MTL - How To Wear a Goddess Statue-Chapter 126 day of destiny

The Ilu River traverses the royal city, and the meandering river passes through the center of the city, half guarding the entire royal palace in between.

Before the funeral began, Eleuil personally removed the bones from the narrow black sarcophagus, covered them with new clothes, placed their favorite gold ornaments, and then sent them into the two The coffin of royal funeral specifications.

Eleuil stood on the shore, leaned over and took fresh water from the Ilu River with a clay pot, and sprinkled it on the forehead of the bones in turn. This is a necessary ritual to liberate the soul from the body.

After doing this, she straightened up and glanced at the crowd around her.

A lot of people came to watch the ceremony, most of them were powerful ministers. Some of them just kept solemn, and some cried bitterly. In fact, in the past so many years, few people would really feel sad about this, but they would cry one by one.

Under everyone's attention, Eleuil did not lose his temper.

She looked towards the direction of the source of the river, her eyelashes were half-drooped, hiding the thin water light under her eyes.

Eleuil is surrounded by a circle of open space, just enough space for her to say goodbye to her parents with a voice that only she can hear.

"Father, mother."

."

"Everything will be fine."

"Death will not misjudge the life of good and evil, and the raven will sing for you and bring garlands, as they do with all noble souls."

The sentence paused slightly.

Lotus once mentioned the raven of the **** of death. Her tone was always very light, but when she talked about those **** colleagues, she always had a familiar and casual tone.

I think the camaraderie between the gods is good, after all, they have worked together for thousands of years.

"If you can see Luodus..."

Although the likelihood is close to zero.

The whispering stopped here, as if not knowing what to say.

Finally, it was just a soft goodbye.

"Rest well, see you later."

As if someone was standing around Eleuil just now, saying goodbye, they put their palms on her shoulders.

After the funeral, the coffin was sealed with beeswax and placed in the same chamber of the royal tomb.

From now on, the doors of the tomb will be closed layer by layer, and no one will be allowed to disturb. Worshippers lay bouquets outside the royal tomb, and only Eleuil herself and her consented worshippers can enter the royal tomb and see the huge tombstone outside the tomb.

The audience left, and Eleuil sat alone in front of the tombstone for a long time before walking out of the royal tomb.

Lena stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty,"

Eleuil nodded and looked at the half-white-haired, spirited old man behind her, who was the lord of Tigbia, Hefeet.

Hefeit stayed in the northwest frontier city all year round. This time he came to Acht to report his work and also to attend the funeral.

The old city lord is limited by his age and has not been on the battlefield for several years, but his body is stronger than many warriors. As a loyal veteran of the former king, he is still in a mixed feeling. status.

"Fifteen years... alas."

Hefeit shook his head, looking at Eleuil with a very gentle expression.

Fifteen years ago, when he was at home awake all night because of the news of the death of the previous king, he would never have thought of the little princess who was exiled. To be able to do this today.

Eleuil said: "City Lord Heffitt came all the way, the journey is hard, why don't you stay in the royal city for a few more days and then go back."

"No need, I'll talk to Lena for a while, and I'll leave this afternoon." Heffitt said, "After staying at the border for a long time, I'm not quite used to the weather in Wangcheng. Better go back sooner."

Eleuil did not insist after hearing this, and gave Lena a half-day leave to stay with her father.

Before leaving, Lord Heffitt gave a solemn salute.

"The gods and the kings will watch you and protect you."

"Solancia is in your hands, Your Majesty."

Eleuil nodded and watched the father and daughter leave in the other direction, looking up at the blue sky with few clouds.

Long time.

"Time to go back."

The decorative boots, which are only worn on formal occasions, stepped on the white slate and walked towards the direction of the palace. The guards followed behind the ruler, silent and solemn.

———

Under the same sky, on the highland grasslands beyond the northwest frontier.

The wind blew fast and fast, and the black flag flew and straightened, fully showing the wolf head totem on the flag.

The lines are rough and sharp, and the wolf head is fierce, just like the Sanur people have always been rough.

The leader of Sanur rode a high-headed horse and looked into the distance under the flag.

Although there was nothing special in his field of vision, he knew that if he marched in that direction, he would reach the city of Tigbia that had hindered them for a long time.

"It's really unpleasant to start marching now and walk slowly over."

The leader of Sanur said that his face was full of excitement and anticipation, not as unhappy as he said.

The messenger from Kasneh stood aside and said slowly: "This time we are going to take down the city of Tigbia in one breath. Before the official attack, it is not advisable to be too hasty."

"Of course, when the northwestern defense line of Solancia is broken, you can have fun, my lord."

"Why are you still called your lord." The leader said unhappily, "Now I am the king, the king of Sanur."

The messenger bowed his head: "I was negligent, please forgive me, King Sanur."

The leader laughed: "It's just a joke, how can I be so small, I can successfully defeat them, I have to thank your highness for the weapons, which are more useful than those from the Solan people. too much."

The messenger just smiled.

In the past, the Sanur tribe was divided into several tribes and their power was loose. It was not until the leader unified the highland grasslands with the support of the Kasne people in the past few years that the tribe truly became a whole.

Several small countries between Kasne and Sanur are in danger and surrender to Kasne.

At this point, everything is ready.

The fierce nomadic group and the conspiratorial marine civilization are like a meeting between wolves and sharks, and they set their sights on the rich Solancia.

Northwest Frontier? The impregnable Tigbia?

That is in the past tense, in front of the Sanur warriors after integration, they must be vulnerable!

And the queen—

Oh, what is the ruling princess now, she is far away in Acht City, and she is probably still struggling with government affairs. No one can stop them, no one!

Under the sun, the wolf head black flag began to move forward.

Like a pack of wolves, they bared their fangs to the area with lush water plants and flocks of cattle and sheep.

The old city lord who just returned to the city of Tigbia from Aht had a good night's rest.

I got up the next day and faced a pile of important documents on the table that I had accumulated over the past half a month.

"Oh, I'm really old and easy to get dizzy." Hefeit held his head and tried to avoid the baptism of the official document.

The staff were around, helplessly persuading, when the two sides were coming and going, there was a messy and hurried footsteps outside the door.

"Sir, the Sanur is coming!"

The messenger reported anxiously.

Sure enough, the messenger continued to shout: "It's a massive attack. The Sanur people have gathered a large number of people for some reason, and they are almost at the border!"

Hefeit stood up abruptly.

The leader of Sanur looked up at the high city wall and grinned.

"Siege—"

The fire was raging, and the Sanur attacked the city wall. They wore armor that was completely different from the past, and charged with arrows shot by the defenders on the city wall.

Like their totem, like the wolf **** they worship.

The Tigbian defenders are well-trained and not weak, but in the face of Sanur's absolute numerical superiority and the greatly changed combat tactics, they still feel powerless.

Hefeit put on his armor and was about to set foot on the city wall.

Aides are dissuading: "Sir, your body..."

"Can still call." Heffitt cut off the conversation, "Don't worry, I can call more than the young guy. Has the message been sent?"

"It has been sent out, and it should be able to be sent back to Wangcheng within four days."

"That's good." Heffitt let out a slow breath.

The distance between the northwest frontier and the royal city spans more than half of Solanchia, even if it is a military intelligence emergency, it will take at least three days to arrive, which is an inevitable time difference.

And when the urgent report is sent to Eleuil.

When she knew that the Sanur was invading.

The main city of Heffitt, standing on the city wall, was exhausted. He was exhausted. He was pierced by a spear through his chest, and his **** body fell backwards, his eyes were still open .

Solancia…

Your Majesty…

Lerna.

On the same day, the city of Tigbia was destroyed.

Sanur captured this fortress, showing his predatory nature, and at the same time targeting further cities, they couldn't wait.

The **** with a gray wolf head and a human skull necklace under his neck slammed and opened his fangs.

Beside him, several beast-headed human Sanur gods looked at each other, and it was already clear.

The first **** of Kasnell condensed his body, and the face composed of light and mist could not see the expression, but it seemed to have been expected.

The kingdom of the gods, floating on a floating island in the clouds, the **** of the sky who still maintains the baby appearance frowned and muttered: "How come at this time..."

In the river temple, the water gods were surrounded by a pool of clear water. The rhythmic fluctuation of the pool water finally stopped, the halo disappeared, and everything was silent.

When everything was silent, Luodus opened his eyes.

The blue chalcedony-colored pupils reflect the star map of the Ilu River in the dome, and the glow is flickering, like the undercurrent of a river.

The author has something to say:

When I wake up, the war that decides the survival of civilization begins.

Lotus: ?

Lotus: Wait, have I really only slept for more than four years?