Chapter 16: The Prom
The count is the lord, the duke is also the lord, and the "great" lord. But Gray has no idea how "big" it is, and even once struggled with why Ireen was obviously "smaller" than Count Caspar, why was he called a "big" lord?
After all, underground, the difference between a "big" lich and a "small" lich is the strength of the magic, which Gray can perceive. And human beings, it seems, can only be judged by their size.
As for the so-called superlord "King", at the very beginning, Gray should have imagined that he should be a giant......
Gray has figured out most of the less off-the-beaten-path concepts, such as fathers, daughters, and only daughters, in the past ten days, but he has no idea about some things that need to be referentially referenced.
I don't understand, and I don't dare to ask...... This is the portrayal of his daily life. The point is that the black cat who can ask casually often says the opposite, so much so that he doesn't know whether to believe it or not.
Human beings are really complex animals, and even when they die and become ghosts possessed by cats, they are still so complicated.
It has to be said that there are so many things that a lich needs to learn to integrate into human society, and what is worse is that these things are often "born to understand" by humans, so that he can't find a corresponding book in a bookstore to learn step by step.
Of course, even in the current situation, his progress is very fast. He's a clever lich after all.
Is there a fool in the Lich race?
When she accompanied Irene into the mansion, she was greeted by fifty or sixty servants lined up in two rows, dressed in uniform clothes. Gray was shocked by the pomp.
Turning around, Ireen stretched out her hands and said, "Everyone has worked hard, let's go back and rest first." We're going to have a dance party here tonight. When the time comes, you all come over for a moment. β
As she spoke, a large group of maids began to get busy.
Some took her cloak, some unfastened the gauntlets at her wrists, some took the long sword from her waist, and some helped her sweep the dust off her body. A new pair of shoes has been placed in front of Irene, and as soon as Irene's leg is lifted, someone will help her put them on.
Everything was so tacit, if it weren't for the fact that none of these people had magic fluctuations, Gray would have suspected that Ireen was using magic to manipulate her.
Of course, the average lich is more likely to manipulate the cloak, gauntlets, swords, and shoes than a bunch of skeletons to accomplish these things.
The knights, except Gray, saluted in unison, and then turned to leave.
"So...... Does the Great Lord mean that there are a lot of people under him?" asked Gray suddenly.
"No, it could also mean that the territory is very large, or the army is strong and the status is very high. Anyway, 'big' is a comprehensive concept. The black cat replied in a whisper.
"Are there so many factors? There is no specific standard? For example, how big a territory is a big and how many troops is a lot?"
'Nope. β
"That's so hard, do humans have to judge every day without a uniform standard, so they don't fight because of their differences?" Gray was surprised.
The black cat was very distressed by this new problem.
Liches are magical creatures themselves, and everything is demanding, all questions are asked, and they may even take out a ruler and measure every nook and cranny of the castle. This way of life is obviously going to drive humans crazy. At least the black cat, which was once human, is going crazy.
In addition to the servants, only Gray, Irene, and Abby Robles were left in the golden hall.
Ireen straightened her clothes with the help of the servants, while Gray stood still.
A maid walked up to Gray's side, saluted respectfully, and said, "Lord Baron, will you please give me your cat? β
"Good. Gray reached out and untied the rope that bound the black cat behind him, and then handed it to the maid with the skin on the back of its neck.
The black cat yawned lazily, looking like he was being slaughtered.
"Miss Irene, the Baron's room is ready. β
"Lead the way. With that, Irene looked at Gray and smiled and said, "Let's go, I'll show you your room." β
Gray nodded heavily.
Led by the maid, Ireen led Gray up the circular staircase to the second floor. Behind him was Abby Robles, the maid holding the black cat, and a large other group of maids.
Viewed from above, the living room of Irene Mansion is even more exquisite, shocking to Gray.
Red carpets, deer-headed ornaments, golden candlesticks, beautifully embroidered curtains, and floor-to-ceiling windows facing the backyard...... Each one seems to have been carefully thought out and carefully designed.
If it's a lich's castle, it's probably just a pile of rough stone floors and walls, and maybe the walls are leaking. There won't even be chairs, because the lich doesn't need one.
In fact, there will be no living room in the lich's castle at all, because they never have visitors except for the heroes who come to hunt for treasure. And to deal with human heroes, there is obviously no need for such a thing as a living room.
Walls hung with famous paintings, carpeted corridors, and sculptures every few steps. Gray was stunned. He looked down at the mud on his feet, hesitated whether he should use magic to remove the mud, and then turned back to find a long series of footprints behind him, and for a moment felt a little sorry for the carpet.
"It's okay Mr. Gray. Probably seeing Gray's struggle, Abby Robles whispered, "Someone will clean it up later." β
"Oh...... Good. β
Gray froze and walked on.
Gently pushing the room open, Gray appeared in front of a large room of fifty square meters. There are desks, bookshelves, fireplaces, beds, fine furnishings, delicate carvings and frescoes. There are also high floor-to-ceiling windows, spacious balconies. There is even a table and two rocking chairs on the balcony. There is also a tea set with delicate patterns on the table.
As a lich, Gray probably never dreamed that he would live in a room like this. There is no need to worry about being hunted down by Brutus, and there is no need to live here without being chased by humans.
Everything is prepared for yourself by others, and every corner is a surprise.
"How's that, do you like it?" asked Irene.
Turning around, Gray looked at Irene in a daze, and looked at it for a while, so much so that Irene thought he was not satisfied with his arrangement, and then whispered, "Great." β
"Huh?"
"Great! I love it so much!" Gray jumped for joy.
A large group of servants stared at the ecstatic Gray.
The black cat couldn't stand it anymore, sighed and muttered, "It's a shame......"
It was Irene, who just covered her lips and smiled: "If you like it, it's fine." β
The black cat broke free from the maid's grasp and jumped onto the soft bed.
The maid was startled and wanted to catch it, but found that neither Gray nor Irene seemed to object, so she could only retreat to Gray and Irene and say, "Then, we will send cat food and cat litter over later?"
Nodding her head in agreement, Ireen turned her face sideways, looked at Gray and said, "Then I'll go first, someone will bring lunch later." I have something to attend to at noon today, so you can eat it yourself. Probably you'll have to eat your own dinner. β
"Uh...... Good. β
Ireen and her servants left. As soon as the door closed, Gray jumped up again with joy.
"Can you stop jumping!" the black cat was furious.
"Why?" asked Gray.
"Don't you know you're wearing armor?
"It's easy!" Gray quickly closed all the curtains. All of a sudden, the whole room was pitch black, except for a few glimmers of light that penetrated through the cracks. Then, with all his hands and feet, Gray took off his armor and jumped ......
"Do you have to do that?"
"I just wanted to jump. β
The black cat was speechless.
What is it that the blind-eyed Holy Spirit could bestow such a feeble lich with powerful magical powers?
Well, it seems that the lich is not under the control of the Holy Spirit in the first place. If you think about it this way, at least the situation is not so incomprehensible.
After a few rounds of jumping the bed like a trampoline, Gray finally stopped, and lay on the bed and giggled. This is the standard lich laugh, but alas, what this lich does is really not scary.
"Miss Irene is so nice to me! Oh my God, such a nice room! She even asks me if I'm not satisfied? Is anyone dissatisfied?"
"Haven't you ever wondered why she's so nice to you?"
"Why?"
The black cat pretended to be deep and said: "Everything in this world has a price, and there is no free lunch. The fact that she is kind to you just shows how terrible the difficulties she is facing now are. Do you know how many troops does the king have? That's a lot more powerful than the knights who hunt you down in a town. So, I advise you to ...... Are you listening to meββ!"
Gray, who had already torn the sheet and draped it over his body, was covered in cotton, and turned his head sharply.
"Did you just hear what I said?"
"Uh...... You seem to be talking about the king, don't you? I didn't hear you. β
"Oh. β
"It's good, it's really good, I love it. Does this pattern have some kind of symbolic meaning? It looks like some kind of ancient writing. I want to use it to make a robe...... Well, maybe you don't have a chance to wear it, after all, you have to wear armor every day. What do you think of draped over the armor, though?" Gray pondered earnestly.
The black cat took a deep breath and exhaled shiveringly. I wanted to mention: "Have you forgotten that they are coming to measure your armor soon?"
Wouldn't it be more interesting for them to come out of nowhere?
However......
The blacksmith's arrival did startle Gray, but not the kind of surprise that Black Cat had expected.
After lunch, the blacksmith who helped Gray forge the new armor arrived.
Unexpectedly, he was extremely respectful of Gray, and did not raise any objections to Gray's request for only the armor shell. Even more accurately, he took the initiative to ask Gray how he should measure ......
The black cats were dumbfounded.
"Miss Irene must have told him!Miss Irene is such a good lord! I like her so much!" said Gray.
"Crazy! They are allowing a lich to remain in the human world! This is ignorance! More lichs will come soon! The whole world will be full of lichs, and it will still be the lich who will worship with the Bible and the "Knight's Guide to Maturity"! Then they will know that they are wrong!" said the black cat indignantly, even a little confused about which side he was on.
Gray selectively ignores his grievances.
Less than an hour after the blacksmith left, a brand new suit of armor closest to Gray's existing armor was delivered. Of course, this is not freshly forged, but found after comparing in the warehouse. It will take another month for the new armor.
After all, Gray has almost no requirements, and Irene's requirements are not low.
Of course, in any case, this temporary armor is not comparable to Gray's existing armor.
It used better steel plates, used more advanced forging techniques, and even the number of sheets was more than four times that of existing armor. This means that it is more flexible and comfortable. There's even a cotton cushion for cushioning on the inside, and a delicate carving on the outside.
In the sunlight, the standing armor radiates a magical sheen.
"At tonight's ball, please don this suit of armor to attend. β
"Okay. β
After the maid left, Gray changed into his armor before turning back and asking the black cat, "What is the ball?"
"It's a party where everyone dances together. The black cat replied with a numb expression.
Gray's mind recalls the voluptuous girl dancing in the tavern: "Oh, I know this. I can't remember the movements clearly, but it's okay, I can learn now!"
Helplessly, the black cat let out a long breath.