After sitting in the villa for a while, Anglie got up and checked the status of the talisman array, the magic crystal card can still support more than half a year, and there is no need to replace it. Then he went back to the Overworld and brought some food and drink for Frieh, and then went straight back to the Overworld.

In the crater ruins, the three of Morian rested for a while, then got up directly to say goodbye, and by the way, each of them left a gift for Vivi.

Anglie put away the gift and left the ruins with him. Rush in the direction of the Mermaid's Song.

The Mermaid's Song is not far from the crater ruins, and it only took more than ten days to arrive.

The whole city was in shambles, and when you entered the city, the surrounding streets were filled with cries and tears.

About three out of ten people in the city were holding funerals, and the whole city was in mourning.

Walking along the main road of the city, Anglie saw the funeral procession carrying black and white coffins everywhere.

Following the main road of the city into a small road on the right, most of the pedestrians encountered along the way were women, children, or young girls and old people. Few young men are barely visible.

In the black-brown city alley, Anglie, dressed in a black robe, hurried forward, walking in the direction from which the secret imprint had been transmitted.

Soon, the long, dark alleyway disappeared, and what Angliel saw was a vast green meadow densely covered with white marble tombstones.

The neat white tombstones are dyed in solemnity and tranquility in the setting sun.

Groups of people were gathering in front of different tombs, some hanging coffins and lowering them slowly, while others were shamans whispering eulogies for the dead.

Anglie walked towards a group of people at the edge of a remote grove at the farthest end.

Most of these people were dressed in black and dark clothes, and each of them had a heavy and solemn face.

Twenty or thirty people stood in small pieces, each holding a bunch of white flowers in their hands. A small band plays harps and violins. The mourning music makes it even more dreary.

Under the twilight of the sunset. Some people arrived here one after another, standing aside.

A wizard flipped through the black book of mourning in his hand, preparing a eulogy for a moment.

Angre strode over. A few wizards on one side noticed Anglie. They took the initiative to say hello to him.

"Secretary Green. ”

"Minister Green, you're back. ”

Anglie nodded along the way, courtesy. As he strode over, he stood on the edge of the coffin.

The lid of the coffin was left open. The body of Minister Cruze lay quietly inside, surrounded by black silk and black petals, and he was dressed in a black gown with an oval-shaped red gem like an eye on his chest.

Many bouquets of white flowers have been placed around the coffin.

Anglie stood in front of the corpse, and the family members on the right were faintly crying.

He bowed slightly, and took out a small box from his sleeve, the box was black all over and without any patterns. He carefully placed the box in the coffin, placing it on the right side of the corpse.

Only then did he turn around and walk to the family on the right.

On the right stood a boy of five or six years old. and two young girls, one older and one younger. They all have blonde hair and beautiful facial features.

Angree walked over and gently rubbed the head of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl who had stepped forward.

"Julie. Need help with anything in the future. I can come to you Uncle Green. You're welcome. I had a good relationship with your father during his lifetime. He was a man of respect. Angliel whispered.

"Thank you" Julie, the eldest of the three children, and her eyes began to turn red again. Tears kept rolling in his eyes. "Thank you, uncle"

Anglie looked at the three children with some emotion. Shaking his head, he turned and walked to the crowd on the left.

In the crowd on the left, a tall man in a dark green swordsman's suit was unusually conspicuous. I'm whispering something to a few other wizards.

The man saw Anglie approaching, politely greeted the wizard who was talking, and turned to meet Angle.

"Minister Green, long time no see. He hugged Angliel gently.

"Head Barry, I just haven't seen you for two years. What the hell is going on this time? Is it really just an accident?" Angliel frowned and asked directly why. "With Cruze's caution, it's a bit hard to imagine that this would happen. ”

"Unfortunately, this time it was true. "The head of Barry is the largest official position in one of the three major academies of Mermaid Song, and he is also one of the most powerful people in the entire Mermaid Song.

This tall, hundred-year-old man had always been friendly with Cruz and admired him.

"Cruze's life is nearing the end of his life, he has to take a risk, if the impact is successful, maybe he will live for more than a hundred years, but he didn't expect it" Barry sighed. Unfortunately, his wife died very young, leaving behind three children who would be left to be helpless in the future. ”

Anglie also knew what he meant: "Indeed, Julie they are indeed very troublesome, without the qualifications of wizards, it means that his family will completely abandon them, the rules of the middle are like this, people without wizard qualifications will not be recognized as members of the family." And as ordinary people, they can still rely on their father's afterglow to be safe for a while, but it will be very troublesome later. So what are you going to do?"

Barry looked at the three children opposite: "I'm alone, and I'm about to rush to the front line with the students, so I guess I can't take care of them." In the future, it may depend on you and Biado. One of you is a deputy minister, and the other is Cruze's closest subordinate. In the future, it's up to you to support you a little more. ”

Anglie nodded: "It's okay, I have always had a good relationship with Cruz, although we don't have a good path, but I have always admired a person like him who works hard for his ideals." I'll take care of his three children. Maybe it would be better to let them spend their lives in peace and stability. ”

"Yes, for us, it's just a few tens or hundreds of years, and for them, it's a whole life. Barry sighed.

"Don't worry, I'll arrange it. Angele's eyes fell on the three children opposite, but for a moment he remembered the two siblings Fra and Furia in the nightmare world.

The difference is that the youngest of the three people in front of him is not a girl but a boy, and all three are destined to be ordinary people for the rest of their lives.

Angele and Barry stood together, neither of them talking, and the other wizards did not dare to come and disturb them.

One of the two is a princeling, and the other is a powerful man, although everyone wants to hook up with them, but no one would be so stupid to choose to spoil the atmosphere at such a time.

The funeral soon began.

A bald old wizard in a gold-rimmed black robe trembled to the head of the coffin, and stood still facing everyone, holding a thick black tome.

"Cruz Ain Orange Belen, the deputy lord of the Northern Icefields City for a four-year term. Now the Song of the Mermaid, the Minister of Personnel of the Main City," the old man began to narrate the life exploits of Cruze in a hoarse and deep voice.

The band on one side slowly played melodious and mournful music, and the violin-like music matched the lightness of the harp, faintly revealing a hint of ethereal.

After the old wizard finished chanting, many friends stepped forward and sprinkled a silver-gray powder on the corpse. Powder, like phosphor, slowly drifted onto the corpse's surface, coating it with a layer of silver.

This is to prevent a necromantic wizard from manipulating and summoning the deceased in the future, and it was invented by a great necromancer a long time ago.

The sky slowly became dark and low. The wind was getting louder and louder, and the sky was filled with clouds.

Soon, in the midst of the uproar, the raindrops the size of beans suddenly fell down, and spilled down in large swaths as if they were pouring down.

In the slamming sound of umbrellas, a black umbrella was soon propped up on the side of the funeral.

Angel stretched out his right hand, and a black metal umbrella quickly melted into his body, quickly blocking the top of his head. It's the same as the umbrellas that everyone else has prepared.

The raindrops smashed on the surface of the umbrella, making a subtle crackling sound.

"Minister, you're back too. Behind Angliel, several fair-faced young wizards approached and whispered hello.

"It's Juncker, what's the matter with the Mermaid's Song? Suddenly there are funerals everywhere?" Anglie watched as several people hoisted the coffin, slowly closing the lid and placing it in the tomb. He asked in a low voice, "I just came back and I don't know the situation." ”

These little wizards are all Anglie's direct subordinates in the ministry, and they are the leaders of several personnel groups, and they all have twenty or thirty men under them. These people are all first-level wizards, and they are the backbone of the personnel department.

The witch named Juncker who took the lead showed a hint of bitterness on his face.

"The Mermaid Song is pretty good, it's said that there are almost six out of ten people in War Drum City who have to do a funeral. He paused and continued, "This time, the strength of a legion on the front line fell into the trap of the White City Alliance, and tens of thousands of people fell, all of whom were directly buried alive by those miscellaneous pieces of the alliance, and only a few hundred people survived."

"Really, these damn scum of the White City," Angli groaned, "In the future, when I'm not in Mermaid Song, you can take care of Julie and them, those three children are only a few decades for us." ”

Juncker looked at the coffin that was slowly being hung into the tomb, and there was a faint hint of fear in his eyes. "I used to think that we wizards are the most powerful group in the world, and we can have the most privileged life in the world, why don't these people enjoy it, but keep going hard?

Angliel glanced at him and didn't ask more.

The heavy rain is getting more intensive. The coffin was soon placed in the tomb, then covered with earth and placed with flowers.

The people around them also slowly began to leave.

In the end, only a few people remained. Angliel also planned to turn away.

"Uncle Green. A childish voice stopped him from behind.

Angela turned around and saw Julie standing behind him with her two children, the little boy being held by his sister, and the two children looking at Angelet with a hint of pleading.

"What's wrong, Julie?" said Angle, quietly.