Reincarnated with the Country System

Chapter 98 The Unexpected Offer and Raise of dead

08—11—1560 WC

Britannia Royal Palace

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The grand dining hall of the Britannia Royal Palace was adorned with opulent decorations, the flickering candlelight casting a warm glow over the elegantly set table.

Alberto and Queen Maria were having dinner together. Joseph and the Prime Minister were also there.

While eating, Maria said, "Emperor Alberto, I heard that you are still single. Have you thought about it?"

Alberto was surprised because he did not understand what the Queen meant.

"What do you mean?"

"Okay, I will be direct. I was thinking about strengthening our relationship through marriage."

They were surprised. {What is she saying! Marriage!?} Alberto looked at Maria {Is she thinking about marriage at this age!? I might be half her age. But....}

Although Maria was close to forty, she was still very beautiful. She also had two big melons that were big enough to attract any man.

Maria felt a little embarrassed when she saw Alberto looking at her big breasts.

"Ora, Emperor Alberto, I was wondering what it would be like if you married my daughter"

Alberto was surprised, because as far as he knew, Queen Maria only had a daughter and a little son.

"Marrying your daughter? I heard that you have one daughter. Do you have hidden children?"

"I was talking about my daughter Elina."

Alberto frowned, "Your Majesty, what do you mean? Princess Elina's engagement is only two days away."

Maria waved her hand dismissively. "Emperor Alberto, you need not worry about that. If you desire, I am willing to arrange a marriage between you and my daughter."

"Your Majesty, everyone knows that your daughter will marry Duke Barco's son Strom. Isn't it unfair? Also, will your daughter agree to this?"

"Probably just a raccoon or something," the other guard replied, though he was gripping his spear tightly. "But let's check it out, just in case."

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They moved cautiously toward the source of the noise, their hearts pounding in their chests.

As they approached the cluster of tombstones, the rustling grew louder, and they could see a figure hunched over one of the graves. The guards exchanged worried glances. "What in the name of the gods is that?"

They crept forward, careful to remain silent.

As they drew nearer, the figure became clearer—a cloaked individual, their face obscured by a hood. The figure was digging frantically at the earth, a small spade in hand. The guards' hearts raced. "A grave robber!"

"Stop right there!" the guard shouted, stepping forward and brandishing his spear. The cloaked figure froze, then slowly turned to face them, revealing a pair of piercing eyes that glinted with a strange light.

"Leave me be!" the figure hissed, their voice low and raspy. "I mean no harm. I only seek what is rightfully mine."

"Your what?" the guard demanded, taking a step closer, his spear poised to strike. "You're desecrating a grave! That's punishable by death!"

The figure let out a low, mocking laugh. "You think you can stop us? You know nothing of the power that lies beneath these stones." With a swift motion, the figure raised their hand, and the ground trembled slightly, as if responding to their command.

The guards exchanged alarmed glances. "What are you doing?" the guard shouted, their voice tinged with fear.

"Awakening the dead," the figure replied cryptically, their eyes glowing brighter. "You cannot comprehend the forces at play here. But soon, you will understand."

Before the guards could react, the earth beneath the grave began to shift violently. The sound of cracking stone echoed through the graveyard, and the air filled with an unnatural chill.

The ground erupted, and skeletal hands clawed their way out of the earth, grasping at the air as if seeking freedom from their eternal slumber.

Panic surged through the guards. "We need to alert the others!"

"You cannot escape this fate," the cloaked figure declared, stepping back as the undead began to rise. "You will witness the rebirth of an army, and you will be powerless to stop it."

The guards stood frozen in horror as the skeletal forms continued to emerge.

The skeletal figures continued to rise, their numbers multiplying with each passing moment. The guards exchanged frantic glances, their earlier bravado replaced by a palpable sense of dread.

The cloaked figure watched with a twisted smile. "This night belongs to the dead."