The night is crushed by the red sun, and the dawn spits out the light of the morning.
Under the soft baptism of dawn, the buildings in the territory are as light and crystal clear as gauze.
Aurelion got up early in the morning and got into the carriage with Archduke Barlow.
This morning, she was going to inspect the territory with her grandfather.
Aurelion sat in the carriage, hearing the dull sound of the wheels of the carriage rolling across the stone road.
And when her eyes inadvertently glanced at the empty seat next to her, she couldn't help but pursed her lips, feeling a little disappointed.
Every morning, Teacher Victor practices swordsmanship with Teacher Gwen.
They have maintained this habit for a long time, rain or shine, almost without interruption.
At least, there are still those knights guarding Aurelion to ensure the princess's safety.
So, she looked through the car window and cast her dark eyes into the distance of the territory.
She came back in a hurry last night, so Aurelion didn't have time to see her grandfather's territory.
All the buildings and the scenery on the road in front of me are completely different from last night.
The city at dawn is completely different from the tranquility last night, as if the heavy veil has been removed, revealing her true face.
The streets and alleys are bustling with people, the sounds of shops selling goods and pedestrians talking one after another.
The sound of horse hooves echoed in the streets, and the sunlight penetrated the thin mist and sprinkled on the stone bricks, casting a warm glow.
The breath of human fireworks seems to be resurrected after a short night's sleep, bringing warmth to this cold city.
When the carriage was traveling on the street, pedestrians on the street looked at the Grand Duke Barlow's family crest hanging on the carriage, and stepped aside one after another, bowing, with incomparable admiration in their eyes.
Aurelion could see no sign of resentment in their expressions.
It seems that this grandpa's governance has been recognized and loved by many people.
Looking at the lively city under the sun, it seems that the deathly territory last night should not exist here.
Of course, Aurelion also knew the reason for all this.
Last night their caravans and horses had been moving through the realm of the dead.
Everything around him was swallowed up by the green smoke, and what he saw was naturally deathly silence.
When they returned to the real world, they were already in the mansion of Archduke Barlow.
In other words, the huge city of the dead at that time was actually the backside of the real city, a reflection in the territory of the dead.
And when the realm of the dead flipped over, it turned out to be this extremely lively city.
But obviously the number of convoys and horses is so large, and so many people are traveling through the realm of the dead, it doesn't even affect reality.
This naturally confirmed what Archduke Barlow said.
The dead should not set foot in the realm of the living.
In this case, Grandpa, will he agree to Count Lauryn's offer?
Thinking about it, Aurelion wanted to ask tentatively.
She hesitated again and again, and finally plucked up the courage and said cautiously:
"Grandpa, can a necromancer really resurrect the dead?"
But Archduke Barlow did not reply to her immediately. He held his cane quietly with both hands, his eyes closed tightly, as still as a sculpture, motionless.
After a while, he slowly answered:
"Can."
Aurelion was a little surprised, not expecting her grandfather to answer so readily.
So, she asked again tentatively:
"Then do you know Count Lauryn?"
When Archduke Barlow heard the name, his eyes slowly opened and his eyes fell sharply on Aurelion's face.
His eyes were deep and majestic, and his cold aura was naturally revealed, making Aurelion pause slightly.
But she continued:
"The night we arrived in the kingdom, we were entertained by Count Lauryn."
"he……"
"Stop talking about it yet."
Archduke Barlow stopped her calmly, and the atmosphere in the carriage instantly became indifferent.
She was very smart and immediately realized the mood of Archduke Barlow.
That's right, if it can be resurrected so easily, how can there be so many gaps between yin and yang?
Moreover, there is her mother...
"……I see."
Aurelion lowered her eyebrows and nodded weakly.
Grand Duke Barlow took a deep breath and closed his eyes again, as if he didn't want to say anything more.
The atmosphere in the carriage warmed up slightly, and the goosebumps all over Aurelion's body also dissipated a bit due to the coldness, and slowly receded.
At this time, a deep voice slowly sounded:
"Laurien has asked me more than once, but I have only one answer."
"There's no way I'm going to resurrect her daughter."
He opened his eyes again and looked out the carriage window, with a trace of melancholy and regret in his eyes.
"That is blasphemy to the dead and disrespectful to the living."
At this time, the carriage had already reached the fields of the territory.
Many farmers stepped into the earth with their feet and waved their hoes, beads of sweat flashing under the bright light.
Every time a farm tool is swung, sweat will fall into the soil as the muscles swing.
A farmer straightened up, took a breath, greeted his friends in the distance, and waved his arms.
The wrinkles on their faces merged together, facing the sun, and they smiled brightly.
Looking at these peasants, the Grand Duke slowly spoke;
"These farmers, they know each other, they know each other, and they live exactly the same life every day."
Almost all of the daytime is used for farming, and the only time at night is left for family and friends.
They are almost like gears in a machine, constantly turning, day after day.
There are rarely new ideas in life, and only trivial things may become their after-dinner gossip.
"What do you think would happen if someone among these people died suddenly?"
Aureliano fell into deep thought as she listened to her grandfather's words, and a picture gradually emerged in her mind.
Perhaps one night, the family members were lying in bed, unable to open their eyes again, and their bodies no longer had any warmth.
The family sat around the deceased, feeling very sad.
Friends gathered to mourn him.
However, life will not stop because of a person's death. They even still have to deal with today's farm work.
When the elders die, the younger ones take their place and embark on the same path until death.
"But what if he is resurrected and returns to these people?"
That would be a thriller.
Maybe his family would be very happy, even excited.
But in society, this person has actually been erased.
Everyone accepted his death, but the deceased lifted the coffin boards and climbed out of the grave.
No one would accept a resurrected undead.
"The dead should keep silent."
The Grand Duke spoke slowly.
Aurelion listened and nodded, but turned around and felt a little confused.
"But...since you said that the dead should not set foot in the realm of the living, why did you help Count Lauryn and leave his daughter's soul in the mansion?"
Aurelion had given up all hope.
She was just curious. If things were as Grand Duke Barlow said, then wouldn't the ghost of Earl Lauryn's daughter contradict her grandfather's explanation?
"The retainers in Earl Lauryn's palace are all aware of Pulisis's existence. Let her soul reside in the castle and not cause any interference to the outside world."
"But resurrection doesn't work."
Grand Duke Barlow's mood was indifferent and he slowly said:
"Aurelion, you have to remember."
"This is the beginning, and what will come next is more trouble."
and……
He continued:
"If Lauryn wanted his daughter instead of an obedient skeleton."
"Then he shouldn't have come to ask me."
Aurelion was slightly startled, as if she hadn't been able to react yet.
At this time, Archduke Barlow looked out the window.
The carriage gradually approached the mansion, and looking through the window, the tall, castle-like mansion had already crossed the wall.
"We're almost there."
"What do you want for breakfast?"
…
After breakfast, Aurelion sat on the wooden chair in the courtyard.
Looking at the bright flower clusters, I thought about how I should learn necromancy.
Xiang Zilan stood respectfully beside her, with a slight smile on her face.
Aurelion held out a hand to Vanilla.
Although his eyes were looking at Xiangzilan, his eyes were not focused on Xiangzilan.
In her mind, she tried hard to recall the undead magic used by Archduke Barlow.
Remember, necromancy requires contact with the realm of the dead.
But she had no idea how to enter the realm of the dead.
Moreover, the undead magic used by her grandfather did not require formation construction at all, and her ability and talent, which she could learn at a glance, could not understand its secrets.
However, if you can learn undead magic, it means that you can become stronger and get more praise from your teacher and father.
Maybe she can resurrect Count Lauryn's daughter without her grandfather and repay the debt that Teacher Victor owes her.
That's right, the reason why Aurelion is so concerned about this matter is because Teacher Victor agreed to it.
If she could help Teacher Victor, she would definitely give it a try.
Aurelion is only fifteen years old, and even if she appears to be mature beyond her peers outside, she will always have naive thoughts.
How to help Teacher Victor was her most naive idea.
But Aurelion didn't know it.
She was thinking about the undead magic that her grandfather had used yesterday, and she opened her palms as if to explore the feeling.
Staring at Vanilla, the magic in Aurelion's body surged.
Then, Aurelion pointed at Vanilla and suddenly shouted:
"Change it!"
"Meow?"
Vanilla was startled by the magic power and Aurelion's voice.
However, nothing happened.
Seeing this, Aurelion put away her hand and sighed in frustration.
Sure enough, it is still too far to master necromancy.
Yes, after all, she has just reached the stage where she has seen pigs running around, and has not actually eaten pork yet.
When grandpa teaches her some more, maybe she will be able to learn it.
At this time, she touched Xiangzilan's head and comforted Xiangzilan's frail heart that had just been frightened.
At this time, a foreign minister trotted over in a hurry, as if he was looking for someone.
He looked around, and the moment he saw Aurelion, he hurried over.
"Your Highness, I have finally found you!"
"Um?"
Aurelion was confused.
Why are you in such a hurry? What happened?
Seeing that the princess was a little confused, the minister quickly explained:
"Your Highness, have you forgotten?"
"King Augustus specially invited you to participate in today's auction in the royal city. You already agreed yesterday?"
"I have informed Count Victor, he should be ready..."
Before she finished speaking, Aurelion stood up and said directly:
"I know, I'm going to prepare now."
(I didn’t wake up until four o’clock, so I finished writing one and posted it. I haven’t eaten all day, so I had dinner before writing the next chapter, woo woo woo)
