Due to religious beliefs, the burial of the deceased was often chosen near the church, and the location from the church was a reflection of personal status, and only the high clergy and nobles of the church were eligible to be buried inside the church.

With the development of these years, the population of the Lane Empire has shown explosive growth, and the preconceived notions have been broken one by one in terms of pedantic customs, and the burial of corpses is no exception.

Therefore, the government enacted a law on cemetery burials, and built three to five cemeteries around the city of Pston for the deceased, and a large number of civilian bodies were moved to the periphery of the city, and churches no longer served as cemeteries.

Of course, if there is a noble deceased, there is also a space for the corpse to be stored in the church.

Mr. and Mrs. Grant's graves are in Shetz Cemetery, just outside Southtown, where Donald arrived at noon.

The rain had stopped last night, but there was still some stamina, and it was still gray, and Donald had a cane in one hand and an umbrella in the other, which he thought was a little strange, and the gentlemen in the neighborhood did not think so.

Bouquets of flowers and liquor, which were sold in shops near the cemetery, and he even saw a number of hotels.

There are hotels next to every cemetery, and this is not a joke.

"Sir, go straight ahead, turn left at the sign and go straight for a while to see the cobblestone path, and follow the road to the Shetz Cemetery. ”

When buying the bouquet, Donald made a point to confirm the location to make sure that the memory was correct before continuing on the road.

Funeral processions passed along the way, with family members in front, priests and friends in the back, women wearing black veils, and men in black suits like Donald, and faint sobs could be heard.

There is no scene of crying and grabbing the ground, more of a solemn and solemn atmosphere.

Donald was walking ahead of them, and after thinking that he was suspected of being in the way, he took the initiative to stop on the side of the road, and when the motorcade passed, he took off his hat and greeted him, and several gentlemen in the team looked at him, noticed the bouquet in his hand, and immediately gave the same salute.

When the team had passed, Donald walked after them, following the street out of Preston City, the signage, and then a flat, grassy road, with quite dense vegetation in front of it, showing signs of artificial planting, presumably to ensure the state of the air in the cemetery and to beautify the cemetery.

As he stepped onto the cobblestone path, a boy suddenly came running beside him, wearing a somewhat wide coat, and it was evident that he was coming towards him.

"Sir, do you know how to get to Shetz Cemetery?"

The boy tilted his head back, and the teeth in his mouth leaked as he spoke, but it didn't prevent Donald from hearing him.

"Go straight this way. ”

Simple response.

"I'm separated from my family, can my husband take me there?"

"Of course, just follow me. ”

I was just about to go over, and I didn't have to carry him on my back, so I gladly agreed.

It's just that the speed of progress is a lot slower, the little boy's pace is not fast, Donald didn't say anything, this is to go to the grave, not to reincarnate, he should have practiced spell skills at home, since he has come out, he doesn't plan to go back early today.

Besides, when he went out of the room this morning, he suddenly realized that it was also an unusual behavior for him to be in the room all day, and Infinita had been at home a lot lately......

Thinking about whether to find a place to practice his spell skills in the future, he stepped on the uneven cobblestone path on the ground, and the team in front of him had stopped a few hundred meters away, and through the gap in the trees, Donald could see some gray or white tombstones.

"Brother!"

With a crisp voice, Donald looked up, and a little girl was standing on the lawn calling this way.

"Thank you for leading the way, I have to go. ”

The little boy next to him trotted away, Donald smiled and continued to walk towards the cemetery, and along the way he actually met another acquaintance, the manager of the corner bookstore.

Cann Antoine, who was also wearing a formal suit, seemed stunned when he saw the oncoming Donald.

"Monsieur Antoine, what a coincidence. ”

They all saw each other, and they couldn't let the old man say hello at this time, so Donald took the initiative to speak.

"Yes, today is the death day of my two friends, although I am old, as long as I remember this day, I must have to come here, by the way, the last time you bought "Expelling Evil" from me, did it help you?"

"It's a bit useful, but I don't understand it, although I used to be a student of religious studies, but now it's been a few months since I graduated...... It's a bit embarrassing to say. ”

The book "Expulsion of Evil" contains a large number of religious descriptions, and the predecessor may have been able to read it, but as for the current Donald, it seems that he has a hard time, and often has to rely on some basic religious books in the bookcase in his room to read it.

"The learning of knowledge is indeed like this, because if you learn carefully, you will find difficulties, if you just skim it, how can you care about the connotation. ”

"It seems that Monsieur Antoine has a lot of experience in this reading?"

"Haha, it's just an older man's opinion, next time I have the opportunity, come to the corner bookstore, reading is something that will never go out of style, in addition, I recently got some new tea, it tastes very good, I hope you can come and taste it, the sooner the better, otherwise it will be drunk by me and my son." ”

This was the end of the conversation between the two, with Cann Antoine returning to his bookstore and Donald entering the cemetery to find the graves of Mr. and Mrs. Grant.

Unexpectedly, it seems that someone has come to worship before him......

Standing in front of the stone tablet engraved with the epitaph, Donald's eyes were fixed on two bouquets of flowers of the same kind, white lilies of the same kind, wrapped in white cloth.

Put down what you had brought, reach out and pinch a petal, and if you squeeze it a little harder, some juice will seep out, which means that the two bouquets have only been here for a short time.

Relatives and friends of the former parents?

Donald may not think too much about it until he looks at the documents stored in the bank, and since he knows that the identity of his former parents is not simple, he will naturally think about this aspect.

Donald's memories of relatives and friends didn't exist, so he stood up and looked left and right, trying to find one or two people to stimulate his predecessor's memories and recall some key things.

The person who stimulated the memory was not found, but it was not for nothing, a man with a shovel and a beard was shoveling dirt nearby.

Grave keeper.