Chapter 391 But snow floats into the eyes

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Strange words came out of her mouth, and Aurelion was stunned in this cemetery.

She covered her surprised mouth, her pupils slowly shrank, and she looked straight ahead.

The old man's body seemed to be shrinking in the rain, becoming more and more rickety.

It's like he has aged for decades in one breath, which is extremely weird.

When her body no longer bent downward, Aurelion looked at the old man in front of her and finally felt a sense of familiarity.

That's her grandfather.

Festin Barlow.

The faint green fire was passed through by the heavy rain, and the cold rain hit her body.

Even in the undead state, you can still feel a chill that goes deep into your bones.

The cool breeze is blowing, and there is always a chilly breeze around this cemetery.

Her body was shaking, and goosebumps covered her body because of the cold.

Although it will not be seen in the undead state.

Suddenly, the heavy rain stopped.

Aurelion looked up and saw that the dense stone monuments in front of her were still being beaten by the heavy rain, causing chaotic splashes of water.

Beside his vision, the figure of the Grand Duke appeared.

The Archduke stood beside her, holding an umbrella to shield Aurelion from the wind and rain.

His cloudy eyes also looked in the direction of his destination.

"That's my daughter, Shelley, and your mother."

"I know you came here because of her."

Aurelion was somewhat silent.

Indeed, Aurelion came to the Kingdom of Canter to visit her deceased mother.

But her grandfather did not directly give her this opportunity.

Aurelion didn't even know where her mother's body was buried after it was returned to the kingdom.

And now, Aurelion finally knows.

Why has she never found her mother's grave?

That's because my mother's grave is here, within this mansion.

Just stay in this empty realm of the dead.

But now, she is here, watching everything like a moviegoer.

Witnessed the reunion of mother and father's love and the tragic separation.

However, the person who suffered the most was obviously right next to her.

The scene in front of him still existed, but Grand Duke Barlow, who was standing in front of the tombstone and letting the heavy rain pour on him, was completely soaked.

It was the father, Grand Duke Barlow, who personally placed his daughter's body into the tomb.

Except for Archduke Barlow, no one knew what kind of pain he was enduring at that time.

The real Grand Duke Barlow on the side slowly spoke:

"After she died, I used necromancy magic to summon Shelley's ghost, hoping to hear her long-cherished wish during her lifetime."

"That sentence just now is what she wanted to tell me at the end."

Don't blame him.

Shelley hoped to use her long-cherished wish to eliminate the resentment in the heart of Archduke Barlow.

The kingdom and empire had already fought once before.

She doesn't want the two countries to fall into war again because of her.

"I promised her."

Archduke Barlow's voice continued to ring in his ears.

Aurelion's heart trembled slightly like broken crystal.

An understatement of agreement, what kind of pain is hidden behind it.

She couldn't imagine it.

At this time, the Grand Duke Barlow, who represented his father, disappeared in front of the tombstone.

"Go over and see her."

Grand Duke Barlow's voice sounded softly like a breeze.

So, Aurelion dragged her heavy body and slowly moved forward.

Standing in front of the tombstone, she carefully looked at the stone tablet standing where her mother was buried.

Engraved on it was the name that belonged to Aurelion's mother.

Shelley Barlow.

Aurelion reached out and touched the cold tombstone.

Under the tombstone and buried in the soil are her relatives, her biological mother, the person who brought her into this world.

At this moment, she felt a profound loneliness.

In her undead state, she seemed to experience the loneliness of death.

Immediately afterwards, a deeper thought emerged in my mind.

The longings in her heart rushed to her brain.

Like a torrent that surged out between the rock walls after a landslide and the earth cracked, her heart was filled.

She knew clearly that her mother had been sleeping here for a long time and should not be disturbed.

She also knew that her mother's body under the tombstone had rotted and withered, perhaps even the bones had dissipated.

But she controls undead magic and has the ability to override life and death.

At this moment, she longed deeply, longing to resurrect her mother and hear her death with her own ears.

"Those who die are destined not to return."

Just as the track of the soul is blurred by the depth of the canyon, the madness that is about to burst out is taken back by the echo of Archduke Barlow.

Aurelion raised her head suddenly, as if awakened from a dream.

Just now, she was almost going crazy and straying into undead magic.

Just like the group of necromancers buried at the bottom of Guanta Prison.

Crazy and blasphemous.

However, she couldn't imagine it.

It was obvious that even her daughter, whom she had never met, had such strong thoughts.

So, as a father, Archduke Barlow.

When looking at his daughter's grave, his heart is so broken and so desperate.

He is the most legendary necromancer in the world.

He even admitted it himself.

Necromantic magic is magic that can resurrect the dead.

But even so.

He still suppressed the raging despair.

Just for the bottom line in my heart, the determination to never blaspheme life and death.

Aurelie stood quietly, looking at the tombstone washed away by the heavy rain, with a complicated mood on her face.

Pain and emotion were intertwined, like a gurgling stream flowing through her heart.

She had never seen her biological mother, and she didn't even know what her mother's eyes looked like.

In contrast, having never received maternal love made her feel that this love was so far away.

But she knew it.

Buried beneath this dead place was one of her two closest relatives in her life.

Aurelion raised her head and took a deep breath.

Looking at Grand Duke Barlow, he asked as if he mustered up the courage:

"Can I get her some gifts?"

Archduke Barlow didn't say much, he just nodded silently and acquiesced to her behavior.

So, Aurelion took out a small gift box from her arms.

She knelt down and took out the items in the box.

It's a little crystal ball.

Inside the crystal ball, a small red brick house is covered with thick white snow.

There are several small but lush coniferous trees standing around, and their branches are also bent by the snow.

Snowflakes fluttering in the crystal ball seem to reflect the quiet winter day.

Grand Duke Barlow looked at it, and his cloudy eyes opened slightly.

Perhaps, this is also a novelty that he has never seen before.

Aurelion gently turned the clockwork behind the crystal ball.

The next moment, white snow began to slowly fall inside the crystal ball, and the bottom of the crystal ball also emitted light.

Along with the music like a music box, ticking sounded.

Aurelion stood up again and turned to Archduke Barlow to explain:

"This is a birthday gift that Teacher Victor ordered for me from a dwarf councilor."

The crystal ball in the light is extremely conspicuous and extremely precious.

Although its value is not clearly defined.

But Aurelion cherished it.

Because for her, it contained heart-warming meaning.

The next second, gentle starlight bloomed from the crystal ball.

It seems like a blooming colorful flower, flooding the surrounding space.

The thick green fog in the space was penetrated by countless tiny shimmers of light, blending into the endless nothingness in all directions.

The sky flooded by starlight was like a slightly trembling lake. The light swayed slightly, and light white catkins fell down one after another covering the vastness of the sky.

The tombstone in front of him also became illusory, and a huge red shadow flickered in and out of sight in the center of the space.

Soon, a warm house covered in white snow and made of red bricks appeared out of thin air in the huge cemetery to replace the cold stone monuments.

Several bent coniferous trees grew out of thin air around them, supporting the heavy snow.

Every snowflake falling on the palm of your hand carries a unique temperature.

In an instant, the rain in the sky stopped, and all that was left was a warm embrace of snow flying all over the sky, embracing this space completely and tenderly.

Aurelion raised her head and looked at the sky, with a trace of reluctance in her eyes.

Close your eyes and carefully feel the warmth falling on your face:

"To me, that's the best gift."



Warm white snow is still falling from the sky, and a red brick house stands in the center.

But the only one standing in front of the house was Grand Duke Barlow.

Warm white snow covered Archduke Barlow's body, and apart from the soft warmth, he could not feel the slightest bit of coldness.

Near this realm of the dead, long and light music sounds every second.

"Ding..ding..ding..."

Grand Duke Barlow looked at the small crystal ball placed on the window sill of the house, closed his eyes, and seemed to be listening to the light music.

Aurelion was gone, but here she was, leaving a gift.

That was her gift to her mother.

Archduke Barlow raised his head and felt the warmth falling on his face:

"You gave birth to a wonderful baby."

"She looks a lot like you."

The sound of wind rose in this cozy realm of the dead, and the slowly floating white snow in the sky also rolled gently.

It was as if he was responding to the Grand Duke’s words.

The Grand Duke seemed to have heard something and asked

"Do you want to see her one last time?"

He took a deep breath and was silent for a long time.

It seems like a difficult decision is being made.

Finally, he opened his cloudy eyes, looked at the house in front of him, and gently pressed the cane. The next moment, a ghostly shadow flew out of the house.

The white snow above the sky floated leisurely, falling on the invisible body of the ghost, revealing the outline of a woman.

But she couldn't see her face clearly.

She followed Archduke Barlow's body, slightly surrounding him for a few weeks, and finally gave him a cold hug.

Soon, the ghost floated towards the sky until it left this realm of the dead.

Leaving these tombstones and the heavy snow in the sky.

At this moment, the Grand Duke closed his eyes completely.

He stood in the wind and snow,

The rickety body seemed to have been relieved of a lot of burdens, and it slowly lifted upwards.

Letting himself blend into the white catkins rolling all over the sky, he exhaled a heavy breath.

She has been waiting here for sixteen years. On the day Aurelion arrived, her sixteen years of obsession was finally released.

The heavy snow is still falling, and the branches of the coniferous trees are bent even more.

But the snow drifted into my eyes.

It was so blurry that I could no longer see a moment of peace.