Two weeks ago, the grand state funeral ceremony held in the capital Elias, although nearly 100,000 people participated in it, can be described as mourning, but everyone who knows knows that this is only a face project to see after all. But the funeral of the person who really belongs to Olucello Belencaster was held on this day in a remote land of the Federation, a place called Colorful Rose Island. Although there are a lot of people coming, it is naturally impossible to compare with Eliashar ’s 100,000 funeral team, but the most important thing is that they come to bid farewell to Olusello Belencaster, and Not a Union Marshal, Lifetime Elder, Great Magister, Guardian Hero, Dawn Mentor, King of Arcane, etc ...

Orusello's body was placed on a small boat. He wore his favorite purple-black robe in front of him, lying flat on a cluster of colorful roses, and closed his eyes tightly. His face did not appear pale, even a hint of ruddy luster, as if asleep.

Next to him were some of the favorite small objects in front of him, as well as the apprentice's staff used when he was young, the pendant for the first time he made it at the age of six, the first bite made by alchemy when he was ten Enchanted dagger, as well as the gear of the first pilot engine test piece, the firing pin of the first pilot gun, and the shell of the first tactical pilot. The above are the funerary objects that the teacher left in his will specifically required in his will. Of course, in terms of his identity and strength, this is already a funeral that is too thin.

Lu Xi stood on the trestle and slowly pushed the boat towards the sea of ​​clouds. Behind him, on the small pier of Colorful Rose Island, stood a silent crowd, but there were nearly a thousand people. In addition to the residents spontaneously organized by the local people, there are hundreds of foreign guests. This may be the largest foreign guest greeted by Colorful Rose Island in decades? Their ages and even races are different, and even their clothing is far from uniform, but they are generally a bit partial. Compared with the original state funeral, the line of the funeral procession in uniform black clothes that covered the streets of Southern Cross Avenue was even a little messy. However, sincere condolences are brewing in the crowd, as if turned into a dark cloud of sadness.

Although he had already been prepared for a long time, although Teacher Orusello also left for a month, Lu Xi still felt that his heart seemed to be blocked by something. He is also shocked by the breath of this team. In comparison, the Eliashar National Funeral where many officials and nobles attended, was really just a political show with too clear purpose.

This is indeed a very peculiar group of funeral burials, among which there are old men who are old, and young men who are young. There are the high elf nobles from Twilight Island, the Yalong hunters in the sea, the orc adventurers in the north, and the dwarven master craftsmen of the furnace. There are noble knights in Auckland, as well as merchants in Neosfia, and even desert chiefs on the mainland of Sosnes. It can be said that this "simple" and simple funeral involves almost all races, classes and industries in the world. There are many famous legendary heroes, but there are also the most common people at the bottom.

Teacher Orusello is an undisputed legendary hero, and the interactions are naturally other legendary heroes. But in the same way, as long as you look right, as long as there are any flashes in your soul and human nature, places that are worthy of respect, even ordinary ordinary people, will also be regarded as the best friends by this greatest contemporary caster .

Yes, look at the funeral crowd. When he pushed the boat with his body to the side of the trestle, an old, gray-haired old musician who was blind and had gone out of the crowd, picked up his lute and dialed Moving the strings, while singing with a desolate yet heroic voice.

This should be a funeral song written by himself? It is sung in Auckland ’s modern lingua franca, which is neither an elegant and beautiful elven language, nor an ancient Auckland language with the same integration. There is almost no literary style in the lyrics, all are vernacular, but inexplicably smooth and smooth. Deduced from the singing voice of the old man, the sadness of parting is never suitable for the theme. In memorization, inheriting the will of the deceased and continuing to move forward is what I really want to convey. Lu Xi has never heard anyone praise his teacher in such a simple way, nor has he thought of an ordinary person, but he is also using this method. When he bids farewell to his old friend, he also tries to motivate his old friend. people.

A middle-aged man with great majesty suddenly cried out, trying to cover his mouth with his hands, but the tears could not stop. Lu Xi knew that he was the King of the Kingdom of Rodria. Forty years ago, when Mr. Olusello saved their kingdom from the darkness of chaos, he was only a child of five or six years old. For the people of the Kingdom of Rhodes, does the teacher represent a conforming dawn tutor, savior, or a respectable elder and friend?

He looked at the front row of the team. Master Palon, wearing a grey robe, stood in front of the queue. His eyes were somewhat inexplicable, not like a great magister, but more like an ordinary old man who had lost many years of old friends. He did not attend Eliashar's state funeral, but appeared here.

Next to Master Palon Avaral stood a slightly shorter figure. The plain black robe and hood of the lacquer covered the other's body and appearance, but it can be seen that it should be a woman. Her sense of existence is extremely weak. If Lu Xi didn't use the kryptonian dog's eyes to reveal the legendary heels of the other party, it would be easy to ignore the other party.

She should be Master Yushie Nakado, the only female among the current three major magisters of the Federation, the teacher of Liszt No.1. She was well-known before long, but unfortunately it was the first time people saw her.

In addition to these two great mages, and the dazzling cave lord Jin Li? Muradin III, the most conspicuous are the three ladies who have been at the forefront of the funeral procession, right?

Theoretically, the front row of the funeral should be the family of the deceased, and their position is even before Sesiliu and Lime, and the old housekeeper Uncle Kam. This position should theoretically belong to the deceased. However, all the people present, including Lu Xi, the closest heir to the deceased, and also the supporters of the funeral, did not express any objection, and others naturally accepted this fact calmly.

The princess of the mermaid empire from Chenhai, Sidley Gite, and the night elf leader Reinas from the holy mountain of Hyjal, this was known by Lu Xi long ago, and they confessed that they are masters and second teachers. As for the last remaining one, it did not appear last time. Teacher Orusello ’s last gossip girlfriend, the Queen of High Elves, the legal heir of the 6th dynasty of the Fanya, Twilight Islands, Andalur, and Fanchen Wonderland The ruler of the name is Ofimia Novende-of course, as an elf queen, the full name actually has several ways of calling and etiquette, and now the most popular one is used.

This is a bright and beautiful man who does not look like twenty-six or sixty-six years old. She is in the most beautiful stage of a woman. Her long hair and waist color is dark gold dotted with moonlight silver, just like the moment when the sun and moon shine at the same time, this is also the branch of the world tree, created by the holy light of the door of the fairyland. Her appearance is extremely beautiful, or almost the limit of the five-featured combination imagined by the most talented sculptor, perfect and even unreal. However, this statue lacks a touch of human beauty, but because of the pair of talking green eyes full of vitality, it brings a sense of life.

The three are almost the most powerful and powerful women in the world, silently watching the funeral procession. With the spiritual power that only they can feel, they exchange their confidence.

"He still walks in front of us after all!" Sidley Gitter murmured.

"We originally wanted to go with him ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ However, at the end of the operation of the magic circle, but directly interrupted the magic link, relying on ourselves to bear the possible cause and effect and backlash of the time and space reversal. "" Lena smiled bitterly.

"I hope both of you are dead and he is alive. Wasn't it a good time to say that? None of us can steal away! We must not let him go to the heroes himself!" Ofimia accused him of being like a rival and like They were girlfriends. However, the words finally reached the end, but they turned into a sigh of grief that even she could not stretch herself: "... It is clearly my first! The result, but the last one came to us. What. "

"Me, I always think she is too sensible and too calculated. The overly clever girl said it was her. Unexpectedly, it was really the most urgent moment, but it became the most irresistible one of us."

"... Is it because I'm so smart, can't I run away successfully? That idiot!"

Lu Xi pushed the boat to the end of the sky in the singing and in the sight of the mourners. Made of special bluish alchemy materials, the small boat with the engraved floating runes on it was drawn out of the wind, and then stepped towards the distant sea of ​​clouds step by step. Then, the flame automatically ignited on the ship, and the colorful rose exuded a series of colorful spots in the firelight, like countless fireflies flying, bringing a colorful trail of light behind the ship.

Lu Xi has been standing on the trestle like this, watching the ship wrapped in the track of light go further and further, and at the same time, get smaller and smaller, until the flame returns everything on the ship to invisible particles.

Until this time, he slowly turned around. At this moment, it may mean that the colorful rose veins handed down from the time of Laxis the Great Sage will also officially enter the era of Lucy Belencaster.