If you only look at the numbers recorded on the calendar, the hot summer will be over in a day or two, but the residual heat is still in the city, and the hot weather should continue for a while.

Since the morning, the light rain has been falling non-stop, and in this dripping rain, the streets and vegetation have been painted with a watery sheen. Rain brings an abundance of humidity, but it doesn't help to temper the heat – on the contrary, the humid air makes people feel uncomfortable.

Silence enveloped the greenery of the courtyard, and the already dull air became so heavy that it was almost impossible to breathe. Looking at the cheap coffins displayed side by side not far away, Curt silently glanced at the empty hall, and his mind drifted slightly into the distance.

It's been several days since the day he fought the black-clad sorcerer in the slums, and after the black-clad sorcerer escaped, Curt quickly contacted the guards. There is no doubt that the bodies of the paupers and the teenagers who were the only survivors were received by the garrison.

According to Curt's understanding of the guard, except for a few more responsible security officers, those members of the guard who came to take over the scene could not care about why these poor people died. They wouldn't even bother to come if it weren't for what they were investigating.

It can be regarded as good news, probably only the fact that Grostide has been discharged from the hospital after injury. Pale in the face, he just got up from the hospital bed and volunteered to rush back to work, and the security officers who were sent to the hospital with him returned to the front line with him before they had time to recuperate.

Soon, the work that belonged to him was once again in his hands - and probably part of it was trust in his abilities. So after the investigation and evidence collection of the garrison, there are still a lot of troublesome things that must be dealt with, and those poor people who were killed by the black-clad mage can finally be buried.

No matter how bad they lived during their lifetime, but at least after death. The empire is not sparing a little bit of the land on which they are buried. The government will pay for the cremation of these poor people who do not have the means to bury them, and at the same time bury their remains in public ossuary halls.

The only "family member" who attended this simple funeral was the teenager, and even if other related personnel were included, there were no more than ten people in the hall. The boy's reaction was also very cold. As if it was the first time he saw the faces around him, he didn't react at all to the arrival of Curt and Lizzie.

The two members of the Leinster family, who are often dressed in black, are still dressed in black, and their white complexion is almost mistaken for the staff here. There were only five people in the room, two of the men in the cloaks were from the Bone Hall, and the other two were from the garrison. Grostide, the second officer of the garrison in charge of the incident, was the same as the staff. Also wearing black mourning clothes.

It has been said that no matter who they are, they will always die in the end, and the only difference is whether their death will have a huge impact. Some people die like a surging tide, while others fall to the ground like an insignificant speck of dust.

Life or death. A person's impact on the surroundings will not change easily.

If these people's deaths were to be judged by this standard, they would be nothing more than tiny specks of dust that had fallen to the ground. For the city as a whole, their existence is almost unknown, and death does not affect the other people who live in the city.

Curt couldn't help but think of the funeral of a great man.

It was a sorcerer, a sorcerer of considerable accomplishments - his funeral was not only grand and unprecedented, but also solemn. The altar located in the central spell hall of the imperial capital is a giant flower offering platform about four meters high and fifteen meters wide. Flowers from all walks of life will almost bury the coffin. Not only on the altar, but also in the coffin filled with countless flowers. So much so that it looks like it's just stuffed with flowers.

Through the small window on the coffin, the sorcerer barely managed to peek out of the pile of flowers. The protruding forehead, the bridge of the nose and the thin lips are undoubtedly all his faces. His wrinkled old face looked much younger after the staff made it look much younger.

If that was luxurious, then the funeral that Curt attended now was definitely shabby - the coffin was the cheapest, and the deceased had simply washed the stains off his body and been put on clean clothes to be sent to ashes in the raging flames.

In the center of the venue, a huge photograph of the deceased was placed, and the coffin containing his body was as big as a leaf. And these coffins parked in front of you today. It is estimated that there is only a slight chance of victory in terms of numbers - and this is certainly not a valuable comparative item.

About 50,000 or 80,000 people were present at that funeral, or maybe 100,000 - Curt doesn't remember it anyway. Those who come will not be able to enter the main hall, which can accommodate 20,000 people. I had to line up along the perimeter, and even over the fence outside the venue.

Outcome. Because of the "hospitality" of the guild hall, even though the body was transported out, the noisy funeral continued, which is full of irony compared to today's deserted venue.

"So...... Now it's time too. "Sheng is a staff member in black mourning clothes, and his expressionless face is more like a dead man than a dead man" Sixteen deceased people, including Kotzka, Kenny, and Seris, will next go to the 'Seat of Glory', may their souls be redeemed. ”

Those who were killed were all members of the Holy Episcopal Order, so the funeral was held in accordance with the pattern of the funeral rites of this denomination. The mourners are asked to bid farewell to the remains, followed by a ceremony to send the believers to the "Seat of Glory" before their bodies are burned.

Salvation can be attained by faith in the "Holy Lord", which is different from the most traditional denominations - some religions are always being interpreted in the process of development, and the Holy Episcopal Sect is no exception.

The staff closed the small window on the coffin, and everyone present took a few steps back and watched as the staff opened the door to the incinerator, which was a thick, black metal door. Years of use have left him covered with smoky fire marks, but they are well cared for.

After pressing the switch next to it, the coffin placed on the track will move "click" into the furnace. When the door closed, the staff exchanged a glance and pressed another button - followed by the sound of something cracking inside the heavy iron door.

"The deceased has departed, please wait in the lounge. ”

In a few moments, they were chased out by the staff, whether it was Curt and Lizzie, who were almost completely unrelated, or the teenager who was their companion, and even the people who came from the guard had to turn around and leave the incineratorium. The next step is the specialized field of work that belongs to the funeral home.

Curt silently glanced back at the busy staff, and with their actions, the final journey of the "lives" in the sealed coffin was also over. The flames will burn their bodies, eventually turning them into skeletal remains that are charred to the point of being dry and brittle, shattered to the point where even the prototype is invisible.

"It's over......"

Out of the funeral home, Lizzie stretched like a cat, she seemed to have something to say, but when she saw that Grostide was still around, she consciously shut up.

This is the outskirts of the city of Catrice, in the hills of Mount Solti, surrounded by no visible buildings, except for this funeral parlor with a large cemetery behind it. Not far away, the square gray cement building is the ossuary hall that will store their ashes.

With his back to Curt and Lizzie, who were walking slowly, Grostide casually looked down at the green slope, then took out a cigarette from his chest pocket and lit it, and inhaled the cigarette into his lungs hard: "Leinster, I heard from the other people in charge that you are the first person to appear, and you have contact with each other?"

His voice was low and a little tired, but it was a familiar deep voice from Curt, the toxin should have been expelled from his body, but the physical injuries were not so easy to heal - his current body should not be in a hurry to return to the front line of work.

"You've worked really hard...... I have to work with such an injury. He spread his hands, and then said helplessly, "But they're right, I did get on the guy - it was a black-robed sorcerer who was very good at spells for attack. ”

When he reported to the garrison, he had already explained the process of the battle, after all, he would also be involved in the confession provided by the teenager. Rather than attract unnecessary suspicion, it is better to direct the investigation yourself - the information given from his mouth is at least more credible than that of the teenager.

Curt said lightly, but Grostide showed an incredible expression, he looked at Curt, and said tentatively: "We already know this from the situation at the scene, but what kind of person is the other party, who can escape from you?"

Grostide was confident in Curt's abilities, and if it were a one-man approach, only a few elite members of the garrison would be able to fight him. For the method warlock to escape from Curt's hands, not to mention how effective it is, but it may not be easy to catch it.

"If it's a solo fight, of course I can easily leave him behind. Curt shook his head slightly, emphasizing Grostide. "But just as I was about to capture him, his reinforcements arrived...... Obviously, the other party is a highly organized group, and his members are all dangerous elements. ”

Everything I know is already mentioned in the report—Curt sighed, and prepared to put together the collated report once more. (To be continued)

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