Several servants came forward and bowed slightly to show respect to the Foreign Minister and the knights.
Their faces are exactly the same, and even their voices are as soft as water:
"Everyone, please come with us."
"We will take you to a place to rest."
The ministers looked at each other, and the knights nodded slightly.
Under the guidance of the servants, everyone walked along the path in the flower garden and headed towards the side of the huge mansion.
Watching the knights gradually disappear into the depths of the garden, Gwen paused for a moment.
After looking at Victor, he left with the knights.
Since the servants have already taken the initiative to greet them to rest, everyone naturally knows.
This Grand Duke probably wants to talk to Aurelion about something.
As Aurelion's teacher, Victor should always be with the princess.
At this time, Vanilla was standing beside Aurelion.
She stroked the little kitten's head with a little helplessness, and stroked the cat's ears twice.
"You don't have to stay with me tonight, just have a good rest."
Xiang Zilan nodded obediently and left with the servants.
Afterwards, only the three Grand Dukes of Barlow were left in the entire courtyard.
"Come with me."
He only left these words and walked towards the mansion on his own.
Aurelion looked at Victor, and at Victor's nod, she hurriedly followed.
The three of them walked through the golden luxurious corridor and arrived at an extremely spacious hall.
There is something strange about this hall.
There was nothing placed around, not even a coffee table or a sofa.
It seems to be just a simple room, except that it is extremely huge, it has no other function.
But Victor raised his head and looked around.
As if he understood something, he lowered his head and whispered behind Aurelion.
"Your Highness, don't be surprised about what happens next."
"After this, I will no longer accompany you."
Aurelion was slightly startled, but before she could get any doubts, suddenly the voice of Archduke Barlow rang out.
"A very interesting demi-human girl. She has powers that don't belong to her."
He said as if he was pointing something, and then turned back to look at Aurelion.
"Now, have you decided?"
Aurelion knew exactly what Archduke Barlow was referring to.
Necromantic magic.
This magic is resisted by countless mages.
To be honest, she was actually somewhat opposed to it.
After all, playing with corpses and souls with magic doesn't sound very normal.
But after much thought, she still wanted to learn this magical magic.
Magic that can bring the dead back to life...
So, Aurelion took a deep breath and seemed to make up her mind.
"Grandpa, I'm ready."
She had never met her grandfather, but perhaps it was because they were related by blood.
When she saw Archduke Barlow with her own eyes, Aurelion still felt an inexplicable closeness.
Although grandpa doesn’t look very friendly,
But he was patient with himself.
Therefore, Aurelion chose to believe Archduke Barlow.
Grand Duke Barlow listened to Aurelion's answer and nodded:
"good."
He leaned on his cane and tapped it lightly on the ground.
In an instant, a green ring of fire was set off from the Grand Duke's feet, rolling around.
The flames quickly expanded and completely engulfed the entire mansion.
The deep thick fog tightly wrapped the surroundings, and the entire land changed in this green smoke.
The originally spacious golden hall disappeared, replaced by rugged and broken towers, standing in the broken canyon.
The green smoke slowly rose from the ground, submerging all the broken towers.
The black mire suddenly erupted from the air, turning into writhing souls all over the sky.
Pulling the muddy black body, it swims under the sky.
The sky was extremely gloomy, and the melancholy and dead breath fell from the sky and rushed straight to the earth.
Feeling the ruined world around her, Aurelion had an intuition.
It seems that she has come to the intersection of the so-called underworld and the real world again.
But this time, she was slightly mentally prepared.
Then, Aurelion looked around.
One person is missing.
Teacher Victor is missing.
Suddenly, she thought of what the teacher had just said to her.
It turns out that I can’t accompany her in the future. Is this what you mean?
At this time, Archduke Barlow's deep voice suddenly sounded:
"The difference between necromancers and elemental mages is their energy source."
Elemental mages need to communicate with the magical elements between heaven and earth, and release magic with corresponding attributes by mastering the power of the six elements.
Necromancers, on the other hand, do not rely on elemental magic. Their power comes from...
"The realm of the dead."
Upon hearing this, Aurelion's body stiffened slightly.
At this time, Grand Duke Barlow slowly walked towards the direction of the canyon.
So Aurelion followed cautiously.
It was as if he was afraid that he would accidentally step into the turbid, bottomless canyon.
Archduke Barlow stopped.
On the broken bridge of the canyon, a dilapidated and decayed wooden door appeared.
A cold, biting, musty aura filled the air from the wooden door.
It was as if a group of tiny demons were climbing up Aurelion's body, burrowing into her nasal cavity, and swimming through her internal organs.
This made Aurelion feel a sharp discomfort.
She could only stop in front of the wooden door, feeling the cold wind blowing through her body.
Sudden.
The wooden door opened, and there was a heart-wrenching "squeak" sound.
Then, a sharp sound suddenly arose, roaring out from behind the wooden door.
It was as if a pair of ghostly long arms stretched out from behind the door and grabbed Aurelion's shoulders.
Aurelion's body shook suddenly, and her brain instantly felt like it was melting. An indescribable fear and pain swept through her body.
Then, her consciousness suddenly became clear, as if she was waking up from a nightmare.
She looked at the wooden door again, only to find that it had long since disappeared.
The surrounding scene has also undergone drastic changes.
In front of him was still the vast scorched land.
The tall, twisted towers from before turned into smoke and scattered away.
With that gloomy feeling, it was as if she had been thrown into the bottom of a silent lake in winter, filled with cold and death.
Countless soul-like voids kept spinning in the air, pulling on half of the body, clinging to the invisible void, struggling to swim.
A soul crossed in front of Aurelion.
Aurelion even saw the twisted face on the ghost's face, which was very scary.
For a moment, Aurelion felt her hair stand on end and her face turned pale.
Grand Duke Barlow seemed to turn a blind eye to all this.
He still walked calmly among the terrifying ghosts, tapped the ground with his unique crutch, and continued:
"This is one of the realms of countless dead."
"A gathering of thousands of lonely souls who cannot rest in peace."
Looking at the lonely soul floating above her head, Aurelion couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.
The souls of these inanimate bodies made her soul feel chilly.
She hid nervously behind Archduke Barlow, and from time to time she would be startled by some lonely souls that suddenly rushed toward her.
At this time, she couldn't help but regret a little.
She shouldn't have come to learn this kind of undead magic.
However, Archduke Barlow ignored Aurelion's fears.
As he walked, he continued to introduce the various forms of necromancy to Aurelion.
"Here, you can't attack them, and you can't use force or magic to force them to submit."
"There's only one thing you can do."
Grand Duke Barlow stood on the same spot again and once again tapped the cane in his hand on the ground.
At that moment, the surrounding darkness gradually lit up with a burst of light.
The sky seemed to be filled with fireflies, spreading in all directions.
Like a piece of fine golden dust, it spreads towards the lonely souls floating around.
"Use the gentlest magic power to touch it gently."
“To connect deeply, to purify.”
The bright magic illuminates the lonely souls softly, twisting their bodies and gradually immersing them in it.
A warm and soft force is like a gentle embrace, and the soul gradually calms down in this warm whirlpool.
"To listen to their last wishes and appease their twisted souls."
Under the illumination of the light, the mutilated bodies of the dead souls were gradually repaired by the bursts of magic power.
The naked soul body ignited green flames and gathered towards Grand Duke Barlow.
"Finally, let them be convinced and turn them into your own strength."
The magic power gradually turned into thick armor, covering the bodies of the dead souls.
They hold cold weapons in their hands, and the green flames beneath them seem to provide them with endless power.
Like loyal warriors, these dead souls transformed into physical entities lined up neatly in front of the Grand Duke.
They knelt down on one knee and showed great respect for the Grand Duke.
But there is still a soul left in the sky.
Grand Duke Barlow turned around, looked at the soul that was deliberately left by him, and said:
"Aurelion."
"Now, come and try..."
Before he finished speaking, the Grand Duke was stunned.
He seemed a little surprised.
For the first time, his eyes widened slightly.
Grand Duke Barlow looked down subconsciously.
Aurelion also lowered her head, as if in fear, and closed her eyes tightly.
One hand was tremblingly held in front of his chest, while the other hand was tightly grasping the corner of his clothes.
As if looking for some sense of security.
The Grand Duke looked at her in astonishment and asked in a deep voice:
"Are you... afraid?"
Aurelion closed her eyes, her body was shaking slightly, and she couldn't even respond.
The Grand Duke looked down at her, with a bit of helplessness and a little nostalgia in his eyes.
Like, it's really similar...
Aurelion, your mother, was once like you.
"Then...there's nothing we can do."
With the gentle blow of the cane in his hand, the souls of the dead seemed to be blown away by the wind, scattering on the earth like sand and dust.
Even the last lonely soul turned into a starlight and gradually dissipated under the ignition of the green flame.
In the entire lonely land, only the deep voice of Archduke Barlow echoed.
With a bit of gentleness, a bit of submission.
"Let's go."
"Let grandpa teach you something else."
