"Why?"
"Because someone died?" Willy Xiao spread his hands with a matter-of-fact expression. Nese knew whose life countdown was about to reach zero. That's not a person. He didn't make any further comments, and just listened to Willy Xiao talking about the next arrangements and arrangements.
"A funeral is as important as a wedding. We want to give the protagonists and guests the best experience. A good farewell is as good as the welcome." Willi Shaw continued.
Very close to the usual situation, there is almost no sentence in it that Nese agrees with.
"He likes sound the most." Willy Xiao's expressions are always so inaccurate, but he always doesn't mind it, "so the format I suggested is a concert. I am responsible for collecting material sounds and editing them into a life song. The epic begins as a funeral. You go to the realm of killing."
He couldn't help but keep silent. Nesse looked at the mystic with cold eyes. "The realm of killing?"
"I've already made the list." Willy Xiao raised his index finger and then took out a crumpled note from his arms - it was unimaginable that a piece of crystallized paper could be crumpled to such an extent. "The bands that are popular in the entire universe are all here. Among them, the three most suitable for funerals are all in the Killing Realm. 'Bad Bones', 'Howling Waves', 'Kamlimud Mu Le Mu'... What the hell is this name? A Silently remember the orchestra?"
He put the piece of paper close to his eyes and smiled to himself, "Go and invite them, at least one, preferably all three, and say that there will be the best funeral waiting for the wildest person in the world. The band will participate. They will serve as the main band to provide the best rhythm and music for this thirteen-day feast! If they are unwilling, just say..."
"Just say it."
"How can you forget it! You didn't listen from the beginning! A funeral is as important as a wedding. What's more, this dead ghost is our friend! You also have to prepare a recitation. The subject is not limited, it can be poetry, but it must be written Full of six thousand words. Amplitude Three Hundred will be very happy to know."
"Your friends. I have no friends."
"You are really good at talking. Don't say that next time." Willy Xiao chuckled, "You will go. So can you just listen to me finish the arrangement?"
"Say whatever you want, I won't go."
"You can just say you won't go, Xiaowei." Willi Xiao didn't receive any blow. Instead, he jumped up and sat down on the sarcophagus. "You said the same thing last time." He squinted, "But I still went to the terminal office to deliver the announcement."
"When there are employees from the office coming and going, I just need to tell them. This time is different, I won't go."
Perhaps Nese's tone was too firm. Willy Xiao frowned:
"Why? That's weird."
Nesse turned around and looked at him.
The Arcanist was almost the same as when he first met him. Willy Xiao had withered hair and a vegetable complexion. His clothes were still the same as before, and even the holes on his thighs were exactly the same as that day. But his essence is actually very different from what he was that day.
They are all.
"Why should I go? It's weird that I would go. It's weird that you come to me." Nesai said in a cold tone, "I have my responsibilities. Why do I have to run around?"
"No way. You didn't even attend the funeral of Amplitude 300? I thought we had experienced a lot of things together. Didn't we escape from the law blockage together? Have you forgotten? We experienced 'that night' together... ...And you almost made me a sample? This is always an unusual friendship, right? You protected me from that half-elf..."
"I didn't protect you."
"So it's more time for you to come now, Xiaowei." As if he couldn't hear Neese's tough tone, Weili Xiao smiled playfully, "You know the meaning of a funeral. You want to see it for the last time. You don't want to have three amplitudes in a row. You won’t be able to see Bai Xiaocutie for the last time, right?”
"Will Ezhaint go?"
"Don't mention it. I haven't told you yet. He..."
Willy Xiao stopped. He discovered that Nesse had actually known the answer for a long time. Something sharp flashed in the empty eyes of the guardian of the main material plane. The occult scholar had no time to react as a strong gust of wind struck him on the back and lifted him off the coffin. When he climbed up babyishly, he saw that the lid of the sarcophagus had silently slid open at some point.
Nese stood nearby.
"What are you doing..." Willi Xiao held his waist and looked into the sarcophagus.
There was no body in the coffin. There were also no bones or the usual grave goods. Instead, it was a coffin filled with charred ashes. The sarcophagus was almost full, leaving less than two inches of space at the top.
Willy Xiao picked up a handful of ashes, put it under his nose and sniffed. "What's this?"
"The last thing I didn't get to see."
Nesai's eyes swept over the dust, "The large deflection triggered a huge tsunami in the sea area around Banbu Sheneide. Half of the villages in the Dianxie area were submerged, and the other half almost reached the neck." The corners of his mouth were unnatural. Pulling it, "The void pollution and the invasion of the demon army finally succeeded and left many traces. 'Hollow children' who were contaminated by demon blood and lost their minds at birth began to be born in various places. The former would break open the mother's belly and crawl out, The latter will be fed to the dogs - if you are lucky, they will be burned on the bonfire at the entrance of the village. There are also some stupid sacrifices. The army, the association, the magic academy, the chamber of commerce, the killer organization... the people involved …”
He gave up the unfinished smile on his face, "Many people who should be seen have not been seen for the last time. Judging from the "Weekly Shit Report", there are many creatures in other planes who have the same experience. They There’s no such thing as a great funeral.”
Willy Xiao's face wrinkled up. He looked at the charred ashes on his hands and waved his hands weakly:
"These are the bones they left behind..."
"I said this is ordinary soil." Nesei waved his hand in the air, and the sarcophagus lid closed with a bang.
He put a hand on the bare tombstone. "Do you believe it?"
"…………I have no idea."
"It makes no sense." Nese shook his hand again. This time the idea was to tell the occult scholars to leave. "The last scene is meaningless. The funeral is meaningless. It's gone. It's gone. You're sad. I understand. Because you can't save it, you feel guilty and want to make amends for such an illusory thing. I know. I understand. But I won’t go with you, I won’t go to the Killing Realm. And I won’t help you organize your funeral. Absolutely not.”
Willy Xiao stared at him silently for a while. The corners of his eyes almost burst. Nesai felt that his expression looked familiar for some reason.
Having said that, he had never seen an occultist stay quiet for such a long time.
"Okay." Willy Shaw said, "Hi. Okay."
"Hi. Okay. Xiaowei." He said again.
"I'll go by myself. Just go by myself. The important thing is to participate. If you don't participate, forget it."
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