052. Imperial Prince is Hunting Santa -4 (Part Two)

"B-but if we do that, we'll all die! Our lifespan..."

"Dude, what's the worst that can possibly happen to you besides ending up dead and becoming a zombie? You chose to become a Necromancer even though you knew what your end would look like, so what's with all this fuss?"

The Imperial Prince got up from the chair.

His expression, previously colder than a sheet of ice, immediately changed after he discovered Harman's presence. "Oh, you're here? Finally."

"..."

His previous voice and appearance which were filled to the brim with barely-contained rage had vanished instantly. Even though he looked okay right now, Harman could still tell that the boy was trying hard to hide his current emotions, and that only made it seem like he was wearing an ill-fitting mask instead.

"What good timing. I have a new task for you."

"A task, your highness?"

The Imperial Prince then pushed forward a piece of document.

Harman took it and his mouth immediately clamped shut afterwards.