The night is crushed by the red sun, and the dawn spits out the light of the morning.

The buildings in the territory are as light and crystal as light as a veil under the soft baptism of dawn.

Aurelian got up early in the morning and got into the carriage with Archduke Barlow.

This morning, she and her grandfather will patrol the territory together.

Aurelian sat in the carriage, the dull sound of the wheels of her fellow carriages rolling across the stone path.

And when her gaze inadvertently swept over the empty seat next to her, she couldn't help but purse her lips, feeling a little lost in her heart.

Every morning, Mr. Victor and Mr. Gwen practice swordsmanship.

They have been in this habit for a long time, rain or shine, almost without interruption.

At the very least, there were those of the Order who were guarding Aurelian's side to keep the princess safe.

So, she looked through the car window, her dark eyes cast into the distance of the territory.

She had come back in such a hurry last night that Aurelian hadn't had time to see her grandfather's territory.

Everything in front of you and the view on the road are completely different from last night.

The city of dawn is very different from the tranquility of last night, as if the veil has been lifted to reveal her true face.

The streets and alleys are bustling with people, and the sound of shops and pedestrians talking one after another.

The sound of horses' hooves echoed through the streets, and the sunlight pierced through the mist and sprinkled on the stone bricks, shedding a warm sun.

The smell of fireworks in the world seems to come back to life after a short night's sleep, bringing warmth to this cold city.

As the carriage marched through the street, the pedestrians on the street, looking at the crest of the Grand Duke of Barlow, flashed to the side and bowed, their eyes showing great admiration.

Aurelian could not see any sign of resentment in their expressions.

It seems that this grandfather's governance has been recognized and loved by many people.

Looking at the bustling city in the sun, it seems like last night's dead territory shouldn't exist here.

Of course, Aurelian also knows the reason for all this.

Last night, their convoy and horses had been walking through the field of the dead.

All around were engulfed in the dark green smoke, and the sight was naturally dead silent.

When they returned to the real world, they were already inside the mansion of Grand Duke Barlow.

In other words, the huge city of the dead at that time was actually essentially the back of the real city, a reflection in the territory of the dead.

And that realm of the dead is turned upside down, and this extremely lively city is located.

But it was clear that the convoy and the number of horses were so large, and so many people were walking through the realm of the dead, that it did not even affect the reality.

This naturally confirms what Archduke Barlow said.

The dead should not set foot in the realm of the living.

In that case, Grandpa, will he agree to that matter to Count Laurean?

Thinking about it, Aurelian wanted to ask tentatively.

She hesitated again and again, but finally plucked up her courage and said cautiously:

"Grandpa, can necromancers really resurrect the dead?"

But the Grand Duke of Barlow did not reply to her at once, he held his cane quietly with both hands, his eyes closed as statues, motionless.

After a long while, he slowly replied:

"Yes."

Aurelian was a little surprised, she didn't expect her grandfather to answer so cheerfully.

So, she asked tentatively:

"Do you know Earl Laurean?"

When Grand Duke Barlow heard the name, his eyes slowly opened, and his gaze fell sharply on Aurelian's face.

His eyes were deep and cloudy with majesty, and the cold aura naturally flowed out, making Aurelian pause slightly.

Still, she continued:

"On the night we came to the kingdom, we were entertained by Count Laurean."

"He ......"

"Don't talk about it yet."

Grand Duke Barlow indifferently stopped her, and the atmosphere in the carriage instantly became indifferent.

She was clever and immediately recognized the emotions of Archduke Barlow.

That's right, if it can really be resurrected so easily, how can there be so many yin and yang separations.

And, as well as her mother......

“…… I know. ”

Aurelian lowered her eyebrows and nodded weakly.

Archduke Barlow took a deep breath and closed his eyes again, as if unwilling to say anything more.

The atmosphere in the carriage warmed up slightly, and the goosebumps on Aurelian's body dissipated a little because of the cold, and slowly receded.

At this time, a deep voice slowly sounded:

"Laurien has asked me more than once, but I have only one answer."

"There's no way I'm going to resurrect her daughter."

He opened his eyes again, and looked out the carriage window, with a hint of melancholy and regret in his eyes.

"It is a blasphemy against the dead, and it is disrespectful to the living."

By this time, the carriage had already driven between the fields of the territory.

Many peasants stepped into the earth with their feet and waved their hoes in their hands, beads of sweat flashing in the bright light.

Every time you swing a farm tool, sweat falls into the soil with the swing of your muscles.

A farmer straightened up, gasped for breath, greeted a friend in the distance, and waved his arm.

The wrinkles on their faces were together, and they were smiling brightly in the sun.

Looking at these peasants, the Grand Duke spoke slowly;

"These farmers, they know each other, they know each other, and they live exactly the same life every day."

Almost all of the daylight is spent farming, and the only time in the evening is for family and friends.

They're almost like mechanical gears, spinning and turning, day in and day out.

Life rarely has new ideas, and only a few trivial things may become their after-dinner conversations.

"What do you think would happen if one of these people suddenly died?"

Aurelian listened to her grandfather's words, lost in thought, and a picture gradually appeared in her mind.

Maybe one night, the family was lying in bed, never able to open their eyes again, and their bodies no longer had any warmth.

The family sat around the deceased and was very sad.

Friends gathered to mourn him.

However, life does not stop with the death of a person, and they still have to deal with today's farm work.

When the elders die, the juniors take their place and re-embark on a path that repeats to death.

"But what if he rises again and returns to these people?"

In that case, it's a thriller story.

Perhaps his family would be very happy, even excited.

But in society, this person has actually been erased.

Everyone accepted his death, but the deceased lifted the coffin board again and crawled out of the grave.

No one will accept a resurrected undead.

"The dead should be silent."

The Grand Duke spoke slowly.

Aurelian listened and nodded, but turned her head a little puzzled.

"But...... If you say that the dead should not set foot in the realm of the living, why did you help Count Laurean to leave his daughter's soul in the mansion? ”

Aurelian was completely hopeless.

She was just curious, if things were as Archduke Barlow had said, then wasn't the ghost of Count Laurean's daughter contradicting her grandfather's explanation?

"The retainers in Earl Laurien's palace are aware of Prisis' existence, and letting her soul reside in the castle will not disturb the outside world."

"But the resurrection doesn't."

Archduke Barlow's mood was indifferent, and he slowly spoke:

"Aurelian, you have to remember."

"This time I started, and what will come in the future is more trouble."

And......

He continued:

"If Laurion wants his daughter, not an obedient skeleton."

"Then he shouldn't have come to ask me."

Aurelian was slightly stunned, as if she hadn't been able to react.

At this time, Archduke Barlow looked out the window.

The carriage drew closer to the mansion, and through the window, the tall castle-like mansion had crossed the walls.

"We're almost there."

"What do you want for breakfast?"

……

After breakfast, Aurelian sat down on a wooden chair in the courtyard.

Looking at the brightly colored clusters, I wondered how I could learn necromantic magic.

Xiang Zilan stood respectfully beside her with a shallow smile on her face.

Aurelian held out a hand to Vanilla.

Although his eyes looked at Xiang Zilan, his eyes did not focus on Xiang Zilan's body.

In her mind, she struggled to remember the necromancy used by Grand Duke Barlow.

Remember, necromancy needs to be connected to the realm of the dead.

But she had no idea how to enter the realm of the dead.

Moreover, the necromancy used by her grandfather did not require formation construction at all, and her ability and talent that she could learn at a glance could not see through the mysteries.

However, if you can learn necromancy, it means that you can become stronger and be praised more by your teachers and father.

Maybe she doesn't need her grandfather, she can resurrect Count Laurien's daughter and pay off the favor that Teacher Victor owes to the other party.

That's right, the reason why Aurelian is so concerned about this matter is because this matter was promised by Teacher Victor.

If she could help Mr. Victor, she would definitely give it a try.

Aurelian is only fifteen years old, and even if she shows maturity beyond her peers on the outside, she will always have naïve thoughts.

How to help Teacher Victor is her most naïve idea.

But Aurelian didn't know it.

She thought about the necromancy that her grandfather had used yesterday, and her palms were open, as if groping for the sensations in it.

Staring at Vanilla, the magic in Aurelian's body surged.

Then, Aurelian pointed at Xiangzilan and suddenly shouted:

"Change for me!"

"Meow?"

The rush of magic and Aurelian's voice startled Vanilla.

However, nothing happened.

Seeing this, Aurelian put away her hand and sighed a little disappointed.

Sure enough, it's still too far to master the necromancy.

Also, after all, she has only just seen the stage of pig running, and she hasn't really eaten pork yet.

When her grandfather teaches her again, maybe she will be able to learn it.

At this time, she touched Xiang Zilan's head and comforted Xiang Zilan's fragile heart that had just been frightened.

At this time, a foreign secretary came at a busy trot, as if looking for someone.

He looked around, and the moment he saw Aurelian, he hurriedly ran over.

"Your Royal Highness, I've found you!"

"Huh?"

Aurelian was a little confused.

Why are you in such a hurry, has something happened?

Seeing that the princess was a little confused, the minister hurriedly explained:

"Your Highness, have you forgotten?"

"King August specially invited you to participate in today's auction in the royal city, and you agreed yesterday?"

"I have informed Count Victor that he should be ready to ......"

Before she finished speaking, Aurelian stood up and said directly:

"I see, I'll go get ready now."

(I didn't wake up until four o'clock, I wrote one and sent it up, I didn't eat for a day, I had dinner and then wrote the next chapter, woo woo)