The white walls are dotted with fresh green vines, and the brown rhizomes on the wall can be faintly seen through the gaps in the leaves.

In the sun, a flock of white doves flew overhead.

The streets were bustling with people. There are hawkers, there are passing travelers, and there are caravans coming from afar.

The blacksmith was striking iron on the side of the street, making a tinkling sound.

The clown tosses a ball on the side of the road, drawing applause.

The towering hump looks like an island in the ocean in the crowd, which is very strange.

The so-called White City is not as cold as its name. On the contrary, there is a lot of life everywhere here.

Looking up, Gray could see that the balconies on both sides of the street were full of clothes, some of which had just been dried, and were dripping with water. There are young women holding wooden sticks and constantly slapping the sheets, and some little girls are lying on the balcony and stretching their necks to look down.

A child was playing with a ball on the balcony when the missed ball hit Paz, who caught it and threw it back.

"Thank you!" the child said happily to Paz holding the ball.

A stage was set up at the corner of the street, and several actors gleefully performed a new play, drawing laughter from the onlookers.

As he walked across the arched bridge, Gray saw flocks of white geese passing by the bridge. The moss on the masonry of the arch bridge has a slippery feel to the touch.

Two old men were fishing on the bridge, blowing their beards and glaring at who caught a bigger fish.

On the edge of the bridge, several aunts were arguing with their waists because they didn't know something, and their voices were so loud that they could be heard throughout Baicheng.

It was full of people, everyone was talking and doing things, and everything was gathered into Gray's mind through magic, and all kinds of people formed a colorful picture, and Gray was stupid to see.

Underground, even the most powerful lich city-states don't have such an impact. Although there are many undead there, most of them have no autonomous consciousness and are just mechanical beings.

And here, every person, every life, is an independent individual. All the time, new stories are happening. These stories are undoubtedly fatal to a boring lich.

"Knight, Knight, Knight, Knight!"

A group of children ran after Irene's group, holding out small hands to Gray.

"What do they want?" said Gray, turning back to Path.

"They want a reward. Paz reached into his trouser pocket and tossed a few copper plates.

All of a sudden, the children were boiling.

"I see. Gray reached out and touched it, but it was a silver coin. In fact, he only had silver coins. He was also thrown out.

So, this time it was not only the children who were boiling, but even the adults on the street joined the ranks of the robbery, and the scene was chaotic, and even the team had to stop temporarily.

"Is that so?" Gray looked back to find his companions looking at him with wide eyes. Including Irene.

"What's wrong? Am I not doing the right thing?" asked Gray.

"No, you're doing the right thing. Irene said with a polite smile.

When Irene passed by, almost half of them would stop what they were doing and take off their hats to greet Irene in advance. Irene smiled politely back.

Naturally, Gray, the closest "stranger" to Irene on a tall horse, became the focus of everyone's attention. Countless people were nodding and saluting him, and the hot eyes made Gray a little fluttery.

"I loved it here. Soon, Gray concluded, "It's what it's like to be alive!"

"Wake up, you've been dead for a long time. The black cat sneered behind him.

"I'm just figuratively, figuratively. Besides, don't you think the Lich is actually another form of life?"

"I don't think so!"

"'Everything that is alive, that exists, that has its own consciousness, is life. This is what the Bible says. ”

"Damn! you're really looking at that thing!" Black Cat suddenly thought to himself, "A Lich is reading the Knight's Guide to Maturity," which doesn't sound that bad.

Luckily, the priests don't wear full-body armor, and the lich can't pretend.

"Mr. Gray. With a pen in one hand and a notebook in the other, Abby Robles rode to Gray's other side and whispered to Gray, "You don't have a place to live in the White City, so we are going to arrange you in the castle." You're just living with the guards, okay?"

"I need a separate room. ”

"Of course, and we'll arrange the best room for you to stay in! Plus, once you're settled, I'll get someone to come and measure it and forge a new armor for you as soon as possible." And the armor of the horse too. ”

"Forging new armor?"

"Yes. It's okay that you don't want others to see what you look like, and Miss Irene has agreed. But you should at least change to a more decent set of armor. After all...... You are now one of the most important knights of the Belsel family. Of course, Miss Irene will pay for all the costs of replacing weapons and armor for you. ”

Gray thought for a moment, and replied casually, "Okay." ”

"Okay, that's it!" Bowing her head, Abby Robles began to record it in her notebook.

"Have you figured it out? He's going to forge new armor for both you and the Bone Horse. The black cat asked expressionlessly.

"Any questions?"

"Do you want to measure?"

"And then?"

"Then, when they take off your armor and that of the Skeleton Horse, they will be surprised to see that you are two skeletons. The new baron of the House of Belsil is a lich. This news is enough for the entire continent to discuss for half a month. ”

Bonnie stopped in fright, and was bumped into by Mike, who was walking behind.

"What's wrong?"

"No! nothing!" Gray shook his head and rode on his bony horse, but his spine was cold.

Finally, they walked through the crowded streets and came to the castle of the Bessier family, located in the center of the White City.

It has to be said that compared to the castle of the Bessier family, the castle of Count Caspar, or any of the lich's castles that Gray had seen underground, was too subgrade.

It is not so much for military defense as it is for real and inhabited purposes.

The towering white walls look like snow-capped mountains from a distance. It was only after walking through the wide moat and passing the heavily guarded castle gates that the real mansion of the Böshir family appeared in front of Gray.

The outer walls of the castle are large enough to enclose a small town, but inside the walls, instead of the imaginary towers, there is an empty garden.

Compared to the crowded streets of White City, the whole world seems to have suddenly opened up.

The straight and spacious cobblestone path is lined with verdant gardens filled with a variety of finely tended flowers and plants, birds chirping, and delicate sculptures.

In front of the straight, there is a huge square, and in the middle of the square is a fountain. The water splashes like raindrops, and even rainbows can be faintly seen. The water flowed in all directions along the hand-dug stream, nourishing everything in the garden, and flowing out of the castle's waterways into the moat.

At the end of the left is a church with a tall bell tower and colorful glass wall paintings. It was the private chapel of the Basil family and the tallest building in the entire White City.

At the end on the right, there is a small, free-standing, thick fortress. It was inhabited by the Bessil family's personal guards, with its own small squares, stables, training grounds, and even a racecourse.

If you follow the stone path in the middle, you will come to a white building covered with vines. It was a three-story mansion that seemed to be so delicate that it only appeared in fairy tales.

At the entrance of the house are two sculptures of knights five meters high, riding horses and holding spears, and underneath the sculptures are manicured gardens in regular shapes.

As he led his horse through the castle gates, Gray was stunned. If he had eyelids, he would probably open his eyes wide to show his shock. Unfortunately, there was nothing in his hollow holes, so he could only stand there and look around. Use clumsy movements to show that he has never seen anything like this.

Yes, never seen it.

Not even the most powerful lich in the earth has ever had such a castle. It's not that they can't build it, it's that they can't imagine it at all. The life of the lich is magic except magic, probably because life is so long that there is no end, they don't know how to cherish it, and they can't learn to enjoy it. So much so that no matter how many years a lich lives, even if he can raze the entire duchy with one hand, it is impossible for him to have a mansion like a duke.

For the Lich, it's like another world.

Well, this would have been another world.

"Hey, don't stay still, everybody's watching you. The black cat said coldly.

Gray was startled, only to realize that he had fallen to the back of the line. Everyone else stopped and watched him in silence. The bone horse snorted even more, and seemed to be ashamed of having such a master who had never seen the world.

"What's wrong?" asked Irene.

"No, no!" Gray quickly shook his head and stepped along.

Turning her face sideways, Irene continued to discuss the next matter with Abby Robles.

"Will Gray's armor be ready tonight?"

"Tonight? It's too rushed, it's impossible. ”

"Then find a similar set for him to wear. Tonight I would like to invite all the nobles of the city over and have a ball. They should all know that I'm back with the army, and I must meet them. Maybe they have something to say, or maybe they want to hear from me. If it is delayed until tomorrow, I am afraid that they will have some bad guesses. Gray has to show up as the new baron, and I want them all to meet Gray. ”

"Understood, Miss Irene. I'll get it ready for you. Excuse me, is it an invitation to all the nobles of the White City?"

"Yes, all. ”

Gray walked behind and listened cautiously, a chill down his spine. He really has backbones!