The Northern Immortal Courtyard is more like a heavily guarded fortress castle where the "notorious" undead are imprisoned and brought in from all over the continent. Not all undead are qualified to be imprisoned here, they are not undead who still have sanity and maintain strong combat effectiveness, at least when they first arrive here.

It is conceivable that the White Sect garrison stationed here to guard the undead is not vegetarian, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most elite sect army.

The entire building of the Immortal Courtyard and its cells are made of high-hardness granite stone mixed with a special alchemical binder, and are also reinforced with defensive formation seals of magic and even magic. That's why the mighty undead, who wear stones with their bare hands and can crush iron with their feet, are imprisoned in seemingly rudimentary cells until they become living corpses, and cannot escape.

In addition, the entire Immortal Courtyard is actually built on an "isolated island" behind the cliff, and there is a "moat" between the isolated island and the land that ordinary people cannot cross. The moat is like a natural "moat", unless the drawbridge is lowered from within the Immortal Courtyard, it is impossible for anyone to enter and exit the Immortal Courtyard with human strength.

At this time, the Immortal House was a real island, an island that trapped the living and the dead.

From this side of the mountain, Oscar saw a campfire starry above the walls of the Immortal Courtyard, and even soldiers standing guard and patrolling. A living person, Oscar can "smell" the breath of a living person, which is an instinct possessed by the undead. The breath of the living, which is also the smell of the living soul, is an incomparably delicious temptation for the undead, and the undead without sanity cannot restrain this desire.

None of the undead in this group of undead who stayed in front of the Drawbridge of the Immortal Courtyard were alive, but it could not be ruled out that there were still undead people with sanity. Is their purpose merely to honor the will of the White Sect Master, or to devote themselves to it in order to fulfill their duties during their lifetime?

……

A dull horn sounded from the sentry on the city wall, and it was clear that the arrival of this group of undead had alerted the entire undead house.

"St. Greif, Grand Knight of the Krasno Fortress St. Greif asks to see Warden Bernard, just to obey the will of our Lord God and serve the glory of our Lord God, the knights who have come from afar from Carrasno ask to escort the blasphemer into the House of the Dead......"

The Grand Knight in full armor shouted to the soldiers at the head of the city, and he and his men were so wrapped in armor that they could not see a single eye, except for the undead who were imprisoned in chains. In addition to the man who claimed to be a grand knight, his men were dressed entirely as knights, not in the armor of ordinary soldiers.

It can be seen that this is an elite army composed entirely of knights, and it is worth noting that each of them carries more or less supply bags, even the big knights have a water bag around their waists. Behind the team, there were even three knights dragging supplies on the sled.

For the human knights on the expedition, even if they can't do "grain and grass first", then at least they must be equipped with corresponding materials with the army.

Therefore, this team of centaurs, except for the war horses that a knight should have, makes it impossible to completely see from the appearance that they will be immortal.

What exactly do they want to do? Oscar crouched in the snowdrift and watched.

"My lord! The man who claimed to be the Grand Knight St. Greif asked to see him outside the city, and he said he knew you. We can't tell if they're undead...... He led ten knights, as well as five undead. ”

"St. Greif, he said he was St. Greif?" Warden Bernard frowned, a look of surprise and surprise flashing from his eyes. He remembered his former comrade in distress, with whom he had been drinking and parting with Greif two years earlier when he had gone to the Immortal Hospitalylum.

Oh, now I'm going to call him St. Greif, the Grand Knight of Carrasno belonged to him, but he resolutely gave up that position for the sake of his former brotherhood, and came to the House of the Dead, a place where birds don't.

I didn't expect to see him again, is it really the Lord God who is blessing? His mind couldn't help but fall into the eventful years of the past......

"My lord, the ravens that flew in the Holy City a few days ago, and Krasno fell a month ago. Grand Knight...... There was no news. The adjutant reminded in a deep voice, pulling the warden back from his memory.

"You mean he's dead?" Bernard was a little angry.

"No, sir...... According to the order of the Holy City Sect Master, the Immortal House prohibits the undead from being imprisoned again. Also, beware of apostate undead knights. The adjutant hurriedly lowered his head in response.

"Hmph, I'll find out if they're undead, though I'm sure Greif's faith is as good as either you or me."

With that said, Warden Bernard couldn't wait to leave for the city.

"Big Brother Bernard! Is it really you? I'm Greif, you don't recognize me. The Lord God is above, and we have finally come to you alive after all the hardships. At the same time, the Grand Knight took off his helmet and revealed a face that was no different from that of a normal person.

And this also made Bernard's words suffocate back into his stomach, and he was relieved to see the unchanged faces of his former comrades, he is still alive and well, isn't he? "Greif, I'm so glad you're still alive, I really sweated for you when I received the news of the fall of Carrasno a few days ago, I didn't expect to see you here when I said goodbye to Carrasno three years ago."

"Three years? Brother Bernard, I'm afraid you're mistaken, I remember it was Winter Night two years ago, didn't you? I will always remember your kindness to me all my life, and the original Great Knight also belonged to you......"

"Okay, there's no need to mention the past, it's just that I remember that the Great Sect Master has issued a ban on escorting the undead to the Immortal Courtyard again, but you ...... Of course I don't mind your coming, you know what I mean. ”

"I'm sorry Big Brother Benard, you know that after the fall of Carrasno a month ago, we lost contact with the Holy City. With that, more legions of the undead swept across the northern county of Thorrond, and if it weren't for their goal of the Holy City, I might not have been able to make it here alive. Fortunately, I know that you are still here, Brother Bernard, and that you are the closest legion to Carrasno, so I have to come here with the captured undead to ask for your support. ”

"The undead are poisonous, and we should indeed fight to the last moment for the glory of the Lord God. St. Greif, it is not easy for you to survive to this point, but I still have to do my duty, and I must trouble the knights in my armor to remove your helmets and let us know that you are faithful believers in the Lord God. ”

Bernard's bottom line, if only one of them became undead, then he wouldn't risk lowering the drawbridge of the undead house and letting them in, even if it was his comrade Greif.

……

At the signal of the Grand Knight, each of the ten knights removed their helmets.