From morning to afternoon, silence was the main tone in the funeral hall.
The number of people in the side hall increased and decreased, and the last ones were Valila's master and servant and the Moretti brothers and sisters. Melissa, who would have gone home to rest in the afternoon, chose to stay with Valila.
Compared with the morning, Valeera's sad expression was much more restrained.
When another priest finished reading the scriptures and left, she asked in a slightly hoarse voice:
"Can I see him again?"
Facing Valeera and Melissa's gazes begging for approval, Benson sighed, "Okay, I'll open it for you."
He walked to the dark black coffin in the center of the side hall, plucked the garland decorated on it, and pushed the cover open with force, revealing Klein's pale and peaceful face.
Benson took a deep look, took a few steps back, and gave way to his position. Valeera and Melissa approached, one on each side, and stared deeply.
Melissa's eyes soon turned red again and she sniffled, but she was strong and did not shed tears.
Valeera looked at the familiar faces in front of her, and thinking of the simple and shy big boy really aroused the sad emotions in her heart. It was no longer a simple performance.
This Klein would still be resurrected, but... the Klein who was her friend was really no longer there.
Big tears fell down, falling on the formal suit that Klein was wearing, leaving a few traces.
Valeera reached out her hand "emotionally" to touch Klein's cold cheek, and straightened a few stray hairs on his forehead.
"Can I be alone with him for a moment? Just a little while."
She didn't look up when she spoke.
Melissa pursed her lips, took a step back silently, and looked at Benson.
Benson sighed, shook his head, and walked out the door first, followed by Melissa and Liya.
Valeela knew very well that since they went out, they would not come in again until she took the initiative to go out or the next priest came in to chant scriptures. Even if other friends of Klein came over, they would be temporarily detained. Retain.
In this way, she bought herself at least a quarter of an hour of alone time.
Valeera wasted no time and took out white bread, Fenebot pasta, paella and Disi pie from the food box next to the seat and placed them on the four sides of the coffin - this was the lunch she deliberately asked Riya to buy.
Then, she appropriated the four candles that already existed in the side hall and set up a ceremony to pray to the "Fool".
She spread the fragrance, raised a "spiritual wall" around her that separated the inside and outside, and read in Hermes:
"You are a fool who does not belong to this age;"
"You are the mysterious master above the gray fog;"
"You are the yellow and black king of good luck."
"I ask you for a wish. Please bring this Crane Moretti back to life."
"Deep Sleeping Flower, an herb belonging to the Red Moon, please convey your power to my spell."
"Golden Palm, herb of the sun, please convey your power to my spell."
…
After reciting the useless incantation, Valeera waited "devoutly" for a long time before clearing the altar and restoring the traces.
After a while, the fragrance gradually faded away.
Unless someone is free to perform divination here, no one will discover the ritual performed by Valeera.
Moreover, there are only two members of the "Nighthawks" who can do divination. One of them is lying here, and the other is lying in another side hall not far away.
Valeela performed this ritual in order to return to the "Tarot Society".
Previously, relying on her contribution in providing clues to the "blasphemous card", she euphemistically requested an indefinite leave of absence, effectively quitting the "Tarot Society".
Generally speaking, unknown evil gods are very dangerous, and no one except madmen would want to come into contact with them. But in the case of contact, all the initiative will only be in the hands of the evil god.
Since the "Fool" claims to like equal exchange, he must be more tolerant towards those who have made contributions but failed to realize their rewards——
This is the reason why Valeera dared to quit the "Tarot Society".
Anyway, if "The Fool" doesn't keep his promise, then it doesn't matter what he does.
Now, Valeela is willing to join the unknown evil god "The Fool", and she also wants to use her contribution in exchange for wishes to resurrect Klein, so she has to rejoin the "Tarot Society".
Are you touched by such deep affection?
After completing the ceremony and erasing the traces, Valeera walked out of the side hall with an overly sad expression and called Melissa and others back.
Melissa sat next to Valeera and whispered comfort; Benson glanced at Klein one last time and closed the cover again.
After a while, another priest came in holding scriptures.
…
Late in the afternoon, Leonard, a green boy with black hair and a poetic temperament, came to the side hall to keep vigil for Klein.
In the past few days, Melissa mainly stayed in the morning, Benson in the afternoon and early midnight, and there was a "sleepless person" guarding the side hall throughout the night. Sometimes it was Leonard, sometimes it was Cornley, and sometimes it was Leonard. It's Sicah.
They took turns to keep vigil for three teammates: Klein, Neil and Dunn.
Because of the heavy atmosphere, Valeela just exchanged names with him and had a brief conversation. In the evening, she and Melissa left the church together.
At night, in her former room, Valeera wrote a letter to Mr. Azik, telling him about Klein's death and some information she "received."
Only more than ten minutes after the letter was sent, Valeera suddenly felt that the scene in front of her had changed. The reds became redder, the yellows became more yellow, and the whites became whiter. The various colors were superimposed on each other, creating a strange scene. painting.
In this "oil painting world", a medium-sized figure appeared next to Valeela.
He has bronze skin, wears a long black dress, and a half-high silk top hat. He has a pair of brown eyes that reveal the vicissitudes of life, his facial features are quite soft, and there is a small black mole under his right ear.
It's Azik who's arrived.
He looked at Valeela, his expression became obviously sad, and said:
"I made a mistake."
"If I give the Courier Bronze Whistle to Klein, maybe I can arrive in time."
At this time, Valeela changed from her weakness during the day and became strong. Only her dark brown eyes still had the sadness that could not be eliminated.
She shook her head gently and comforted:
"Mr. Azik, you don't have to blame yourself too much."
"Since the mastermind behind the scenes can arrange all kinds of coincidences, even if you hand over the messenger bronze whistle to Klein, you will probably encounter a coincidental accident during your return and will not be able to arrive in time."
"Even your failure to hand over the Bronze Whistle and go to Backlund may have been arranged by him."
These words awakened Azik.
He thought for a moment, nodded and said:
"What you said makes sense."
"Although it's a little late, I still want to try to investigate and see if I can find any more clues."
“We communicate through letters.”
As he spoke, he nodded to Valeera, and his figure faded and disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, the "oil painting world" quickly faded and returned to a real room.
