"Whoa-" Bean-sized raindrops are falling in the sky, and the city is ushering in reconstruction work, even on such a rainy day, you can still see the crane or something busy.

On a rainy day, there was still a thin layer of fog, and in the hazy suburbs, a group of people in black suits and black umbrellas stood in a row, holding a white flower in their hands, each with their heads down and their eyes half-closed.

The mourning music is long, it is poignant, the hollow valley is heard, and the mourning is long-lasting...... In such weather, it looks particularly bleak.

A few beautiful wreaths were placed on either side, rustling under the rain, and in that pit lay quietly in the coffin was the sleeping hero.

After the silence, people lined up to throw the white flowers in their hands into the pit one by one to offer their best wishes.

"Child, have a good rest, if I can continue to run a factory in the next life, I must get you back." Mr. Nozaki put the flower down, then put on sunglasses to cover his slightly swollen eyes.

"Come, throw the flower in your hand to Brother Wind!" Uncle Furukawa and Aunt Furukawa leaned over with their two children to leave the flowers, looking at the black coffin, their noses were sour, and tears mixed with rain flowed down from the corners of their eyes.

The family held up their umbrellas and left, and the members of the night raiding team did not say anything, quietly put down the raindrop-soaked flowers in their hands, and all the words were in the eyes of the cherished companion.

Ji Ya and Ren are also here, for this young man who has only one side, as a senior who once had the same mission, they never thought that there would be a day when they would bid farewell to the wind, such a fresh life, but now they can no longer show that sunny and energetic smile......

The child who jumped off the building and the previous mother and son also came, offering their meager hearts to this kind-hearted person who never hesitated to help others, even though he couldn't take care of himself.

The oldest person present was probably the white-haired management officer Matsunaga, and it was rare for the foreseeer to walk out of the combat command room and accompany the management officer.

Governor Matsunaga's eyes were filled with guilt, and even though he had done his best to save his life and contracted all the expenses, including the funeral, he still felt that it was not enough to atone for the wind.

The white-haired man sent the black-haired man, but this black-haired man is not an exaggeration to say that he sent it in himself......

Those piercing eyes seemed so gentle and ashamed at the moment, and he dragged his tired body, ignoring the hindrance of the Prophet, knelt on the ground that was about to be beaten into mud by the rain, and bowed his head heavily, muttering, "I'm sorry......"

"Matsunaga Officer!" The lonely door hurriedly came over to help the prophet help the Shogun to his feet, and it didn't matter if there were tears or rain on his wet face......

In the sound of mourning, the coffin was finally covered with layers of soil, and Gumen and the others put on raincoats and built the bottom monument with the mud gang, and the rain was pouring down, but they never stopped their movements because of this.

In the midst of the busyness, the rain that had not stopped that morning was finally tired, and gradually stopped as the mist dissipated.

The people put the custom-made stone monument and reinforced it with cement, and then planted ivy in the soil behind it, hoping that they would bring this wish to the wind......

Megumi Sakuda, Nonomiya Ruisheng, and Saya Shouto came to the company, carefully wiping the soil off the stone tablet, revealing the bold words: "Tomb of the Hero Sugiyama Tempest", and they helped to tidy up the surroundings so that the Tempest could rest clean and clean.

"Tempest...... Bon voyage!! With tears in his eyes, he and Aoyama threw the lit firecrackers forward, and in the crackling sound of firecrackers, in the slowly rising white smoke, they bid farewell to their friends.

When it was all over, everyone left.

Farewell to his friends, he can't be depressed because of this, presumably the wind is in heaven, and I don't want to see them feel sorry for him.

Miraculously, the Furukawa family lived in a place that was not affected by the fighting, and the family volunteered to help rebuild the city and provide the citizens with the help they could.

After they all left, the girl in the white dress walked slowly to the grave barefoot, looking at the fruit and incense they placed here at the lonely door, the slightly immature face blinked the big eyes of the water, and the two cherry lips moved slightly: "Tomb of the Hero Sugiyama Tempest......"

"Human, why can you do this......" Recalling the bright light of life, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes.

"Then ......" she looked up at the drifting clouds, and a light voice came from between her lips, "Thank you for your efforts, the will of the earth will pray for you." ”

She closed her eyes, folded her hands in the swaying breeze, and felt her heart, and the green light gathered from the ground, so that the newly planted ivy suddenly came to life, and the surroundings became verdant, and in such a late autumn season, such tender green vegetation miraculously opened, sending off the wind.

"Hmm......" The girl slowly opened her eyes, then nodded slightly, let out a long breath, and turned to leave into the distance.

"Michael's Progress in Completion: 10 Percent"

Back in the Fortress of Freedom, before he had changed into his rarely worn suit, the Seer saw the message coming from the screen.

Ten percent......

He sighed softly, yes, only ten percent, but the wind was already ......

But Michael's work will not stop because there are still many people in the world who are as deeply troubled by AIDS as Hurricane, and they also need Michael's salvation. He let out a long breath, sat back in his chair, and replied to the message: "Received, hard work." ”

He also called up the construction of the Omega, which is now almost complete, and the previous power system crisis almost killed the fighter, but fortunately it was repaired in time, and now it has entered the final stage of preparation, and it must be officially put into use soon.

"When the time comes...... We won't sit idly by anymore......" The Prophet let out a long breath and slowly closed his eyes, and in the darkness he saw the familiar silver-white light again, but next to it there was a light he had never seen before......

He opened his eyes and frowned slightly: "Could it be ...... Is there still an unknown light......"

Bringing Matsunaga back to the base and sending him back to his room, he looked at Matsunaga, who was asleep on the bed, Saya Shouto shook his head helplessly, and then closed the door gently: "It's really heartbreaking......"

She knew that Matsunaga had given everything to TLT-J, and now that his body was not as good as before due to the fatigue of this time, she still insisted on sending Sugiyama away in person......

She knew that she didn't know much about this man's obsession, and this boss was far stronger and more stubborn than she imagined......

"My Precious Monster!! The dark shadow mage's purple figure was still remorseful in his purple-black space.

It never expected that Sugiyama Tempest would be able to burst out with such power before he died, and even if he intervened at that time, he might not be able to resist it......

He watched the treasure he had worked so hard to make pass away in front of his eyes, and he hated it so much, but there was nothing he could do, after all, he couldn't find a partner if he wanted revenge......

It pulled out the crystal ball with the ability to foresee the future that it had received from Dark Zaki, which contained some of Dark Zaki's power, and in its flickering strange light, it saw the face of the next fittest.

"Oh?" It raised its eyebrows, swept away the sad face just now, and suddenly became interested again: "Noah, you are really anxious, the last person with the ability has just passed away, you have found a good home, tsk...... But in this way, the pressure is really getting bigger and bigger......"

"After all, it's the existence that defeated the dark Zaki, so it must not be a fuel-efficient lamp, so you have to think about your next move......"

It was thinking about its next move, and it felt a new wave, and it felt ......

With a wave of its robe, it quickly appeared on the periphery of the blue planet, and a strange energy fluctuation appeared in the Earth-Moon orbit, and it looked closely at this energy fluctuation, and immediately rejoiced:

"Looks like I don't have to do it...... Hum hum ......"

"It's really good to have the root cause shattered...... Hum hum ......"

"Senior, did you say that he regretted it?" Back at the Fortress of Freedom, while changing clothes in the locker room, Aoyama asked Gumen.

"Huh?" Lone Door blinked, took off the suit and folded it up, and then took off the team uniform hanging in the cabinet and put it on quickly: "What do you mean?" ”

"Hmm...... Does the senior think that he has ever regretted becoming the fittest? ”

The lone keeper sorted out the team uniform, reached out and patted the shoulder of Qingshan, who had just put on the team uniform, and left first: "I don't know the answer to this question. ”

He smiled slightly and left. He knew that Aoyama must have been very sympathetic and felt unfair for him when he saw the sacrifice of the wind and thought of the painful experience of the wind being arrested for the experiment.

These thoughts, the previous self also has, when the whole TLT regarded Ji Yajun as an enemy, only he was willing to believe Ji Yajun and speak for him.

From Aoyama's body, he saw the shadow of his past self.

This answer can only be left to him to find slowly, just like the wind finally found the meaning of life on his own...... The answer they gave directly was not the only choice, I believe that Qingshan will definitely be able to find the answer in his heart......

"Huh-" Gumen stopped, a flash of light flashed in front of him, and in a trance, he suddenly felt something more in his hand, this feeling is really familiar......

He slowly raised his hand, and there was already a silver short sword in his hand, and the luminous crystal part exposed on the white sword shimmered slightly, giving him that long-lost feeling.

"Long time no see......" he stepped forward, placing the Evolution Truster in his bag.

- To be continued