The rumors circulating outside intensified, and for some reason, neither side of the main party came out to stop it.

The headquarters of the second mercenary group in the sky is incompatible with the hustle and bustle outside, calm and a little weird, and the archway by the door is decorated with neat white silk, with a dim light, exuding a bleak quiet.

It wasn't until the first rays of sunlight broke through from the east that there was a faint sound in the dead courtyard gate, and the majestic war song and the sunshine mixed together.

The third son of the firmament, today is the day of the burial, and the execution is a unique battle death ritual among mercenaries, and it is dotted everywhere with *. It was the highest funeral a mercenary could receive, and it represented the extraordinary feats he had in his life.

Whether Marcy is qualified to perform such a funeral is not criticized by too many people. His identity always carries privileges during life and after death, and even the mercenary king Mary Zhennu has no extra reproach in this regard.

"The farewell ceremony begins!"

A soft shout pierced the dawn and echoed through the courtyard.

It seemed to emerge from the darkness of the ground out of thin air, and as the sunlight passed, it was found that there was a long line of people standing at the door, slowly advancing at the moment when the gate opened.

In the center of the hall, strips of white brocade were hung everywhere, and the majestic room was dressed in plain color, so that the visitors were naturally in awe, and they also forgot the various deeds of the protagonist of the funeral, after all, he was just a dead man, and no one would offend the real rights in the mercenary empire for the sake of a dead man.

Everyone who came tried their best to be humble, praised the "glory" of the third prince wholeheartedly, and then awkwardly exited the room under the casual record of the master of ceremonies.

At this time, they are just small people, and they can only step into the headquarters of the sky in the long queue before the ceremony begins, so as to leave an impression. Moreover, in the middle of the hall, Tengger Warner, the head of the firmament, was sitting upright in his chair, meticulously returning the salute to everyone, although his face was as dark as water.

"The leader of the Sky Splitting Mercenary Regiment is here with his children!"

Suddenly, there was a slightly surprised singing and shouting at the gate, but there was a vaguely unwelcoming atmosphere in the antique promise.

The mercenary at the door shrugged his face and looked at the sky, but after he reported his drink, he didn't make any further moves.

"You..."

Alan opened his mouth and was about to get angry, but was stopped by his father on the side. He is Vivien's older brother, a young man who has become obsessed with martial arts, and his daily dream is to get out of this damn home and go around learning to challenge those powerful masters, but as the only heir, this possibility is almost extinct. However, thanks to this character, his temper is so straightforward that he can't hide any emotions, and his father, Forbes Abraham, the leader of the Sky Splitting Mercenary Regiment, has a headache for this.

He is not at all a person who can inherit the material of a huge mercenary group, let alone such a situation. Abraham started as a small mercenary back then, and when he reached today's position, in addition to being loved by the old leader of the mercenary group at that time, and his daughter took a fancy to it, he relied more on his ability, and he could always make the situation more favorable to him.

But this incident still filled him with a sense of powerlessness, it seems that the future is already predictable, not to mention that the opponent is the old fox of Warner, I hope he has lost his mind for the death of his son, so that at least he can ask Mary Zhennu to mediate to suppress the impact of this matter.

"Father. . . They're too much! Why do we come here to say goodbye to Marcy's ceremony, his death was just his own bad luck, what does it have to do with us! ”

Ellen's eyebrows were raised, and his face was clearly filled with resentment and dissatisfaction.

"It's okay! Just wait a minute. ”

Abraham sighed again, his son's abilities had disappointed him again and again, and had recently reached the point of despair.

Recently, the two families have made a lot of trouble, and he and his party don't have too many subordinates, so outsiders almost show weakness at first glance, but he has no way not to come to this trip, he can't bear the consequences, but unfortunately it seems that his son has not realized the real meaning behind this matter at all.

In the hall of the sky, Warner's face did not change in the slightest, as if the visit of Abraham and his party did not come as a surprise to him.

"Father, don't you need me to tell the mercenaries at the door to stop them."

Standing next to Warner was his eldest son, Austin, who looked cautiously at his father's face and said tentatively.

"Stop? Why stop? Warner swept his son lightly, and there was no joy or anger in his expression. Invite them in with the second rite. ”

“。。。 Be. ”

Austin hesitated for a moment, then finally just bowed his head and spoke.

"Rubbish!" Warner suddenly frowned and scolded.

"As a man, you don't have the slightest opinion! Your sister is much better than you in this area! ”

"Do you think your brother's death has something to do with them, so you have a hard time? That's the stupidest thing to do, and since your brother is dead, what you have to do is not to vent your emotions without a purpose, but to find out the pros and cons that can arise from this matter, and use it to get the most out of yourself! ”

Warner stared straight ahead, lightly preaching. His expression was as cold as a snow rock in winter, without the slightest sadness of his dead son, which made Austin on the side feel spasmed in his heart. In my father's eyes, everything seems to be a transaction, and I only see the clear context inside, but completely excludes all the feelings wrapped outside.

Although I don't like the younger brother of the waste wood.,But that's his son in the end.。。 Austen's heart exuded a chill, and all he could do was bow his head in obedience and hurriedly retreat.

"It's a pity that this happened, and we also have deep apologies for Ling Gongzi's death."

Abraham stepped into the hall and opened his mouth, uttering words that seemed to be completely contrary to his actions.

Although there is nothing inappropriate in these words, they are too formulaic and people can't understand the sincerity in them at all. Alan looked at his father in surprise, wondering why he, who was still so kind just now, suddenly said something that sounded a little excessive to him.

Warner, who was seated, raised an eyebrow, his face covered with a shimmer of light from the cracks in the window, which shrouded all but his eyes in shadow, making it impossible to see clearly.

"It's okay, this time it's just an accident, although you have your mercenaries accompanying you to protect you, but a magical beast like the Black Swift Dragon is not something that ordinary manpower can compete with."

He waved his hand, and there was no joy in his tone. It seems that the death is just an ordinary person, and it has nothing to do with himself.

Even Abraham on the other side was a little chilled, he never thought that this old fox didn't feel anything, and in a few words, he firmly locked his way out, he couldn't help but have the same doubts as Austin, is that really his son.

"But we are still very sorry for the death of Ling Gongzi, so please let us make compensation within our ability."

Abraham hesitated for a moment, stared at Warner's face for a moment, and then looked away as if nothing had happened.

Warner stood up suddenly, his eyes twinkling like starlight, and he said coldly.

"I said it was just an accident, you mentioned it again and again, is there anything hidden that can't be done!"

The sudden outstretched hostility made the eyes of the idle mercenaries around them, who had not had time to quit yet, bury their heads and whisper.

Abraham's face changed completely, he didn't expect this old fox to attack on the spot, could it be his purpose...

The meaning behind it made him feel crazy, impossible...

Shaking his head, he shook off the idea for the time being, and now he had to continue to give an explanation for this matter, otherwise the rumors would continue to break the sky's position in jeopardy.