Unfamiliar words escaped her lips, and Aurelion was stunned in the graveyard.
She covered her mouth in surprise, her pupils slowly contracting as she stared straight ahead.
The old man's body seemed to shrink in the rain, becoming increasingly hunched over.
It was as if he had aged decades in a single breath, incredibly strange.
When her body stopped bending downwards, Aurelion looked at the old man in front of her and finally felt a sense of familiarity.
That was her maternal grandfather.
Festan Barlow.
The eerie green flame was pierced by the torrential rain, and the icy raindrops lashed against her body.
Even in the undead state, one can feel a chill that penetrates to the bone.
A cool breeze always blows around this cemetery, carrying a chilly feeling.
Her body was trembling, covered in goosebumps from the cold.
Although they cannot be seen while in undead form.
Suddenly, the torrential rain stopped.
Aurelion looked up and saw the dense rows of stone tablets still being battered by the torrential rain, splashing up a chaotic spray of water.
The figure of the Grand Duke appeared beside my line of sight.
The Grand Duke stood beside her, holding an umbrella to shield Aurelion from the wind and rain.
His cloudy eyes also looked in the direction of his destination.
“That is my daughter, Shelley, and also your mother.”
"I know you came because of her."
Aurelion remained silent for a moment.
Indeed, Aurelion came to the Kingdom of Kant to visit her deceased mother.
But her grandfather didn't give her that opportunity directly.
Aurelion didn't even know where her mother's body was buried after it was sent back to the kingdom.
And now, Aurelion finally knows.
Why was she unable to find her mother's grave?
That's because my mother's grave is right here, within this mansion.
It remains in this desolate and empty realm of the dead.
And now, she is here, watching everything unfold like a moviegoer.
He witnessed the union of his mother's and father's love and their tragic separation.
However, the person suffering the most was right beside her.
The scene before him remained, but the Archduke of Barlow, standing in front of the tombstone and letting the torrential rain drench him, was completely soaked.
It was Grand Duke Barlow, the father, who personally placed his daughter's body into the tomb.
Apart from the Archduke of Barlow, no one knows the extent of his suffering at that time.
The real Grand Duke Barlow slowly spoke up:
"After her death, I used necromancy to summon Shelley's spirit, wanting to hear her last wish."
"That last sentence was what she wanted to tell me in the end."
Don't blame him.
Shelley hoped to use her long-cherished wish to dispel the resentment in Archduke Barlow's heart.
The kingdom and the empire had already fought once before.
She did not want the two countries to fall into war again because of her.
"I agreed to her request."
The voice of the Archduke of Balo continued to ring in my ears.
Aurelion's heart trembled slightly, like shattered crystal.
What kind of pain lies hidden behind a casually agreed-upon statement?
She couldn't imagine it.
At that moment, Grand Duke Barlow, who represented his father, disappeared in front of the tombstone.
"Let's go see her."
Grand Duke Barlow's voice rang out as gently as a breeze.
So Aurelion dragged her heavy body forward slowly.
Standing in front of the tombstone, she carefully examined the stone tablet standing where her mother was buried.
The name of Aurelion's mother is engraved on it.
Shelley Barlow.
Aurelion reached out and touched the cold tombstone.
Beneath the tombstone, buried in the soil are her relatives, her biological mother, the one who brought her into this world.
At that moment, she felt a profound loneliness.
In her spirit form, she seemed to experience the loneliness of death.
Immediately afterward, a deeper thought surfaced in my mind.
Her inner desires rushed to her brain all at once.
It was like a torrent surging between the rock walls after a landslide, filling her heart.
She knew perfectly well that her mother had long since passed away and should not be disturbed.
She also knew that her mother's body beneath the tombstone had already decomposed and decayed, and perhaps even her bones had dissipated.
However, she wields necromancy and possesses abilities that transcend life and death.
At this moment, she deeply longed to resurrect her mother and hear her passing with her own ears.
"The dead are destined never to return."
Just as the path of the soul is blurred by the depth of the canyon, the madness about to erupt is held back by the echo of the Duke of Balo.
Aurelion abruptly raised her head, as if waking from a dream.
Just now, she almost went mad and strayed into the path of necromancy.
Like the necromancers buried in the bottom of Guantau prison.
Madness and blasphemy.
However, she couldn't imagine it.
Even her daughter, whom she had never met, had such strong thoughts.
Then, the father, Grand Duke Barlow.
How broken and how utterly desperate he must have felt as he gazed at his daughter's grave.
He is the most legendary necromancer in the world.
He even admitted it himself.
Necromancy is magic that can resurrect the dead.
Even so.
He managed to suppress the overwhelming despair.
All for that bottom line in my heart, that determination that life and death must never be desecrated.
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