Sword of Daybreaker

Everyone on the terrace closed their mouths at the same time and began to observe the silence in accordance with the rules of the process. The whole city became extremely quiet in an instant. Only the bells seemed to have not dispersed, echoing illusively in people’s ears.

After 3 minutes, the silent session ended. Victor heard a loud horn suddenly coming from the direction of the city wall. He lifted the head subconsciously. After a moment, he saw the direction of the southwest city wall suddenly rise. Several small shadows, which took off from the city wall, got closer and closer, gradually showing a clear, inverted cone-like outline, they passed the city in a low buzz The Castle Lord body then flew in the direction of the city. After circling a circle over the city, it returned to the castle and continued to accelerate towards the distant frozen mountains.

That’s the Dragon Cavalry Squad under Coldwinter Castle. They carry Magic Goddess’ “Relic Ash”. According to the process, they will spray the ashes to the mountains of the Northern Region before the sun sets.

In this process, Victor finally felt a bit sad-although like overwhelming majority mage, he was just a believer in Magic Goddess, but the believer is also a believer after all, and at this moment he finally reacted to what happened There was a sense of reality in the matter. Although it felt a little weird, he really realized…Magic Goddess really can’t come back.

In the funeral, in the heart of each participant, the Goddess left like a human, and he really couldn’t come back.

……

The Dragon Cavalry Flying Squadron passed the city at a low altitude, and the buzzing sound came from the sky. After these aircraft carrying the “relic ash” accelerated to the direction of the Clearwater River, they were set up in various cities. A low and solemn voice was heard from the broadcasting device at the location, and a memorial speech for Magic Goddess Mirmina began to play.

Amber took a step forward, opened the study window, and let the sounds outside clear into the room more clearly-those sounds echoed between the tall buildings of Cecil City, and when they were passed in, they were stacked one after another. There is a trace of unreal texture like a large chant.

Gawain stood behind the window, gazing calmly at the clear blue sky outside.

Hetty, Victoria, and Beldwin were standing next to Gawain. They listened to the movements from outside and looked at each other. After a while, their expressions were a little weird.

“The funeral seems to be going very smoothly…” Hetty twitched her lips and said to Gawain, “There has been news of the dragon cavalry taking off.”

“”Bone ashes” spilled into the mountains and rivers, Goddess soul returned to this world…” Beldwin whispered, “This symbolism… is indeed extraordinary.”

“Professional,” Amber returned from the window commented on the side, “Very professional.”

Gawain actually feels weird, but still maintains the majestic Old Ancestor design, slightly nodded said: “We have established a very professional committee for the sake of the sense of ceremony at this moment.”

“A god departed like a mortal at the funeral. The more solemn the sense of ceremony at this time, the more irrefutable his “death” was,” Hetty said, but then weirdly Whispered, “But… in another sense, Magic Goddess is still “alive” after all… Isn’t it a bit too we do…”

“Somewhat unsuitable?” Gawain glanced at Hetty and smiled at the head. “However, Ms. Mirmina’s biggest wish is not to destroy her own god-we are helping her a lot, believe me, then “Goddess” must have no opinion, maybe she would also like to thank us.”

“…To be honest, I even suspected that she was secretly watching her funeral throughout,” Amber murmured next to her, “After all, she took the initiative to hide and was not locked in Nether Shadow World anymore. , She sneaked out of no one to know.”

“That’s not what we care about,” Gawain said casually.

In their while speaking, the mourning speeches that echoed throughout the city gradually came to an end. In the storytelling of the announcer, the loving, great, and wise lady Ms. Magic Goddess Mirmina’s meaningful life was summarized. The Cecil Imperial Family and the Supreme Government Administration made an attribute for this deity, affirming his outstanding contribution in the development of mortal civilization. The basic summary is –

With the proposal of the Office of Government Affairs, the discussion of the three consuls and the approval of the emperor, Ms. Magic Goddess Mirmina’s life is a life of selfless dedication, a life of love and generosity, and a life of active struggle. The people of Cecil and all in this world have All mortals blessed by Magic Goddess will remember him forever and wish him farewell.

The dragon cavalry formations from all over the world soon received news that they had successfully completed their mission.

Under the watch of as many witnesses as possible, Empire’s pilots carried out the largest joint flight mission ever, and gave Magic Goddess all the ashes. Love the land.

Spray evenly.

“I really didn’t expect you can write something like this… a memorial speech,” Victoria looked towards Gawain. There is always no expression on the frozen face, but the tone is obviously a little weird, “More didn’ t expect You will use so many words of praise to describe a god… To be honest, to be able to get such a “funeral” is a glory for anyone.”

“Giving honor to the deceased is the least need to be stingy. I can generously give all the praises in the world to Magic Goddess, because she is already’dead’, even more how our mourning Ceremony is more sincere, She also died more like a person,” Gawain faint said with a smile. “And the mourning message was not meant for the dead-it was for the living.”

“I don’t know what’s happening on Typhon,” Beldwin said suddenly. “I hope those Typhon people don’t make trouble.”

“I believe in them at this point,” Gawain said. “Maybe they don’t have magic circuit communications and drones, but they have communication towers across the country and two or three times more Griffins and Griffins than our Dragoons. mage troops, and in the matter of’making big scenes’, an old Empire will never be shabby than the young Cecil. They will also have a grand funeral there,”

As he said, he glanced at the mechanical clock hanging on the wall not far away, and then nodded to the three magistrates in front of him: “It’s almost time, it looks like this’funeral’ has ended successfully, Let’s talk about other topics.”

He left the window and returned to the back of the desk. However, when he had just sat down and was about to start a conversation, his eyes solidified for a while.