The noble lords stood there, watching intently as the green flames and thick mist that seemed to ignite half of the sky gradually dissipated.
The skeleton horses walked along with the green will-o'-the-wisps, leaving flaming footprints wherever they passed.
Although the horses' pace was chaotic, the strange thing was that the sound of the horses' hooves did not sound, just like a team of ghosts passing over the ground.
The two carriages burning with will-o'-the-wisps in which the Grand Duke and his entourage were riding also disappeared silently into the thick fog.
August also stood there, staring at the ashes of bright green sparks flying in the air, smiling.
Looking at the leaving convoy, he asked the nobles around him:
"What do you think of this Princess Aurelion?"
A noble next to him replied respectfully:
"Your Majesty, although this Princess Aurelion is young, she can be calm and calm in front of so many of us, without any stage fright."
"I can only say that the empire's etiquette is indeed good enough."
Some nobles nodded and took over the conversation.
"The most important thing is the identity of the other party. She could have been less polite."
If the other party is just an ordinary princess, then forget it.
However, her identity is the princess of the Kalencia Empire...
The emperor of the empire is a warrior recognized as standing at the top of the world.
Even though the kingdom has developed warriors over the years, no one has ever been able to come close to Oberli's level.
Let alone surpass him.
What level is Aubrey? What level are they?
Not to mention that Aurelion is the granddaughter of Archduke Barlow.
What is the rank of Archduke Barlow, and what rank are they?
What, not heavyweight enough?
Will adding another Victor be enough weight?
It has the highest background of the two major countries, and even has the support of the Mages Council.
Aurelion can walk sideways in any country.
However, she still has the attitude of bringing diplomacy to the empire and is friendly and kind to others.
Even when facing the lords of the kingdom like them, he was still very polite.
While it is very valuable, it is also very easy for them to have a strong impression of him.
August nodded and asked Laurian on the side:
"Count Lauryn, you were the one who welcomed the princess yesterday. What do you think of her?"
Lauryn pondered for a moment and replied:
"Princess Aurelion is very good. I think she should be a kind person."
A hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes when he mentioned Aurelion comforting the maid.
It was a strange thing for a princess to comfort her maid.
This is why he believes that Aurelion will help him request that matter.
August seemed very satisfied when he heard everyone's praise for the princess.
"I see."
"It seems that this princess not only has an amazing background but also sufficient talent."
"She also has excellent character."
At this time, he looked at Hilda aside and raised his eyebrows with a little seriousness.
"Hilda, you behaved a bit poorly today."
"How can we let our distinguished guests fight?"
Hilda also knew that she had made a mistake, and she lowered her head in shame.
"Sorry, Your Majesty, I couldn't help myself."
She closed her eyes, her heart twisted into a hemp rope.
"I know, because you would have said so."
"At least let me know that this princess is not just a vase."
August smiled and patted Hilda on the shoulder, and then continued as if casually:
"Maybe this princess doesn't have a spouse yet?"
The ghost convoy has disappeared at the end of the road, and the breeze is blowing.
His words began to echo melodiously across the entire earth with the wind.
All the noble lords nodded, looking thoughtful.
Only Hilda lowered her head, said nothing, and looked gloomy.
…
The bright moon casts silvery white light on the earth.
The green will-o'-the-wisps intertwined with the moonlight, dotted with strange stars swimming under the night sky.
In mid-air, will-o'-the-wisps burned blazingly, and accompanied by thick smoke, the undead horses wrapped in flames moved rapidly through the deep forest.
These horses surrounded a group of carriages that were also lit by will-o'-wisps and rushed in the designated direction.
Strangely, although the horses' hooves and wheels moved, they made no sound.
The only sound is the distant ringing of bells under the night sky, which seems to warn pedestrians of the approach of ghosts.
Wherever the convoy passed, it left traces of dissipation on the ground.
Soon, the convoy drove out of the dense forest, and in front of them was a majestic city.
The flag here has a green logo on it, and on the top of the flag, there seems to be a will-o'-the-wisp similar to a carriage burning.
The symbol on the flag is the emblem of the Barlow family.
This city is large in scale, like a silent night city, surrounded by a green atmosphere, with dark shadows occasionally showing in the windows.
The entire castle looked silent and mysterious under the moonlight, especially the will-o'-the-wisps around the tower, which made it even more eerie.
With a faint green light, the huge city gate slowly opened.
The convoy drove quickly under the cover of thick fog, as if entering a dark tunnel.
The green firelight was extremely bright in the darkness. Although it was a bit strange, it brought a ray of light to the darkness.
At this time, Lord Barlow said:
"Here we are."
As his words fell, the whole city seemed to be injected with life, awakening the vitality deep in the earth.
Green flames emerged from the ground and surrounded the territory.
The originally dim street lamps were lit up one by one, as if huge waves were passing over the earth.
At the end of the street lamp are huge castle towers, and the flames expand again at the top of each tower, like clusters of fire swaying a huge body.
The knights drove their horses out of the tunnel. They looked up and were attracted by the magnificent flames.
The flame seemed to be alive, twisting its body in front of everyone and bowing slightly.
The knights reined in the reins and slowly stopped the horses, while the carriage continued to move deeper into the city.
On the way, there are tall and ancient buildings on both sides, with will-o'-the-wisps flowing among them.
But in such a huge city, there is not a single passerby.
The knights followed closely behind. They looked at the desolate city and felt a sense of loneliness and emptiness.
Until the convoy drove into a spacious manor.
The house is extremely spacious, and behind the iron gate lit with green fireflies are roads extending in all directions.
The manor is like a maze with gardens scattered throughout.
There was only a wide road left in the entire courtyard that could allow a carriage to pass through.
This grand mansion is like a small castle, and its surrounding walls are wrapped in ghost flames, just like the coat of a psychedelic castle.
Clusters of will-o'-the-wisps burned on the top of the towering tower, blooming with dark green flowers.
When everyone arrived at the courtyard, the skeleton horses bowed down submissively.
The knights and demihumans all dismounted.
The green flames burning on their bodies also dissipated the moment their feet touched the ground.
Twelve foreign ministers stood on the road in the courtyard with solemn expressions, staring at Gui Yan with fear on their faces and uneasiness in their hearts.
After all, this was their first time dealing with the Grand Duke of the Kingdom of Cantor.
I don’t know how weird this Grand Duke’s temper is.
But how can a person who lives in such a weird environment have a good temper?
The foreign ministers glanced at the surrounding flowerbeds.
Despite the miserable environment, these flowers are still graceful and colorful.
Everyone walked into the mansion, but no servant came to greet them.
The cold wind brought a gloomy chill, and the courtyard was extremely empty, as if it were lonely.
Does this Grand Duke live here alone?
At this time, Archduke Barlow also got off the carriage, and Aurelion followed Victor's steps and got off the carriage.
The next second, Archduke Barlow tapped the ground with his cane.
With a 'dong' sound, the surrounding green smoke suddenly dissipated.
The undead carriage and horses turned into white bone powder and gradually dissipated in the air.
Everyone present looked at the surrounding environment blankly.
When the green smoke completely dissipated, the night sky became extremely clear.
The bright moon is even more dazzling, and countless stars are like white pearls inlaid on the black sky, shedding tranquil light.
The lights in the mansion reflected from the windows, and warm rays of light flowed out.
The green will-o'-the-wisps gradually returned to normal, and the road was clear and bright.
Suddenly, Aurelion stood frozen on the spot, staring straight ahead.
Countless servants stood in front of them. They lined up on both sides and bowed to everyone.
"Finally, home."
Archduke Barlow said lightly, and then looked down at Aurelion.
There was a look of surprise on her face.
"This is... too awesome."
It was the first time in her life that she experienced such a scene, as if she was suddenly connected from one corner of the world to another.
So, Archduke Barlow turned his head again.
“The place we have just passed through is the abode of the dead, so our carriage can travel freely there.
"This is also the fastest way to get back here besides teleportation magic."
"But when they come to the realm of the living, they should leave voluntarily."
Archduke Barlow was referring to the horses and carriages that quietly disappeared,
After the green fog disappeared, it meant that everyone returned to the realm of the living.
They will naturally disappear.
"The dead should not set foot on the territory of the living, and similarly, the living should not disturb the peace of the dead."
Hearing this, Aurelion felt a little dazed.
She thought of her mother.
She heard that her mother, who died in childbirth, was buried here.
Aurelion came to the kingdom, to her ancestral home that she had never set foot on.
A large part of the reason is to visit his mother whom he has never met.
So, Aurelion asked:
"Grandpa, my mother...where is she buried?"
"I wish I could go see her."
Archduke Barlow listened to Aurelion's words and did not look back.
Only a calm voice sounded slowly:
"You'll see her."
"but not now."
