Dancing is not allowed on the grave

This small palace is not as grand as the main hall just now, and the furnishings and layout look more warm.

Searle looked at the bookshelf, crumpled the pages and threw them into the trash can, and then stuffed the internal organs back into the shelf. He heard Lancelot beside him say, "They were originally the servants of Nathaniel's palace."

Grezel conducted resurrection experiments on all the dead, but in the experimental stage, only the soldiers with stronger physical fitness were successfully resurrected and became undead who inherited the fighting ability in life, while the bodies of the palace attendants failed in the experiment. The palace was destroyed, leaving only the soul wandering in the palace.

It wasn't until the devil heard the unwilling voice wandering in the palace that he used magic to make them attach to the furniture and have a new body.

Syl opened his mouth and said "Ah", "Then I really want to thank this Demon King."

Although Tamara said that the devil is violent and gloomy, which is the standard image of the devil in rumors, he did liberate Nathaniel as an undead soldier and a waiter whose soul has nowhere to go, and even kept Nathaniel The royal palace - even though the devil has taken all of this as his own and has become the new owner of this place.

So what they called "Master" was...

Although Syl himself can be considered the old owner of the palace, in his fragmentary memory, the attendants usually refer to themselves as "His Royal Highness", and "Master" should refer to the Lord Demon King.

"Your Highness." Lancelot suddenly interrupted his thoughts, "Do you want to have all this again?"

The royal palace, soldiers, attendants, the identity and power of His Royal Highness.

Syl was stunned, and when he turned his face, he saw Lancelot closing the door behind him with one hand, magic waves surged through his fingertips, as if casting some spell on the door.

"Have a wedding with the devil, and you will become the master of this place." Lancelot said softly.

His face was half hidden in the shadow of the dark corner behind the door, and Searle saw only the silhouette of lowered eyelashes.

"Lancelot...?" Syl uttered uneasily, and moved a little closer to him, but when he raised his head, he fell into those dark eyes.

It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. Lancelot's eyes have always been dark and deep, and the aurora-like flowing dark colors make it impossible to see what emotions are hidden in his eyes, let alone read his inner thoughts.

Syl didn't feel anything before, but now he suddenly felt a little scared.

If what Lancelot said really meant what he understood...

"After marrying the Demon King and becoming the owner of this place, His Highness can come and go freely—"

"I reject."

Searle let go of Lancelot's hand, and frowned. After saying this, he couldn't make a sound anymore, and his lips trembled slightly with anger.

Even if there is no other countermeasure, Mr. Housekeeper can't say such stupid things as asking him to marry someone else because he has to leave here?

Syl was so angry that he temporarily forgot what he had been thinking about before, and stared at him, "Why don't you marry the devil?"

Lancelot seemed to find Seale's puffy look amusing, so he just looked at him and smiled.

"How can I marry myself?"

Searle: "..."

In today's Losra, His Majesty the Pope of the Holy See is regarded as a lofty and inviolable sacred existence.

But few people know that Grezel is secretly a femme fatale, and thousands of years ago, he managed to sneak into the palace by pretending to be a woman, and used forbidden techniques to sneak attack and seal the Demon King.

Almost no one knows that he is the legendary alchemist, the pioneer of necromancer magic, and created this far-reaching magic to resurrect Isabella, the goddess of light.

The legend about the alchemist being killed by the demon king he summoned can also be said to be true in a sense.

At that time, Grezel drew a spell to summon the souls of the dead on the ground in the old Nathaniel Palace, and was going to test whether using soul recall could revive Isabella. It was such a chaotic, terrifying monster.

At first it had no shape at all, just a dark mass, in which countless distorted faces of wraiths were faintly reflected on the reflective surface.

Those wraiths were fighting each other, as if they were fighting for control of this body. Countless screams filled Grezel's ears, comparable to the strongest mental attack. He was tortured beyond endurance, and launched holy light magic on the monster , trying to make it quieter.

Unexpectedly, the originally fighting consciousness in the monster's body transferred all the hatred to himself, temporarily stopped the internal fighting, and turned to attack him.

Grezel had previously resurrected the undead, skeleton guards, and even bone dragons that he could control and even dispatch. He never expected that the monsters created this time were completely out of control, and even came up to kill him.

The power of the monster is extremely terrifying. A body is mixed with the resentment, evil thoughts, killing intent and fighting skills of countless souls. Grezel came to the old palace to conduct secret experiments without any followers, guards, or even a piece of armor.

He forcibly took the monster's blow, most of his ribs were broken, and his soul was almost crushed.

If it wasn't for its extreme chaos and its inability to fully control its power, Grezel might have been killed.

He escaped from the palace with his near-death injuries, and he didn't care to take away his necromancy experiments and manuals... There was even a piece of space attribute mythical equipment left there.

After he destroyed Nathaniel's palace, he searched all the way according to the clues left by Isabella, and found it in the place where the prince suspected to have fought with the evil god.

Because it cannot be controlled, Grezel has not had time to study and use it.

During his return to the holy city for retreat and healing, he could receive bad news from his subordinates every day.

That monster occupied Nathaniel's palace, released the undead, skeleton guards, and bone dragons locked in the dungeon, and recruited dark forces from all over the continent of Losra.

And because of the emergence of undead creatures, the resurrection technique he created—later most people called it necromantic magic—was also spread in Losra. More and more magicians who longed for power studied this spell and used it "Carry forward", and many people began to trace the source, wanting to find out who was the first to open the door of necromancy.

As the pope representing the light, Grezel must not let his research on the resurrected corpse be discovered. He fabricated the unfounded alchemist to satisfy the curiosity of the minstrels and provide them with materials to compose poems. Let it be celebrated.

However, the legendary great alchemist, Grezel himself, was shrouded in the shadow of death and never continued his research.

In a sense, the emergence of the Demon King did kill Grezel as an alchemist, forcing him to give up resurrecting Isabella and stay in the holy city to play the hypocritical and benevolent pope.

However, the demon king, who gradually wiped out other consciousnesses, took control of the dominance of the body, and gradually stabilized his power, did not intend to let him go.

The power of the devil entrenched in Nathaniel's palace, while continuously accumulating strength, launched an attack on the holy city.

Although the Vatican of the Holy Light is powerful, there is only magician in the holy city, and the melee guards are just ordinary guards, who are no match for the indestructible skeleton soldiers under the demon king's command and the elusive night elf assassins.

By the time Grezel healed up and left the customs, the power of the Holy See of the Holy Light had been almost destroyed, and only a few bishops and guards were still sticking to the temple—they didn’t escape because Grezel said that the Holy Light The Holy See is only the first step in the demon king's extinction.

If the Holy See of Light loses, the entire Losra continent will be destroyed.

Grezel's demeanor and voice made his words easily convincing. They regarded His Majesty the Pope as the only hope to save Losra, and secretly vowed that even if they fought desperately with the devil's subordinates, they would guard the temple until the Pope raised him. It hurts to get out.

But in fact, due to the existence of sea monsters and hell succubi, not many died in this war, and most of them were controlled by mind and brought back to Nathaniel's dungeon as captives.

But Grezel didn't think of a way to save those captives after he left the customs.

During his retreat, he found the Codex of the Holy Light left by Isabella. The forbidden spells recorded in it were powerful enough to raze the entire Nathaniel Palace and the underground prisons to the ground.

At this time, because the power of the Holy See of Holy Light had almost been defeated, the followers under the command of the Demon King were a little careless and not too defensive.After Grezel discovered that his bone dragon Tamara was imprisoned in the depths of the volcano, he sneaked into the palace without much effort and cast forbidden spell level magic in the garden.

When his magic was about to be completed, he was discovered by the demon king in the bedroom.

However, the Demon King failed to prevent Grezel from finishing the final stroke of the magic circle. The dazzling white light spread over Nathaniel, and the curse was about to destroy the palace.

In fact, before the curse came, the Demon King had a chance to kill Grezel.

The sword was already pointing at Grezel's throat, but he didn't dodge or dodge, just looking up at the sky.

At this time, the demon king is already in human form, which is very different from the chaotic and evil monster at the beginning, and he already has reason... It seems that he still has emotions, but he doesn't know whether it is for Nathaniel or someone from Nathaniel .

"Why, are you ruining Nathaniel?" Grezel heard him ask.

"Why?" Grezel asked with a smile. "Does it matter?"

"Destroying Nathaniel, Ferdinand, or Augustine doesn't make much difference to me. However, making that prince homeless seems more interesting than simply destroying a country."

"What's more, Nathaniel's palace is so rich, enough for me to build a magnificent holy city. I want the whole Losra to bow their heads to the Goddess of Light, kneel down and beg for her mercy-why, why can they get Isha Bella prefers them, they are so weak that even a plague can't resist, but it will cost my beloved one to die for it."

"My god has disappeared." Grezel stared at the holy light above the sky, "and I was lost in the world..."

The whereabouts are unknown.

I don't know where those words touched the depths of the Demon King's heart. His sword hesitated for a moment, but he didn't stab it, but Grezel found an opportunity to release the sleeping magic prepared in advance.

The spell wrapped the man holding the sword into a cocoon and fell to the ground.

He's won, Gretzel thought.

Demon kings should not have feelings.

He turned around to leave the range of the forbidden spell, but he didn't see that before the white light landed, the silver light erupting from the palace swallowed everything first—even including the bone dragon imprisoned in the depths of the volcano.

The Pope did win the battle, but the Demon King held everything he wanted to.