Mokou Town.

The day after the war ended, the weather was cool and the sky was filled with faint dark clouds.

As Brian stepped up the steps on the dark blue carpet, raindrops fell down, making the steps moist.

This was once a bloody arena near the edge of the town, but it has now been transformed into a cemetery by him, with the purpose of resettling the remains of those who died in battle.

He knew that there would be such a day, so at the end of the war, the transformation had been completed in advance and played its role.

On this day of reminiscing about the deceased, Brian wore a white silk shirt and dark blue breeches, a thick ceremony coat embroidered with purple silk thread, and lambskin gloves on his hands.

As a lord, when the territory was first established, he knew that he had to greet those who had lost their loved ones as much as possible and express his gratitude to them.

Of course, he also sincerely hopes that he can bring some comfort to everyone.

Although it was still raining, he did not pull up his hood to cover his slightly messy black hair. If he wanted to, he could isolate the rain from himself by changing his heart.

But he did not do so, but let the raindrops gently hit his head and cheeks, as if the sky had already thought of the ceremony to be held and couldn't help but cry for it.

The two female priests standing at the door smiled at him, put their hands on their chests, and bowed.

They wore smoke-gray robes and cloaks, and silver headbands, and in prominent positions on the chest of the dark robes, they wore the holy emblem of the god of death Kranvo: a bone-outward white skull arm holding a balance that firmly balanced both sides in a golden ratio, with an iron-gray wasteland in the background.

From their iron holy emblem, we can see that these are two lower-level clergymen, because the formal priests wear silver holy emblem, while the higher-level ones are gold.

The god of death, Cranwo, also known as: Lord of the Dead, the judge of the soul of the underworld, the master of the crystal spire, the great ferryman, and a powerful god of death.

During the Battle of the Gods of the Saints, Cranvoy was the old companion of Midnight and Ayton. Cialik's series of responsibilities after Ciali's disaster caused him to replace him and inherit the position of the Dead.

The first official action of the new God of the Dead was to successfully transform Cyric's skeleton castle into a shining crystal tower.

This action symbolizes that the God of the Dead will not hide anything about himself, and that He intends to judge the dead with a fair and just attitude.

Although He is sometimes very harsh, Cranvot is kind, just, straightforward and sincere.

As a god, Cranvot is not very smart, and always tries to deal with problems that He regards as the primary trouble with direct actions.

Although He acted in good faith, He often ignored long-term problems caused by short-term solutions and other paths toward progress.

Cranvot also has an unexpected ally in terms of the traditional alliance of gods.

His close relationship with Misterah—the previous human midnight.

When they were still mortals, they fell in love, but was this romantic fire still clear after their God?

No one knows, and these two gods also strictly guard this privacy.

Cranvoy made many attempts to transform the City of the Dead, such as building a crystal spire, demolishing the Wall of the Untrust (but was stopped by Jego).

In contrast, Yego also did many things behind his back, such as subtly training the original camp as a kind and orderly God of Death to be orderly and neutral.

The most important thing is that under the guidance of Yeage, Cranvot also signed an agreement with the devil. When the devil invades the City of the Dead, he robs the soul, the devil will provide assistance. In exchange, the devil can use the means of cheating from the City of the Dead to abduct the soul.

The abyss demons who are also evil camps are not treated so well. Cranvoy's revenge on the demons is very direct, and usually sends incarnations into the bottomless abyss to kill.

Among the four generations of the Lord of the Dead, Jego represents the mystery of death, Milk represents the fear of death, Cirick represents the madness of death, and the latest Cranvoy represents the justice of death.

Cranvoy believes that death is just a part of life, there is no need to be afraid of death, no need to avoid death, and no need to regard death as evil.

Fear of death will send you to those who can reach your death ground, and die with dignity. There is no need to rush to die, nor can you embrace the way of immortality.

The church of Kranvo, the god of death, believes that it is their important duty to find those who are about to die.

Because the neutral god of death's wish is to let every natural or non-natural wise creature on the continent have a sad song chanted by a raven on his side, guiding him to the right place in the samsara.

It should be emphasized that Cranwo is the great master who guides the people to the next life.

He believes that death is not the end of the end, but a wonderful, ever-ending transit station. Let every dead person know that Cranvoy is waiting for them to welcome them in a new cycle.

But this is just the wish of the God of Death. To truly establish a perfect reincarnation station, what He needs to face is not only the demons and devils who compete for the souls of mortals, but also the gods.

"...Mr. Brian." said the priest girl on the right, with a stuttering stutter, "Please allow me to call you that, but fortunately you arrived in time, please, the ceremony is about to begin."

Brian gave the pastor a kind smile, "Thank you."

In fact, before coming here, he also attended a ceremony held by the pastors of the Church of the God of Knowledge in a temporary shrine.

As pastors and knights of the Church of God of Knowledge, they have a better home.

"Please wait a moment," said the priest girl, taking out an unlit candle, "Please take this, sir."

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Brian took the candle and walked into the door, leaving a handful of gold in the tribute plate beside the two priests.

He walked into the cemetery and a tombstone that was as straight as a sword appeared in his sight. The sides of the steps were filled with people waiting in the rain.

Monuments are an important type of art in human history.

As a form of three-dimensional shape, it takes into account the characteristics of architecture and sculpture. In its development process, it not only serves the ruling class and politics, but also can care about people's inner needs and enter into the lives of ordinary people.

When Brian appeared, everyone's eyes shifted from the monument that made them feel new to him.

He walked slowly along the stone steps to the monument, looked at a priest of the God of Death, and nodded slightly.

The old man was of medium size, strong and sturdy, and his whole body was covered with a smoky gray robe. His face was hidden in the hood. If he didn't look closely, he would look blurry.

Even though he stood by his side so strikingly, Brian could not feel the existence of the old man.

"Death is only part of the cycle of life. It is not the end of the end, but a wonderful, endless cycle. The ending traverser of the Lord of the Dead will escort them to the city of the Dead."

The old man said to him in a calm and clear voice, with a long-handled sickle in his right hand, a mysterious and ancient book in his left hand, and a golden skeleton emblem hanging on his chest.

Brian maintained as awe as possible for the believers of the Lord of the Dead, because behind this powerful divine power was the most mysterious god: the Secretary of Death, Yege.

In fact, he just asked Graal to invite an ordinary pastor to hold a grand memorial ceremony. Who would have thought of such a great person?

Brian was surprised and was still very happy inside.

After all, the paladins and priests in the "Knights of Eternal" church of the God of Death, Klanwo, are the priests who are best at dealing with undead creatures and demons among all the sects under the command of the gods.

He knew that this kind of occasion was not the time to consider this issue, so he turned his back to the monument and faced the crowd.

Although the rain has slowed down, it has not stopped yet, and no one plans to shelter from the rain.

Brian's eyes swept over the husband and wife who had lost his partner, father and mother who had lost his children, orphans who had lost their parents, and those solemn and upright Purple Dragon Knights and War Mages.

A little girl tried not to cry, and Brian gave her an inspiring smile. The little girl took a deep breath and gave him a slightly trembling smile.

The girl is the sister of the Purple Dragon Knight Alek. After the war, she ran to him and asked about her brother's condition.

"Child, I can tell you that before the enemy submerged your brother with countless undead creatures, he killed a flying winged night shadow on his own and saved many people. I can be sure that your brother made the people of the Ghost City pay a heavy price before falling down."

This is his answer to the little girl.

Although he did not witness it with his own eyes, he knew very well that when a paladin began to "sacrifice" the realm with the belief that he would die, the power that burst out could not be calculated using common sense.

"Dear friends, welcome you here. All the people who are enlightened and humble in this town have come. This place has witnessed many joyful scenes and many sad times. Today we gather here to commemorate the dead, remember them, mourn them, and pay high respect to their sacrifices to the Kingdom of Cormier and Mokou Town."

Brian organized his own language and made his calm voice clear and powerful, and even those standing at the farthest could clearly hear it:

"At the edge of the Enoak Desert, they faced a terrifying enemy, with great strength, and no one thought we could win. However, it was the pure courage of these heroes, including humans, elves, dwarves, half-elves... Yes, even the brave goblins, ogres, and zombies living in the Hedge Village that we can achieve valuable victory.

We have defeated the army of the Ghost City, and we want to pay tribute to all the heroes who died. The way we pay tribute to them is not to die like them...but to live well, to heal our wounds, to help others cheer up, to laugh, to feel the sunshine on our faces, to hug the people we love, and to let them know that every hour and every minute of every day, they are so important.

Every mourner who came here today has received a candle, and each candle represents the people who have passed away in our hearts. Now, let us light the candles and mourn the heroes who have devoted themselves in the war. For Mokou Town, for the Kingdom of Cormier!”

Gradually, the rain stopped, the dark clouds began to dissipate, and a bright blue color was sprinkled in the sky.

The crowd cheered, and many people's eyes were filled with tears. Brian felt that he had done everything he should do as much as possible.

He admitted that he was not a very outstanding ruler, but he also secretly promised in his heart that he would work hard to be a lord.

In his eyes, he never used these dead Purple Dragon Knights, warriors, ordinary warriors, mercenaries and adventurers as tools for their own expansion of territory.

So, from the first time he confronted the Yinhun City, and then seized control of Mokou Town in the battle with Santalin Society, he finally defeated the invaders of Yinhun City.

During the whole process, all the dead, no matter what their identity was during their lifetime, were worthy of commemorating these deceased people themselves.

He just wanted to be a qualified and good lord as much as possible.
Chapter completed!