devour and crush humanity.}

Giants reaching a dozen-plus metres began slaughtering humans. They scooped humans up and devoured them, or simply trampled on them as if they were stepping on insects.

{The first to fall will be our Kingdom of Frants.}

The sight of the Kingdom of Frants going up in flames greeted me next. Countless refugees were fleeing from the advance of the giants.

{The second to fall will be the Queendom of Aihrance.}

“Everyone, retreat-! I said, retreat, now-!”

Crown Imperial Prince White was trying to fight back against the tide of giants with his blood-stained sword.

{The third will be the Kingdom of Lome.}

“N-no, let me go! Don’t kill me, I beg of you! I don’t want to d…!”

Barus Victoria, who had succeeded the throne after the civil war, was captured, ripped apart, and devoured by the giants.

{And eventually, even the Theocratic Empire.}

The horde of giants marched towards the empire’s doorstep.

Their numbers were in the dozens. Hundreds. Thousands.

Creatures cloaked in the veils of darkest shadows were grinning creepily as their eyes gleamed murderously.

{No one can stop them. No, we shouldn’t try to stop them, because none of us would be prepared enough by then.}

All the acquaintances, the connections I had built up until now, were being severed one by one, only to disappear forever.

{We are destined to be the sacrifices. Offerings. To buy enough time for the Theocratic Empire to save the rest of humanity. That’s all we can do.}

My eyes gradually grew wider and wider.

There was an individual standing tall in the paths of the marching giants.

{The one who can stop them is…}

This individual was wearing Amon’s mountain goat helm, plus the distinctive bone armour on his body.

Behind him was an impressive army of Paladins clad in blinding white armour.

{…is the Saint chosen by the G.o.ds.}

The one standing there was the Holy King.

No, hang on a sec.

That’s not the Holy King, but the Holy Emperor.

Holy Emperor, Allen Olfolse.

My future self was standing before the invading giants.

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