The meeting between the Paladin Gray and Pope Augsgo III, which took place in December 10754 in the Lion Capital of the Kingdom of Isaac, was considered a compromise between the Cardinals of the Holy See and Paladin Gray, a new beginning, and also marked the temporary end of the dispute caused by the appearance of the Paladin Gray.

The prestige of the Holy See rose with the successful rescue of the four paladins and the canonization of Gray as a Holy See saint. Of course, it is only rising, and it is still hovering at the trough. And Paladin Gray has reached a point where his prestige has increased because of the papal compromise. He has gained the dominance of almost the entire Southern Continent from religious affairs to secular rule, and no one will disobey him. At least not willing to disobey him in the open.

At this time, only a year and a half have passed since he appeared on this continent. The continent of Celtés ushered in a brief period of peace.

However, this peace was undoubtedly short-lived.

The decision to canonize Gray was made by the Pope, and according to historical records, there was a great deal of opposition to Gray within the Holy See, and even in the Cardinals. And with the Pope's "tolerance" of Gray, the voices that were originally latent against Gray began to surface one by one, and this time, they were not even bound by the Holy See.

Perhaps, this is not so much the end of a storm as the intermission of the storm. The problem has not been solved, it has only been temporarily stopped.

In June 10755 of the Holy Calendar, Gray Grugru, and Shelley Grugru, had a simple wedding in Salted Fish Harbor, the territory of Paladin Gray. Of course, if you want to describe it as "grand", it is also okay. Because all the countries on the entire continent, the Holy See, and even foreign forces including elves, dwarves, barbarians, and so on, sent out viewing groups.

Arguably the most glorious moment in the history of this humble seaside town of Salty Fish Harbour. At one point, the number of people in the group was larger than the local residents. This caused chaos for a time. Of course, the problem was quickly resolved, after all, no one wanted to mess with him at the Paladin's wedding.

And even at the wedding, Gray wore armor as always. This was a surprise to everyone. Shelley, the bride, doesn't seem to mind, though.

Well...... There's a catch. Many years later, everyone knew that Gray Grugrew was actually a lich. So, how did Shelley spend her wedding night?

Nobody knows.

I know, but I can't write. It's 404 when you write it out.

In the best known accounts, Paladin Gray and his wife have always been very affectionate, and were once regarded as a model couple, except for the fact that the husband never took off his mask. The depth of their relationship can also be clearly felt in the letters that Paladin Gray exchanged with his wife in various parts of the continent. There was hardly any contradiction between the two men.

In the memoirs of Shelley's personal maid, there is no mention of anything unusual. Aside from the small complaint that Shelley could tolerate a Vivian who was clearly in love with Gray living in their castle, and even having free access to their bedrooms, there was nothing strange to be found.

After getting married, Gray still led the Silver Moon Knights to walk all over the continent, continuing to implement the justice in his heart and being unswerving. It has also been giving the greatest support to reform. As a result, the Church remains his sworn enemy, and of course, the old aristocracy. However, after the Holy See's compromise, no one wanted to clash with him head-on. On many occasions, Pope Augsiger III played a calming role. According to known historical records, after that negotiation, there seems to have been some kind of mutual understanding and tacit understanding between Gray and Augsg III, and the two maintained a good friendship. They corresponded all the time. Of course, there was still a lot of argument between them in the letters, although this did not affect their approval of each other.

Little by little, the whole world seems to be moving in the direction Gray wants, although he still wields the power of the Demon Lord.

This state of affairs lasted until the year 10757 of the Holy Calendar. That is, the fourth year that Gray Grugrew appeared on the mainland.

This year, Paladins Gray and Shelley's first child was born, named Rich Grugru. It's a boy.

In the same year, Pope Augsig III died.

......

Northeast of the Celtic continent, the underworld.

The Underworld without light is always pitch black, and when there is light in the pitch-black Underworld, it usually means two possibilities. The first is a passage to the surface world. The other is dangerous.

The Lich's Castle is clearly the latter.

Teal Wraith Fires, the hallmark of Lich Territory, are like a swarm of mosquitoes or flies, chasing whatever interests them. It also provides a bit of eerie lighting.

Thousands of undead knights lined up on the flat ground, standing motionless. On the slope were countless skeleton infantrymen, also standing motionless, surrounded by various exquisite weapons of war. There are still more than a dozen bone dragons lying on the hills underground. Remain motionless all the same.

This is undoubtedly a large army, enough to crush any human nation on the continent. Or rather, all countries. Why are they all sitting quietly? Because they haven't received a new assignment for several years.

Since the last time he failed to hunt down the little lich named "Gray", Brutus seems to have become disillusioned with them and has stopped giving them new assignments. So, they had to stay honest. After all, they don't know what to do when they move.

There are all kinds of facilities in the human-like city-state, but all of them have come to a standstill, and the rats are running around and no one cares. The skeleton blacksmith with the hammer stood motionless, and the long sword in his hand that had not yet finished was already covered with cobwebs. But he didn't care. After all, the Castle of the Dead already has a mountain of military supplies, and it can't be used up. If he builds it, he will have a headache where to put it. Why don't you just stay like that......

It's all quiet.

Well, the undead are just such luxuries, and their infinite lifespans are squandered wantonly. Anyway, who cares?

There is only one place in the entire city-state built by the lich, and that is the large castle at the core.

It was a magnificent castle, very different from the castle of humans. It was several times larger than the castle of Grey Salty Harbor, with a dome connected to the underground space at the top, and all kinds of towers and buildings were built in a haphazard manner, without the slightest regularity, and in some places they were patched, as if they would collapse at any moment. Obviously, there was no such thing as a blueprint when the builder built it. From a distance, it looks like a huge stone pillar that has been created naturally.

At this moment, Brutus is in the castle and his fox friend Simon is working on a "big thing".

Two lichs stood on one left and one on the right. Don't ask me which one is Brutus, the lich looks the same, who knows which one is Brutus?

The lich on the left takes out a seed-like green glow from a small jar and emits a chilling glow, and puts it in a small pot filled with dirt in the middle, pressing it deep with his finger bones. Then he pulled out a bottle that looked like a blue crystal and dropped two drops of liquid into the dirt where the "seed" was.

"Okay, the next thing is to wait. Soon, you'll see a picture you'll never forget. I only have two of these seeds, and I brought them to show you because I have a very good relationship with you. Brutus, this is a testament to our friendship!"

"Oh, yes? That's an honor. ”

Well, on the left is Simon, and on the right is our former leader of the Northeast Underworld, Brutus. At this moment, Brutus's eyes were full of question marks.

"Come, let's go over there. Pulling Brutus, Simon walked to the corner of the lab. The two great lichs crouched in the corner, chatting and waiting.

"Simon, did you go to the last council meeting?"

"Didn't go, who has time to take care of that thing?"

"Do you know what was said?"

"I don't know. You're so curious why don't you go yourself?"

"I don't want to see that bitch Lucy, she's going to humiliate me every time she sees me. ”

Simon burst out laughing, and when he saw Brutus staring at him, the soul fire burning in his eyes, he quickly shut up.

"I'm sorry, it's a sad thing. I just remembered. Did the little guy who stole your ring catch it before?"

"No, he should have gone to the surface world. Sooner or later, I'm going to chop him up. If he hadn't stolen my ring, how could I have lost to that bitch Lucy?" Brutus held out a hand wearing five bone rings identical to Gray's, gritting his teeth, "One less ring makes my Holy Light less lethal than one-fifth." Otherwise, Lucy would have blasted me back into the Soul Crate. Now, according to the agreement, I will have to wait until ninety-five years and twenty-one three hours before I can challenge her again. ”

"Aren't all five of you?"

"I redid ten more just in case. ”

"Oh, that's a great idea. Speaking of which, that little lich is really knowledgeable, and he doesn't steal anything, but steals the 'Holy Light Ring'. ”

"Have you been fighting lately? It's okay to fight with heaven or hell, count me in. It's been a bit boring lately. I've been depressed for a while and want to get moving. ”

"I don't have a plan for the time being, I'll call you if you want to smash the field. Hey, it's on!"

With a scream from Simon, Brutus quickly turned his face away.

Right before their eyes, the pot full of earth began to move, and the magic began to gather! A small, silvery-white "horn" broke through the soil and began to grow at a very fast speed!

Simon was excited, Brutus was excited, and the two lichs were so nervous that they clenched their teeth!

Then something crazy happened, and the little horn grew bigger and bigger, and it directly crushed the basin, and collapsed the table where the basin was placed! But it was still growing! Crazy growth!

"See——! this is the 'Flower of Truth' from the North!"

"Damn!

Soon, the white "horn" turned into an iceberg-like object and was still growing! It crashed through the roof and crushed the floor! The castle was crushed and torn apart with a roar!

Roars, explosions, dust!

The two lichs hurriedly used their own magic to protect themselves, and finally escaped outside the castle.

The iceberg continues to grow.

They stood on the hillside, dumbfounded, and watched as the "iceberg" continued to grow wildly, until it completely occupied the original castle position and reached the dome, and then stopped.

Simon grabbed Brutus' hand and pointed at the iceberg and shouted, "Look! It's coming!

Brutus focused his attention on the iceberg.

Then, under their watchful eye, a silvery-white bud grew from the top of the iceberg, and with a "poof" sound, it bloomed!

"See no! see no!" exclaimed Simon.

Brutus was stunned: "That...... I want to ask what this flower is for?"

"Why are you so superficial? Do things have to be useful? You are narrow-minded!" Simon said solemnly, "This is the power of nature, blossoming, the iceberg blooming! Isn't that exciting enough?"

"So...... It's over?"

"Of course, what do you want to do with the iceberg blooming?"

"What about my castle ......"

"Huh, the castle?" Simon looked back and saw that the castle had turned into a pile of rubble under the iceberg.

A gentle breeze blew, kicking up dust everywhere. A skeleton soldier with half of his body crushed staggered past the rubble, "snapped", and fell apart.

The lich's cloaks fluttered slightly in the wind, and both froze.

"Brutus! I suddenly remembered that there was something urgent, so I went first!"

"Why don't you stop me!"

A flash of light descended from the sky, but Simon was gone.

"Next time we have time, we will continue our friendship of four thousand years!, but I am afraid that the next ten thousand years will not be free!" Simon's voice echoed in the air.

"Don't let me find you if you have the ability——!" Brutus roared, he was already trembling with anger, "From today onwards, I'm going to put you and that little lich on the hunt list!

"Don't miss me too much!" Simon's voice came from afar.

Angry, this mess still has to be cleaned up.

"Wake me up!

So, the huge army of the undead was awakened, but instead of going to war, they dropped their weapons and went to repair the castle.

In other words, it has become a pile of rubble, and there is not even a broken wall, can this castle still be repaired?

Helplessly, Brutus wandered through the rubble, the damn iceberg was still melting, and the water was still rushing under his feet, making everything wet. This is very unfriendly to the lich of Higan.

Suddenly, he seemed to see something on a pile of bricks in the middle of the water, and he froze for a moment. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the thing flew towards him.

"A book? Hey, I don't think I've read this book. How could there be a book in the castle that I hadn't read? Simon? Well...... Lich Paladin?"

Towards Krimasa Volume III: The Lich Saints [End]

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