The talks between Paladin Grey and Pope Augsger III, which were held in the Lion King of Isaac in December 10754, were considered to be the compromise between the Cardinal of the Holy See for Paladin Grey, which was a new beginning and also marked the dispute caused by the emergence of Paladin Grey, which came to an end for the time being.

The reputation of the Holy See increased with the successful rescue of the four Paladins, and Gray accepted the title of Saints of the Holy See. Of course, it was only increased, and it was still hovering at the trough. Paladin Gray went further due to the compromise of the Holy See, reaching the peak of the sky. He almost gained the dominance of the entire Southern Continent from academic affairs to secular rule, and no one would disobey him. At least he would not be willing to disobey him on the surface.

At this time, it was only a year and a half since he appeared on this continent. The Celtics continent ushered in a short period of peace.

However, this peace is undoubtedly short-lived.

The decision to enthrone Gray as a saint was decided by the Pope against the public. According to historical records, the Holy See and even the Cardinal oppose Gray very loudly. As the Pope "tolerance" of Gray, the originally lurking voices of opposing Gray began to rise to the forefront one by one. This time, they were not even bound by the Holy See.

Perhaps, this is not so much the end of a storm, but rather the storm's intermission. The problem has not been solved, it has just been temporarily calmed down.

In June 10755, Grey Gruglu and Shelley Gruglu held a simple wedding at the Sacred Fish Port, the territory of Paladin Grey. Of course, it is OK to describe it as "grand". Because all countries on the entire continent, the Holy See, and even foreign forces including elves, dwarves, barbarians, etc., sent a group of viewing groups.

It can be said that it was the most glorious moment in history, the inconspicuous coastal town of Xianyu Port. The number of visitors at one time was once more than the local residents. This caused chaos. Of course, the problem was quickly solved, after all, no one wanted to cause trouble for him at the Paladin's wedding.

Even at the wedding, Gray was wearing armor as always. This was beyond everyone's expectations. However, the bride Shelley didn't seem to mind.

Well... there is a problem. Many years later, everyone knows that Grey Grugru is actually a lich. So, how did Shelley spend the wedding night?

No one knows.

I know, but I can't write it. It's 404 after writing it.

In known records, Paladin Gray and his wife have always been very loving and were once regarded as a model couple. In addition to the fact that the husband never reveals the mask. From the remaining legacy of Paladin Gray, he can also clearly feel the depth of their relationship in letters from his contacts with his wife across the mainland. The two have almost no conflicts.

There is no mention of any abnormality in Shelley's memoirs. Apart from the little complaint that Shelley could tolerate a Vivian who obviously loved Gray, living in their castle and even freely entering and leaving their bedrooms, there was no strange place.

After getting married, Gray still led the Knights of the Silver Moon to walk everywhere in the mainland, continuing to implement the justice in his heart, unswervingly, and always giving the greatest support for reform. This made the church still his mortal enemy, and of course, the old nobles were too. However, after the Holy See compromise, no one was willing to confront him head-on. In many cases, Pope Augsger III played a role in soothing people's hearts. According to known historical records, after that negotiation, Gray and Augsger III seemed to have reached some kind of mutual understanding and tacit understanding, and the two maintained a good friendship. They often communicated. Of course, in the letter, they still had a lot of arguments with each other, although this did not affect their recognition of each other.

The whole world seemed to be developing little by little in the direction Grey wanted, although he still used the power of the Demon Lord.

This situation lasted until the year of the Holy Calendar 10757, which was the fourth year when Grey Grugru appeared on the mainland.

This year, Paladins Grey and Shelley's first child was born, named Ritchie Gruglu. He was a boy.

In the same year, Pope Augsger III died.

...

Northeast of Celtics continent, underground world.

The underground world without light is always pitch black, and when the dark underground world appears, it usually means two possibilities. The first is the channel to the ground world, and the other is danger.

The lich's castle is obviously the latter.

The blue ghost fire is an iconic product of the Lich territory. They are like a group of mosquitoes or flies, chasing all the things they are interested in. At the same time, they also provide a little gloomy lighting.

Thousands of undead knights lined up on the flat ground, standing motionless. On the slope were countless skeleton infantry, standing motionlessly, with various exquisite war weapons piled up around them. There were more than a dozen bone dragons lying on the hills underground. They were still motionless.

This is undoubtedly a huge army, enough to crush any human country on the continent. Or, why are all countries staying quietly? Because they have not received new tasks for several years.

Since the last time they failed to pursue the little lich named "Grey", Brutu seemed to be disappointed with them and no longer gave new tasks. So they had to stay honestly. After all, they didn't know what to do when they moved.

There are various facilities in the city-state that imitates humans, but all of them have stalled, and the mice are running around and no one cares about them. The skeleton blacksmith holding the hammer stands motionlessly, and the long swords that have not yet been beaten have spider webs. But he doesn't care. After all, the castle of the Undead already has a mountain of military supplies, and it's impossible to use them. If he builds it, he will still have a headache to put it. Why not just stay like this...

Everything is quiet.

Well, the undead is so luxurious, and his infinite life splurges. Anyway, who cares?

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

It was a magnificent castle, completely different from the castle of humans. It was several times larger than the castle of Greysanfish Port. It was connected to the dome of the underground space, various towers and buildings, built in a mess, without any rules, and some places were patched, as if they would collapse at any time. Obviously, the builder did not have any design drawings when he built it. From a distance, it looked like a huge stone pillar that was naturally generated.

At this moment, Brutu was studying a "big event" with his friend Simon in the castle.

Two lichs stood on the left and right. Don't ask me which is just a Brutu, what is the lich look the same, who knows which one is a Brutu?

The lich on the left took out a seed from a small jar that looked like a seed, emitting a green light and a cold air, and then put it in a small basin filled with soil in the middle, pressed it deep with his finger bones. Then he took out a bottle that looked like blue crystal and dripped two drops of liquid into the position of the "seed" in the soil.

"Okay, let's wait. Soon, you will see a picture that you will never forget. I have only two such seeds. Because I have a very good relationship with you, I brought them to show you. Brutu, this is a proof of our friendship!"

"Oh, is that? That's a great honor."

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

"Come on, let's go there." Pulling Brutu, Simon walked to the corner of the laboratory. The two big lichs squatted in the corner and chatted while waiting.

"Simon, did you go to the last meeting of the Council?"

"I haven't gone, who has time to take care of that thing?"

"Do you know what you said?"

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

"I don't want to see that bitch Lucy. She always humiliates me whenever she sees me."

Simon rattled and found Brutu staring at him, and the soul fire in his eyes burned, so he quickly shut up.

"Sorry, this is really a sad thing. I just remembered it. Did the little guy steal your ring before grab it?"

"No, he should have gone to the ground world. I'll chop him up sooner or later. If he hadn't stole my ring, how could I lose to that bitch Lucy?" Brutu stretched out a hand wearing five bone rings that were exactly the same as Grey and said gritting his teeth: "A ring is missing, which has reduced my lethality by one fifth. Otherwise, Lucy will definitely bombard me with the soul box. Now, as agreed, I have to wait until ninety-five years, twenty-one days and three hours before I challenge her again."

"Aren't you all five here?"

"I made ten more just in case."

"Oh, this is a good idea. Speaking of which, that little lich is really sensible. He just steals the 'Holy Light Ring' without stealing anything."

"Have you had a fight recently? Fighting with heaven or hell is OK, I'm counting it as a share. I've been a little bored recently. I've been depressed for a while and want to move on."

"I have no plans for the time being. I will call you if I want to smash the situation. Hey! It's starting!"

With Simon's scream, Brutu quickly turned his face.

Just before them, the basin filled with soil began to move, and the magic began to gather! A small, silver-white "horn" broke out from the basin and began to grow at an extremely fast speed!

Simon was excited, and Brutu was also excited. The two lichs were so nervous that they gritted their teeth!

Then something crazy happened. The small horn grew bigger and bigger, directly crushing the basin and crushing the table with the basin! But it was still growing! Growing crazy!

"See whether you see—! This is the 'Real Flower' from the North!"

"Damn it! That's amazing!"

Soon, the white "horn" turned into an iceberg-like object, and it was still growing! It crashed through the roof and crushed the floor! With the roar, the castle was squeezed into pieces!

Roar, explosion, sand and dust rolling!

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

The iceberg continues to grow.

They stood on the hillside, staring at the stunned, watching the "iceberg" growing wildly until they completely occupied the original castle and reached the dome, and stopped.

Simon grabbed Brutu's hand, pointed at the iceberg and shouted: "Look! It's coming soon! The scene that will be unforgettable for a lifetime!"

Brutu focused on looking at the iceberg.

Then, under their gaze, a silver-white bud grew from the top of the iceberg, and with a "pop", it bloomed! A shiny silver-white flower flashed slightly in the dark.

"See or not! See or not!" Simon cheered excitedly.

Brutu was stunned: "That...I want to ask what the use of this flower?"

"Why are you so superficial? Do things have to be useful? Your idea is narrow!" Simon said righteously: "This is the power of nature, blooming, and the iceberg blooming! Isn't this exciting enough?"

“So…is it’s over?”

"Of course, what else do you want to do when the iceberg blooms?"

"Then my castle..."

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

A breeze blew, raising the dust everywhere. A skeleton soldier whose half of his body was crushed swayed by the pile of rubble, and with a "click", he fell apart.

The two lich's cloaks floated slightly in the wind and both froze.

"Brutu! I suddenly remembered that there was something urgent to do, so I left first!"

"Stop it!"

A holy light fell from the sky, but Simon had disappeared.

"Next time we have time, we will continue our friendship that has been around for four thousand years! However, I am afraid I will not be available for the next ten thousand years!" Simon's voice echoed in the air.

"Don't let me find you if you have the ability--!" Brutu roared, and he was already trembling with anger: "From today, I will put you and that little lich on the list of hunting! You all wait to die!"

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

If you are angry, this mess needs to be cleaned up.

"I'm so fucked up to me! I'm in a mission!"

As a result, the huge army of undead was awakened, but instead of going to fight, they threw down their weapons and repaired the castle.

All of them have turned into a pile of rubble, and there is not even a broken wall. Can this castle be built?

Helplessly, Brutu strolled among the rubble, the damn iceberg was still melting, so the water was still rushing from under his feet, making everything wet. This was very unfriendly to the lich who liked to dry it.

Suddenly, he seemed to see something on a pile of bricks in the middle of the water flow, and was stunned for a moment. As soon as he reached out, the thing flew towards him immediately.

"A book? Hey, I don't seem to have read this book. How could there be a book in the castle that I haven't read? Is it left by Simon? Well... "The Lich Paladin"?"
Chapter completed!