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Chapter 361: Mourning for the Dead(2/2)

Su Wen made an idea that he had already determined when he met Lovison.

This is part of the future.

He placed the unlit light on the body with only a trace of the mind flayer's mental ability remaining.

And the remnant soul belonging to Lovison also returned to his body through the power of Branlit in the afterglow of the light.

But his will.

Probably can't support much.

That is the kindness of the afterglow of lights to the mourners.

But there is no resurrection within His authority, and He has no intention of disturbing the boundaries between life and death.

“The mountains and the sea are silent, and the winter nights are silent.

Lovison.

You have to walk this last part of your journey by yourself."

At a certain moment, Su Wen was probably finally able to feel Lovison's same emotion as his own:

Lonely.

Maybe it's loneliness.

Only then would he allow them to hold on to that swaying warmth amid indifference and rationality.

at the same time.

After seeing him and seeing the dim light behind him that seemed to be extinguished at any time, Lovison shook his body and turned around to bow deeply to him.

"Thank you, respected savior Mr. Rhine."

Immediately afterwards.

He staggered towards the foot of the mountain and performed a standard military salute, and then walked towards Starfall Port.

Lovison still has something to do.

But Su Wen just watched everything silently.

He is waiting for someone.

Waiting for someone who will definitely come.

"Is Lovison not going to survive?"

A slightly regretful and beautiful voice without much emotion came from behind him.

But Su Wen didn't seem to be surprised.

He just replied calmly and indifferently,

"I can't give an answer.

What if a miracle happened during the ritual of Mask of Sorrow in Starfall Port?

What I mean is:

'Miracle'."

Accompanied by the pattering of light footsteps.

The royal sister Rendell walked out of the shadows in a leather coat with a cigarette in her hand. She looked charming and lazy.

She leaned against the stone pillar of the lighthouse and blew out a smoke ring, and then asked:

"You know I'm following you?"

"I didn't know at first.

But the old tower guard Toros Vic left me a clue in his house.

Miss Rendell.

or.

I should call you 'Rendall Harry Anastasia'

The First Route of the Lost Sea, a sentinel organization under the Great Library:
Chapter completed!
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