Irina, the Goddess of the Scarlet Moon

Irina knew that the fact that she didn't come home overnight should have caused them to worry. When she saw a few people this time, she immediately thought about the words of explanation in her heart.

Soon after, several people came to Irina's room and listened to Irina's story about the mirror world.

Of course, Irina made a lot of cuts to this story, and only said that she didn't encounter any danger at all after going in, as if she was traveling, and she said everything lightly and briefly.

Even so, the rest of the people were still terrified, imagining the appearance of the mirror world in their minds, and only felt that a new door had opened before their eyes.

Chapter 145 Angel's Funeral

On October 10, the weather was cloudy.

Two days have passed since the incident in the mirror world, and Irina's life has returned to the original track. Every night, she can gain 400 total experience points, and now her remaining experience has reached 2770 points.

Putting on a black suspender dress, Irina went outside.

Pasha, who was also wearing a black skirt, followed her. Her eyes fell on Irina's round shoulders and arms. She felt that her white skin and the black skirt set off each other, making her look even whiter.

There is also that long golden hair, neatly combed, fluttering slightly in the wind, adding a bit of charm to its owner.

After licking her lips, Pasha put on a somewhat lazy expression, stepped forward and pinched Irina's thigh.

This unexpected situation made Irina almost burst out with all her powers of a superhuman being, and took out superhuman props to bombard them, but fortunately, she quickly understood the situation and knew who was doing it.

"Pasha, don't keep making jokes like this with me." Irina said helplessly.

"It's not that Ariel is too cute."

Pasha acted like it wasn't my fault, it was all your fault.

When Irina was about to say something, Susan also came out of the house not far away, also wearing a black dress, with her long brown hair tied in a daze.

"You guys are already up. Let's go now. Sylvia will definitely leave early in Dongcheng District. At this time, she may have arrived at the destination before us." Susan was in good spirits and greeted with a smile.

Today is the day of the burial of Cardinal Abern of the Eternal Night Church.

Due to the noble status of Abern, his funeral must be decent enough. Residents of the entire Seraphite who do not have other faiths are required to pray at Abern's funeral.

In this regard, no one will have any objections on the surface, because this request comes from the current Pope Allen IX of the Eternal Night Church. He has personally come to Seraphite to preside over Abern's funeral.

It was also because of this that Irina wanted to take a trip to this matter that would not have much to do with Irina.

"We only need to pray one sentence, and we can come back. Do you want to say any prayers? I bought the scriptures of the Eternal Night Church, and many of the words on it can be used."

Walking on the street, Susan waved the scripture in her hand and said.

"Show me." Irina really didn't know what prayers the Eternal Night Church had, so she asked for a book right away.

"I'll take a look too, I'll take a look too." Pasha also came up and complained: "We are all people without faith, yet we are asked to pray. The church is too powerful."

Irina and Susan thought so deeply, but the non-believing residents of Serafit had to pray like the believers in the Church of Eternal Night, and they naturally had no exception.

There are people coming and going on the street, but unlike in the past, everyone is dressed in black today, showing solemnity.This is a unified tradition across Crimson Moon Continent, and black must be worn at funerals.

In addition, the melodies on the street did not stop. The wandering musicians played various melodies as in the past, but these melodies were also sad. People just listened to it and recalled sad things, and couldn’t help it. want to cry.

……

Royal Tombs.

Dawn VII stood here, looking at the people walking not far away.

It was an old man with gray hair, a white beard, and wrinkles on his face.

The old man was wearing a black ornate papal robe, a black crown on his head, and a black scepter in his hand. He was Pope Alan IX of the Eternal Night Church.

"Is it really appropriate to bury Abern in the Royal Cemetery? I think he should be buried in Evernight City." Dawn VII spoke to Allen IX in a calm tone.

Eternal Night City is the headquarters of Eternal Night Church, located in the northern part of the Night Kingdom.

Allen IX said in a deep voice: "Dawn, the dead should return to peace, return to peace, the journey to bring Abern back to Eternal Night City is too far, this is a kind of disturbance to the sleeping Abern. So I plan to let him be buried in the royal cemetery first, and when our teleportation ceremony is researched, we will naturally bring Abern back to Eternal Night City."

"That's it, I understand."

Dawn VII nodded, but in fact, he didn't believe what Alan IX said at all. He always felt that Alan IX seemed to be planning some kind of conspiracy, so he decided to go back and check in secret whether he was still alive or not. Is there something missing.

But anyway, the funeral began.

A few of Abern's ashes have been sealed in the urn and placed in the cemetery by Allen IX himself. As the cemetery closed, everyone prayed slowly outside.

"Great God, thank you for your gift to the church. Your devout believer, Abern Fekra, is about to return to your side. I pray to the great God to forgive all his mistakes and praise him for all his mistakes. Let him sleep peacefully."

Allen IX stood in front of the tombstone, reading the funeral prayers.

Behind Allen are Dawn VII and the church leaders of the Eternal Night Church in the Diocese of Serafit.As for the rest of the church, they will not come to the funeral, because it involves gods and beliefs.

It didn't take long before the prayer was finished.

"Let the rest of you come in. The great angel has fallen, and you can't be unknown. Everyone must know that there was such a great angel." Allen IX turned around and said slowly.

Dawn VII's expression didn't change, but a burst of anger suddenly rose in his heart.

His father, the old king, had never been so mobilizing when an angel-level existence died.

Overcast day, damp fog.

Under the guard of clergymen and soldiers of the kingdom, the residents of Serafit entered the royal cemetery one after another, and prayed in front of Abern's tombstone.

When Irina and the others arrived, they ran into Sylvia unexpectedly, and they entered the cemetery together.